Page 3 of A Touch Enchanted

“Donovan.” My body was on fire. I couldn’t even voice what I wanted him to do to me. My tongue didn’t want to form words; it wanted to lick and suck his cock until he lost control. It wanted to turn the man who could talk to animals into one. “Touch me. Please.”

In a flash, he flipped us around and backed me against my door. He crouched down, lifting me against him. His greedy cock strained against the confinement of his zipper. I began to move against him. The light from both our palms—my aqua and his deep sapphire—gleamed brighter as I dragged my core against him, hungry for more, faster, harder.

“Is this what you want, beautiful?” His nose skimmed the sensitive flesh behind my ear. His warm, soft lips moved around my gills and pressed against my pulse point. The coarse hair from his beard left a delicious burn in his wake. “Tell me how bad you want my cock. Tell me I’m the only one you want. No more dates.”

“No more dates,” I choked out. “I want you. I’ve only ever wanted you.”

The grip my magic had on me loosened. My skin heated, and my thighs trembled. It wasn’t the magic doing this, it was all of me wanting all of him, and he knew it too. His gaze darted from my eyes down to my lips. He claimed my mouth and used his tongue to make it perfectly clear that I was his and no one else’s.

I let go of any remaining inhibitions I had left. Pulling his hair as I hugged his body tighter against me, I kissed him back with just as much ferocity. He growled, grinding harder against me, giving me what I needed so bad that tears sprang to my eyes.

He fisted the top of my tank top and ripped it down, exposing my pebbled nipples to his waiting mouth. As he sucked the tip between his teeth, biting down hard enough to make my hips pump more furiously against him, a knock sounded at my door.

“Go away,” I tried to yell, but it got caught in my throat as Donovan chuckled against my breast, sending a whole new wave of sensation rocketing through me.

There was a pause, then another knock. “Are you okay in there, Violet?”

Finn. Ugh. He had the worst timing.

“Fine.” My voice cracked, and I let out a short cough. “Couldn’t be better. Is there a reason why you’re here this late?”

“There’s something going on down at the beach,” Thora said, her voice pinched with worry. “We came by here first because you’re closest, but we’re looking for Donovan, too. He’s not answering his phone, though.”

Donovan swore under his breath and pulled his phone from his back pocket. It lit up with several missed calls. He put it away again, his expression already filling with something I didn’t want to acknowledge. Regret. “Vi, listen. I—”

I held up a hand. “Don’t.”

He opened his mouth, but wisely clamped it shut again once he took in my expression. He took a step back, putting distance between us that might as well have been a mile. Shame burned my cheeks. I hated how my pale skin betrayed every thought inside my head. I could only imagine what he was thinking.Poor, clueless Violet. Throwing herself at me again.

It had been nine years since I’d laid my heart on the line to my best friend and he’d shattered it, and I still hadn’t fully put all the pieces back together. But not this time. Never again would I allow myself to be that vulnerable with anyone.

Especially not Donovan Latham.

“It was just the magic.” I narrowed my eyes at him, daring him to disagree. “We’re not going to talk about it. We won’t do that again. Pretend it didn’t happen.”

“Right.” A muscle ticked in his jaw. “We’ll just pretend you didn’t grind your pussy on my cock and beg me to fuck you. It’ll be business as usual.”

I sucked in my breath between my clenched teeth. “I can’t with you right now.”

A wave of emotion flooded my chest, threatening to drag me under and drown me. It had been weeks since we’d said more than a handful of words to each other. I’d promised myself I wouldn’t do this, that I wouldn’t let my magic overwhelm me when Donovan inevitably pulled his head out of his ass to work with me. It just made our already complicated friendship that much harder.

I was disappointed in his reaction, no doubt, but I was way more disappointed with myself. I knew better than this.

Straightening my tank top and pulling my ponytail tighter, I tucked loose strands of hair behind my ears and tried not to look like I was on the verge of being thoroughly fucked. I flung open the door. “No need to call Donovan. He’s already here.”

Finn walked in with all his sexy swagger. He’d never done it for me, but I could see why so many women had fallen all over themselves for him. The boyish charm mixed with his roguish smile was lethal. A shit-eating grin spread over his face as his gaze bounced between the two of us. The light from our magic was still fading from our palms.

“Hey, buddy.” Humor danced over Finn’s expression as he eyed Donovan. “I’m guessing you didn’t answer your phone because you were a little … preoccupied?”

“Something like that,” Donovan grumbled.

I smiled at Thora, and the light in my apartment reflected off the diamond on her finger, drawing my attention. “Oh my God,” I squealed as I grabbed her hand. “You’re engaged? When did that happen? Tell me everything.”

Seeing Finn and Thora together, finally getting the life they deserved with each other, squeezed at the soft places in my heart. They had been the kind of couple who everyone had been sure would be forever, and it made all of us second-guess the power of true love when they split up. Thankfully, it didn’t take them long to find their way back to where they belonged once Thora returned to town—setting off a chain reaction that returned magic to the descendants of the zodiac for the first time in over three hundred years.

“It just happened tonight.” Thora’s face glowed with a happiness that rivaled Audrey’s. A small pang of jealousy clenched inside me, but I pushed it away. Thora had always been kind to me, even when the so-called friends in her circle hadn’t. She went so far as to call out their cruelty, and I’d always been grateful for that. “Finn took me for a walk down by the pier.”

By the way her cheeks warmed, I imagined they did a whole lot more than walking. That pier saw some serious action on summer nights. “I’m so happy for you both.”

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