Page 46 of Shattered Magic

“A moon rabbit. They are usually male and serve the moon goddess. It stands to reason that she’s exceptional.” He murmured, “I am wondering if the reaction to Steerik is indicative.”

“Probably just the collision of two fertility-based magics.” She smiled and burrowed into him.

“Possibly. Are you sleepy?”

“Relaxed, not sleepy.”

“May I call Steerik?”

She looked up at him. “Today?”

“Yes. Do you mind?”

“Do you think he will be up for it?”

“Let’s find out.” He kissed her forehead and sat up, reaching for his phone on the charging station.

He sat with his elbows on his knees, looking completely at ease as he got in touch with the opener. He smiled. “He’s up. He’s playing poker with the XIA.”

Hari sat up, and her palms sweated. “Ah, right. So, now?”

“In an hour. Would you prefer it occur here?”

“Um. Yeah. Unless you ever got that invisible guestroom ready for me.”

He grinned. “I am so proud of you for figuring that out, Anhara.”

Hari laughed and swatted his shoulder. “Despite appearances, I do have rudimentary intelligence.”

“And yet, you are here with me. I am lucky that you have a blind spot when it comes to me.” He rubbed her cheek with the back of his knuckles.

“Yeah. How did that happen?”

“You and I are compatible on every plane of existence. That has extended to our familiarity.”

Hari leaned into his touch and sighed. “So, what do we do for an hour?”

Zerul smiled. “What about a warm-up? It might help you get in the mood for Steerik.”

“That is not what I am getting in the mood for. I am getting in the mood to get the spell over with. The means of application are what they are.” She shrugged. “But I am always up for a make-out session. With you.”

He scooted back against the headboard and pulled her onto his lap. His erection was being kept under control by his boxers, and her thighs helped weigh him down.

She squirmed a bit and slid a hand up his neck.

“Are you taunting me?”

“You have lived in my dreams for five years. What do you think?”

He smiled slowly and dipped his head, brushing his lips against hers until she leaned up to him.

The kiss was slow and slick, and tongues met and tangled. Hari’s body warmed quickly, and despite the deliberate contact, she just breathed faster and continued the kiss at Zerul’s pace. If he sped up, things often got out of control.

Her body was hot, and her lips were tingling when the soft knock on the door woke her from her warm, comfy state.

Zerul lifted his head. “Come in.”

Steerik came in and turned into Zerul when he crossed the threshold. Hari looked toward him and back at the original. “You tried this once on the dream realm, and it didn’t end well.”

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