insecurities and tendencies to air toward the shy side. They wanted
her to be strong and confident in her sexual appeal. Modesty had quickly flown
out the window in her first year as a magic user. So why in the hell did she
feel heat scalding her cheeks now?
Warm, full lips brushed against her nape as strong hands
slid around her waist. She wanted to lean into him. The evidence of his arousal
pressed against her rump and she pulled away from him, needing space. High
stepping through the waves, she made her way farther into the water.
“Breeze.”
She glanced over her shoulder and saw him following. “If we
hurry we can get this job done and be at home in our beds before sunrise.”
The waves pushed against her chest and she dipped her head
below the water then came back up, pushing her short hair back away from her
face.
Chehon grabbed her hand and pulled her to him. “Why are you
pulling away from me?”
His hand held hers firmly between their bodies as his free
arm wrapped around her waist. Her gaze went from his eyes to his mouth. A bead
of water traced the edge of the fullness of his lower lip, and despite the salt
she knew she’d taste, she found herself wanting to lick it away. Teeth sinking
into her lower lip, she resisted and returned her gaze to his. “It is what it
is. We have a job to do.”
The muscle ticked in his jaw. She could tell he clenched his
teeth. Maybe things would have been easier had she found a beach bum. Her heart
constricted and she tried her best to ignore the pang of pain. Keep it simple
and casual. His head dipped near hers and his whispered words sent hot breath
fanning over her lips. She recognized the incantation he whispered. It would
give them the ability to breathe under water. Funny how every word he uttered
seemed to steal her breath now. Her tongue snaked out to moisten her lower lip
as he spoke the last lines. And then his mouth was on hers as he leaned forward
and they fell into the water.
She couldn’t resist the hungry pull of his lips on hers. Her
tongue met his with a sensual slide that had her creaming. Her arms wound
around his neck as he propelled their bodies deeper into the depths of the
ocean. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he moved his own legs as if he
were a merman. With speed, their bodies descended toward the ocean floor as the
passion between them rose. Flames of desire licked at her nerve endings as she
continued to kiss him deep and long. The current of the displaced water around
them caressed her body in an erotic way. She moaned into his mouth and he
swallowed it down, fisting his hand in her hair. His erection rubbed against
her clit and she clawed at his shoulders.
A fierce growl rumbled through the water, breaking past the
lust that fogged her brain. She pulled her lips from his and turned to see the
damage the teenage girls had spawned. Her toes touched wet sand as they both
stared at Moktanal’s cage. Bars of ice, laced with magic surrounded him.
Certain places hummed and glowed where the magic had been weakened. The blood
user was a strong witch indeed. It had taken three carnal users and two water
users to build this cage, and even untrained as she was, she’d nearly undid
their spells. A wave of warm water sailed past her as another roar rumbled
through the water. More ice drifted away around the edge of the bars on his
cell.
Breeze wished she could yell at the stinking lump of flesh
that had been awakened during the juveniles spell-casting session. The more he
tried to blow fire, the more the water in this area heated. She closed her eyes
and spoke the words that would bring them more light to work by. A soft glow
emanated from her body and she got her first peek of Moktanal in over four
years.
Yep. Still ugly. Massive jaws opened and another rumble of
heat passed her. Sharp teeth caked in moss overlapped his bottom lip. Damn, if
he couldn’t use a dentist. She was suddenly thankful that the spell Chehon had
woven on them had