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“You’re...in?”

The other Hunter’s face was right in front of mine before I realized he’d moved and his large hand grasped the back of my neck. “All the way in.”

I hadn’t really figured out what was happening until his tongue slipped past my lips and entwined with mine. Then the heat and intense pleasure of his kiss was about all I could focus on. With our heightened senses, quite literally euphoria.

I needed this.

And in seconds, my hard-fought willpower gave out. I gave in. I submitted to him when everything in my head argued I shouldn’t. Because nothing about the sudden kiss made sense.

The Austrian’s lips worked over mine like he was confident I’d succumb, and it pissed me off how quickly I played into his hands. But I didn’t have any other choice. I wanted to kiss him again. I wanted to taste the coffee and chocolate flavor in his mouth. To breathe in and be enveloped by his fresh mint scent. To be stupid and reckless and enjoy every second of his touch.

I wrapped arms around Phillip’s neck, weaving fingers through his soft hair, hips touching hips, mouth moving passionately over his.

If anyone saw it, they’d say it was difficult to tell who started the kiss first.

Our chests fused, our lips met at several angles, and for what felt like hours we sunk into depravity. Like we couldn’t stop. Like everything in my head that argued it was a bad idea didn’t matter. Like we weren’t out in the open. Like it was air in our lungs, food in our bellies, rest for our bodies.

Phillip brought me impossibly close. One hand held my face in place and the other locked around my back. Then his low groan rumbled between us, full of need and just as desperate as I was.

It wasn’t like him at all, and it gave me pause.

I pulled away slightly, peering into his twisted face. But he quickly captured my mouth again and dragged me harder into his body, almost as if he was afraid I’d run away.

It was an embrace that made me worry I’d never escape him or his touches ever again, but it also gave me hope that maybe I wasn’t the only one struggling to keep away.

Phillip’s touches grew more insistent. He yanked at my clothing and slipped hot hands under my shirt, scraping fingernails along my abdomen roughly enough to get a gasp. And for a second, I worried he might actually strip me down and take me right out there in public.

Next to this damn bush, even.

I managed to get my head together enough to pull away, but when I opened my mouth to say something, a sound reached my ears that stole my focus.

The whisper of an arrow.

I evaded just in time, Phillip dodging with me, and the head of the arrow sunk into a tree directly behind the place we’d just been making out.

Holy shit.

As quickly as the first, another cut through the air and Phillip swung out his sword and sliced it in half. Liquid sprayed from its thick base, scattering through the air like glimmering, round jewels.

Poison?

I watched it all in slow motion, vision catching everything faster than it moved. “What?”

“Climb,” Phillip instructed as purple light appeared, gliding across the ground in thick bands.

I did as he instructed. With my practiced agility, I scaled a nearby tree, eyes directed at the ground.

The purple light formed a unique symbol over a variety of spring colors decorating the floor. Then it instantly burst, pulling up the earth and vegetation as we watched from the treetops. It was like watching a slowed down action movie, destruction in perfect view from the height I obtained in milliseconds. But I probably looked like a seriously confused heroine.

More symbols scattered across the ground and over the trunks of the trees we climbed. It was faster with each one, nearly twenty by my count, and I didn’t have to be a genius to figure they’d probably burst, too.

Phillip nodded his head the direction we needed to go in and jumped across to another tree.

Guess we’re pulling a full ninja.

Following, I took care to land only on trees not already marked by purple symbols. Trees came down slowly, barely moving because of my slow-motion vision. Within seconds, Phillip and I escaped the area targeted by whoever it was.

We nearly made it to the end of the forest we’d been squatting in for over a week after a few minutes ofCrouching Tiger, Hidden Dragonacross the treetops. I’d feel cooler about it if I wasn’t completely blindsided by the surprise attack with magic.

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