“Smoke,” she said, unable to catch her breath.

“I know,” he said, pressing his mouth against her firmer.

Mia whimpered, the orgasm hovering out of reach “More.”

“You are mine.” His mouth muffled against her, and she rubbed herself against his face. “Your body, your mind, your magic. Your orgasm.”

Mia keened, toppling on the edge of the orgasm. The friction and feeling from his words were pushing her slowly over the edge.

Smoke stood up, and she almost screamed.

Instead, she breathed through her lust, every nerve in her body light up.

He unbutton his pants, and her core clenched. He was so thick and hard, she couldn’t stand waiting.

He pushed his pants and boxers down to the floor and hooked her legs around his.

He looked down at her body, at her. She looked at him, letting him see how much she needed him, how badly she wanted him.

He nodded at her as if he understood her unspoken words.

“You will never be alone again.” He watched her, and she shuddered. Magic coiled inside her, the connection between them so close she couldn’t make sense anymore of where she ended and he began.

Smoke thrust hard inside her.

Mia screamed. She flew off the edge, the orgasm crashing over her. Smoke held her to the countertop, pushing himself in and out of her hard, their hips slapping together. Her orgasm rolled over her in waves. He filled her so completely and thrust over her g spot over and over it kept the orgasm going through her, dragging it out until it felt like one long orgasm.

Smoke moaned his entire body tense. Mia pulled him down against her, meeting him in a kiss that claimed him as hers too. She lifted her hips up to meet him until they were thrusting against each other with a blinding rhythm. There was nothing but the magic moving between them, the pleasure of giving yourself over.

Mia cried out when another orgasm crashed over her, Smoke pressed against her hard until he went over the edge with her.

Mia laid her head on his shoulder, and nuzzled his neck. “That was a good example of opening up.”

Smoke huffed out a laugh, still panting. “If that’s opening up, I think I can make more of an effort.”

“Positive reinforcement will help,” she said.

Smoke stroked her back. “I’ll make an effort.”

She kissed his neck. “You can help me clean up and then cook dinner. I expect amusing childhood stories.”

Smoke nipped her neck. “What about another orgasm?”

She laughed. All they needed to was try. She could handle anything if she had her dragons by her side.

Mia finished the magic circle, wrapping it around her, Jace, and Smoke.

It was time to do the location spell, and find her spellbook once and for all.

Jace arrived late at her apartment, too tired to do anything but crawl into bed with them and sleep. After making them breakfast, Mia set up the circle.

She drew the outline with chalk, setting white candles in each cardinal direction.

Holding their hands in hers, Mia began chanting. After warding the other three warehouses, she was used to the fire and ice tug of their magic. She breathed through her nose and released power slow and steady. Magic coiled around them, the map in front of her fluttering with an unseen wind.

She focused on the map. It was a blank white page, treated with a potion to help capture the energy. In the center was the book she acquired from Mrs. Ryder’s last known address.

She chanted a spell, asking for the power to locate the lost. She tuned out Smoke and Jace, using the draconic energy to amplify her magic.