Page 64 of Magick and Lead
“You’re drunk,” I said.
“I would write the vow and sign it in my own blood. I would die for you, Essa. I would.”
I gave a twist of my hips, and his face crumpled in ecstasy.
“There’s one thing I want from you right now,” I said. “And it’s not your death. Nowfinish me.”
His mouth quirked in a grin. “Is that another order, Irska?”
I gave his lips the gentlest lick.
“It’s a threat,” I said.
My hand went to his ass, and I pulled him deeper into me with all my strength. For a second, he resisted. Then he was moving, hips as graceful as a dancer’s as he pressed into me with long, deep strokes that made my mouth drop open in a silent scream. His fingers traced down my belly, down, down, to the most sensitive place—the one we in Maethalia called the dragon’s heart. His fingertips feathered over it, teasing, and I moaned again.
Next to us, Suzie’s legs were shaking, one hand on her breast, the other working furiously between her legs. She must’ve finished herself several times already, but she brought herself to a peak again, her eyes locked on Charlie and me, a thin scream rising from her lips.
“Finish me,” I begged in Charlie’s ear again. “Now.”
His hand moved faster, fingers making tiny, quick circles, and he somehow pressed into me even deeper. It was more than I’d ever felt before—almost too much. I peaked, a high moan rising from my lips as I pulled his hips toward me once more, the pleasure rising over me in waves. But he didn’t stop. He kept going, like the engines of one of those necromancer machines. And I kept going too, rising to a tremulous summit of pleasure. Then again. And again and again.
I never wanted it to end. But I couldn’t keep going like this. The muscles in my legs were cramping. I could hardly breathe.
At last, Charlie brought his forehead to mine.
“I want you to look at me, Essa,” he said, his voice deep and ragged. “I want you to see how much I love you.”
He gave another slow thrust, and his mouth fell open silently as I felt him let go inside me, throbbing into me, filling me withheat. Even as his desire burned its hottest, he never took his eyes off mine.
For a long, long time, we both lay there, forehead to forehead, kissing slowly, our lips slick with sweat. Slowly, reality came seeping back in.
We were in a strange girl’s apartment.
We couldn’t trust each other.
At the end of all this, I’d have to kill Charlie to free his dragon—and to get my revenge.
Charlie sat up and gave a deep sigh, as if he, too, were coming back to himself.
We both looked over at Suzie. She lay sprawled across one side of the bed in only her panties, snoring softly. We looked at one another. We didn’t need simnal to understand we were thinking the same thing.
“Search the place,” I said.
“Right.”
A moment later, we were both on our feet. I hastily pulled on my dress, and Charlie pulled up his pants—but left his shirt off, keeping the upper half of his body distractingly bare. I tore my eyes away from his lean, muscled arms and began opening dresser drawers while he headed off into the living room.
Hardly a minute later, he called me.
“Essa! I got it.”
I entered to find him standing at a small wooden desk, holding up a notebook.
“Her planner. It’s got the whole schedule laid out. See?” he pointed to a page. “Kortoi, Kortoi, Kortoi… It’s got everywhere he’s going to be for the next two days, then…”
He frowned at the page, and I looked at it, too.Kortoi’s ship departs, 6:05 AM.
“Then he leaves,” I said. “That doesn’t give us much time.”
