Page 130 of Last Gift: Supernatural Battle

Wild sliced a hole in my wet tee, and I sighed as cooler air whispered over my nipple an instant before he took it in his mouth and sucked hard.

I clasped his head to my chest and hooked my legs around his hips, desperate to be closer.

His snarls were as wild as his name described him to be. He ripped tendrils of pleasure from deep within me. My magic, too, I realized through the growing haze. I could feel my magic entering him, responding to his ministrations. I was being parted from my power?

He sliced a hole in the fabric over my other nipple, and I thumped my head back against the cave wall in something akin to agony at the intensity of such fucking bliss.

Wild wanted my magic? If he kept doing this, he could take it.

Water swished against my back as Wild walked us through the pool. He growled and fire erupted in a circle of stones I hadn’t seen since the night of our last ritual. Another burst of magic and I was dry, my drenched white tee gone.

Only my black underwear remained.

Wild set me on my feet on the ledge at the entrance of the smaller cave. He didn’t move to push up after me, and I peered down the flat of my stomach to meet his glittering gaze. His head was in front of my hips, and he raised a musician finger to trace down the front of my underwear. I felt the fabric slit and give way. I felt the cooler temperature skim between my thighs.

And then the heat of his tongue replaced it.

Wild held my hands by my side and moved hungrily against my throbbing core. I pressed my pelvis against him to the maximum extent I could manage while perched precariously on the ledge. He kept me from parting my legs wider with his hold on my arms, and I knew his mouth could offer me deeper pleasure.

He knew it too.

His intent was to draw this out. Draw my magic out.

And it was working.

The tendrils of power he pulled out were still available to me, I could feel, but they felt more distant. Wild was peeling my magic back to sink through that layer of me. He’d confessed to a desire to explore what resided beneath, and he was doing just that.

Two could play at that game.

I smiled in the flickering firelight and reached my magic down to circle his length. Then I started to stroke.

My lips parted on a silent gasp as Wild’s magic trickled into me. His magic was mine to access already, but this was different. His magic surrounded me like the water in this spring had moments prior. As I continued to stroke and squeeze his erection, I could feel myself begin to swim in his power.

I sank into a part of him I’d never known existed. That I’d never dreamed to explore.

This was what he felt right now, and that we could each feel and confirm that the other was sharing in the experience only spurred us faster to frantic levels. I was aware of his mouth moving furiously against my clit. I was aware of my magic surrounding him.

That pleasure started to grow more distant. I was cognizant of it happening and not as I became increasingly certain that we both floated on our backs in a different pool.

A white one.

We sank under the surface, side by side.

I couldn’t say what the place was. I could only exist in a tranquil peace at odds with the very distant fevered and frantic actions of my body and his that existed outside of this white pool. I could tell that this space was very, very special. Something most would never experience.

More couldn’t be possible with this man, my mate, surely. Yet I sensed whatever happened next would gift us more than love or physical pleasure.

My back struck the bottom of the pool.

Wild moved to hover over me and stared into my eyes. He was beautiful, glowing, and parts of him were different in this pool to what I’d known outside.

Gray tinged his hair at the temples. I understood this denoted his wisdom.

Light flared from his fingers. I understood this conveyed his ability to nurture and teach.

Iron plated his chest. My protector.

Half of his face was deadly promise, while the other was joy. These were the sides of himself inspired by me. One that I would receive, and one that I could invoke.

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