Page 25 of Must Love Dragons
All magic was bad.
Except that she’d healed him when he was near death.And that wasgood.
With a frustrated groan, he got out of the car and slammed the door.
Stalking into the house, he gently pushed the cat inside and then closed the door behind him.He found her in one of the bedrooms, gathering supplies.She was a study in concentration, hovering between a large book and shelves of boxes, bottles, and relics.He watched her with a frown.
“Just what is your plan?”he asked.
She put a palmful of something dark and sparkly into a wooden box and turned to face him.“I already told you.”
“But how will you find Rorik?”
“Warlocks tuned into dark magic always use bloodroot that’s been burned with cedar bark.I can craft a location spell using an old map that will show the last place it was used.”She stared at him and her upper lip curled.“You don’t have to trust my magic, Zay.You just need to trust me.”
He couldn’t.He wanted to, but every instinct in him kept reminding him that magic was a threat.
“You say you’re on my side, but your magic is the same kind that destroyed my clan.”
“No the hell it’s not!”she said, raising her voice.“Dark magic is good magic that’s been corrupted.I amnotthe warlocks who destroyed your clan.When are you going to stop punishing me for something I didn’t do?”
His dragon roared in his head, demanding he fix things and stop fighting with her.
But Zay didn’t know how.
Every time he let her get close, fear pushed her away.
Kinsley stepped into his space, her eyes alight with fury.She gave him a shove.“You need to get over yourself!I’m bending over backward to help you because you’re my mate, and every time I turn around, you’re pushing me away.You wouldn’t even kiss me, you ass!”
We’ll see about that.
He grabbed her roughly against him and kissed her before she could utter a word.The moment their lips touched, something deep inside him exploded and heated, a firestorm kicking off in his body that he knew was going to consume them both.
She was rigid in his arms for a heartbeat and then she melted with a moan that he felt all the way to the center of his being.
She tasted like moonlight and sweet wine.
And he felt like he was drowning.
The desire to bond with her, to mate her and make her his, surged inside him, an intense need to claim her riding him hard.
Their lips parted at the same time and the kiss deepened.He curled his fingers into her shirt, pulling her even closer.He could smell her arousal, his cock aching as she pressed against him.
She broke the kiss with a gasp, then fisted his shirt and backed away, bringing him with her.He would have followed her anyway, even to the gates of hell.
She didn’t move her gaze from his as she directed them to her bedroom.The moment they crossed the threshold, Zay pulled her close and cupped her face.
He stared down into her green eyes for a moment, and then he kissed her again.Desperate and on fire inside and out, he fumbled with her clothes, trying to get her naked while keeping his lips on her addictive mouth.
When he’d managed to strip her entirely, he bent her over the bed and ran his hands down her back and over her hips.Her hands clenched the blanket under her.Her lips were parted, and she was panting for breath, her skin already flushed with her arousal, and the sweet scent that swirled between them was making him crazy.
He slid a hand slowly over her bottom and between her thighs, gently rubbing her pussy, already coated with her honey.He traced the same path back, giving her ass a squeeze before delving his fingers back between her thighs and easing two fingers into her pussy.
She moaned and her hands tightened on the blanket.
He pulled his fingers out and brought them to his mouth to taste her.
He could have come right then.
