“Your shoulder,” Jett said. “Something’s happening to it.”
“The bond,” Axel gasped against Claire’s ear. He glanced over her shoulder. “It’s completing itself, making us a permanent Mystical Triad. The Perfect Triad the community always wanted for witches and warlocks.” Axel smiled against her skin and kissed her neck. “It looks perfect from my angle.”
“The symbol isn’t even done forming yet,” she said.
“What can I say? I’m biased. I think everything about you is perfect.”
She couldn’t help but smile too. It was awkward for her to look over, but she saw the first shape complete its formation on her skin, her earth sign.
Claire remembered the tattoo Charice had on her wrist. It was a symbol of her and her warlocks, one that marked their lifetime joining.
She realized then that she’d never seen any of her parents with a tattoo. Maybe it wasn’t in such an obvious location as a wrist or a shoulder.
She shook her head. She so didn’t want to know if her parents had hidden tattoos of their bond. Too much information for her to visualize.
Two air symbols interlocked with hers to represent the three of them joining together.
“It’s beautiful,” she said. It added to the glow of her skin with a mixture of green and blue shimmering. She couldn’t stop looking at it.
“Not as beautiful as you,” Jett said.
She looked at him just in time to see the same mark appear on his chest, just above the nipple. When she glanced back at Axel, his symbol finished its imprint above the opposite nipple.
Claire leaned over and kissed Jett’s tattoo. Her lips brushed his nipple, so she kissed him there too, making him jerk at the attention.
She looked between her warlocks and said, “Glad mine is just on the shoulder. I don’t think I could handle a breast tattoo.”
“Speaking of breasts,” Jett said, staring at her chest. “I’m ready to devour yours again.”
“Again?” Claire asked as he nuzzled her chest. “How long do you plan on doing that?”
Jett looked into her eyes, blue magic swirling around them. “How’s forever sound?”
“I think Jett has the right idea,” Axel said. “I’m in. What does our sexy witch think?”
Claire touched both of her warlocks and felt a peace settle within her. They were hers and she was theirs. There was no longer any doubt about it. “Forever sounds good to me,” she said before the three of them allowed desire to consume their bodies again.
Chapter Eleven
Claire heard a phone ring and cursed it to the deepest part of hell.
“No,” she cried. “Make it stop!” She sunk her head deeper into her pillow and tried to get closer to the strong body up against her back.
She wasn’t sure if it was Jett or Axel, but she didn’t care. The warlocks had woken her up during the night and taken her for the third time. Needless to say, she had gotten no ounce of sleep. Her body was worn and a little sore. It was a good sore, and she didn’t mind it as long as she could keep sleeping.
If they made her get up early, she was so going to let out her wrath.
Of course that didn’t mean she wouldn’t snuggle up next to them. With one warlock at her back, she reached out in front of her for her second and came up empty, so she cracked one eye open.
Axel sat on the side of the bed with the phone to his ear, which meant Jett was the one snoring in her back. At least it wasn’t the bad kind of snoring, or they were going to have to long chit-chat about that one. Maybe she needed to start looking up snoring spells to nip that habit in the bud before it destroyed her semi-beauty sleep.
She heard Axel mumbling something into the phone.
“It’s hers? Are you certain?” Axel sighed. “Okay. I’ll tell her.”
If Claire wasn’t awake before, the tone in Axel’s voice had her up.
“Axel? What is it?” she asked him.
Axel turned over to brush her cheek with his fingers. “That was Kye,” he said. “We need to go over there to his and Warren’s place right away.”
“Is Charice okay? What is it?”
“Charice is fine. They’re both with her now. It’s about your other sister.”
“Carmen?”
Axel nodded. “They found her necklace with her name on it. It was on the beach, but they couldn’t find her. We need to go. Now.”
Jett apparently was awake too and heard everything because he jumped out of bed to get ready.
“They also said the Mistress of Spirit can’t be found,” Axel said. “Whoever did it may have Carmen too.”
“I knew we should’ve kept El-Board guarded,” Jett said, putting on his jeans. “We’re hunting down whoever did this.”
Claire couldn’t speak or move. Carmen was missing.
“Don’t worry, Claire,” Axel said. “We’ll find her.”
Claire wanted to believe him. If she couldn’t get her sister back, she didn’t know if she could ever forgive herself for letting Carmen go to Firewick alone.
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“What do you mean you did a spell to make her invisible!?” Charice shouted.
“You know Carmen,” Claire shouted back. “She would have found a way to go with or without my help!”
“Without it seems like the saner option,” Charice said.
“Arguing isn’t helping anyone,” Kye said, interrupting them.
“He’s right,” Axel said. “We need to be out there looking.”
Both women stared at their warlocks until Kye lifted his hands in defense, and Axel looked away.
Claire knew they were right, but Charice started it. She had to go and make her feel even guiltier than she already did.
“I’m sorry, Claire,” Charice said. “I’m freaking out.”
“Aren’t I supposed to be doing that?” Claire said, hugging her sister.
“I think we both can share this one.”
Claire tried to smile but couldn’t do it fully. “That’s only fair.”
Charice and Claire tried using locater spells to find Carmen, and both of them came up empty. They even combined their elements, since they now had the stronger backing power of their warlocks. No such luck.
The only thing they could think of was that whoever had Carmen kept her guarded with a cloaking spell of their own. It was going to be harder to find her, but they would die before they gave up.
Claire really didn’t want to think of anyone dying, if she could help it.
She noticed two men near the sliding glass windows. They both were tall and looked like twins, except they had slightly different qualities. One had strawberry-blond hair, and the other was more brown-blond. If she didn’t know better, they looked even more worried than she and Charice were.
Claire pulled back from Charice. “Who are they?” Claire asked.
“They’re my cousins, Ryan and Royce,” Warren said.
“Tell her who else they are,” Charice said.
Warren stalled a little before speaking. “They say they’re her warlocks.”
“Whose warlocks?” Claire asked.
“Carmen’s warlocks,” Charice said for him. “They’re also the ones who ones who found her necklace and the reason she ran off alone.”
“Royce and I are going to find Carmen,” Ryan said. “I promise both of you that.”
He was the darker blond one. The lighter red-haired one she figured was Royce nodded.
“We’ll kill whoever did this,” Royce said.
Claire liked them already. Although she didn’t know them, she saw a familiar look in their eyes. It was the same adoration Kye and Warren had for Charice, and the same exact one Axel and Jett gave her. These men were taken with Carmen, and she had no doubt that every warlock in that room wouldn’t rest until they found her.
“Then it’s settled,” Claire said.
Charice nodded. “Let’s go find our sister,” she said.
Another Brixton couldn’t have said it better.<
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I watched as my male servant, Phoebus, washed my newly-won war prize, Lucian. My eyes savored every naked inch of him.
If it wasn’t for the dirt and dust that covered him, Lucian looked like something that fell from the heavens. He embodied a physical manifestation of one of the goddesses’ consorts. I would have called him Tatras, the male consort to the goddess Lustwana. She was the deity of lust and seduction, and the patron goddess of our Lustania. The way I craved him, Lucian couldn’t be anything but a representation of passion.
Both Phoebus and Lucian stood in the bathing room. Torchlight flickered off the beige marble and colored-fresco walls to give contrast to their skin. I stood in the entryway and admired both from a distance.
Phoebus poured water over Lucian, and the grime fell away to reveal dark hair that hung down his back. Lucian’s sun-kissed skin glistened, and outlines of muscles started from his neck and ended at his feet. What really pulled me in were the ones in his ass that rounded into a shape begging to be squeezed and smacked. Water trickled through his crevice and drained down to his large thighs.
The sweet herb oil came next. Mingled scents of mint and delicious spices filled the air. It covered Lucian’s skin like a liquid sheet and clung to each line and layer.
Phoebus used his experienced hands to massage the oil deep into Lucian’s skin. He grabbed mounds of fleshy muscle and rubbed the mixture all over my new arrival’s body.
I dug my fingers into the bronze, life-like statue of the goddess Lustwana. I leaned against the hard figure as if it kept me from floating away. My grip was the only thing stopping me from walking over and licking the fragrant oil from Lucian’s skin and sucking the remnants off Phoebus’ fingers.
When Lucian turned, his night-shaded eyes met mine. They were still as defiant as the day I claimed him, unwilling to submit to yet another woman as his owner.
He had refused to speak ever since I captured him. He feared his previous mistress, who had treated him with disrespect. That she had the cowardice to cage him like some wild beast made me happy I’d killed her.
Lucian feared me too, at first, until he looked into my eyes. He stilled long enough for me and my warriors to get him away from his old mistress’ camp.
Marlene spoke his name before her death as if she’d loved him, but that wasn’t love. If she had truly cared for him, she would have nurtured his needs. It was my turn, and I made a vow to myself that he would never be treated that way as long as he was mine.
Those same penetrating eyes of his stared at me now, and something darker lurked behind them. Something that promised things he’d do to me when we were alone. He didn’t have to wait long, and I promised a release that was much more satisfying.
“Still eyeing the spoils, Korina?” Eulalia walked up and stood beside me in the entryway. She was my best friend and the strongest fighter, after me. A sister warrior to me in everything but blood, she’d always been at my side as we fought for our city.
I shrugged. “Might as well. He’s mine now.” I made sure I held Lucian’s gaze as I said it. He needed to know that he belonged to me, and I could do whatever I wanted with him. That also meant protecting him like I did all my men, and showing him heights of pleasure he’d never known before. “The sooner he understands that the better he’ll be for it.”
Eulalia laughed. “Guess you’re breaking him in tonight.”
My lips curled into a smile. “No need to hold off the inevitable. He’ll enjoy it. They always do.”
Lucian’s thick cock jerked up at my words. It was large enough to cause both pleasure and pain at the same time for any woman brave enough to receive it, and I knew he would be ready for our long evening together. He didn’t speak, but his manhood did it for him. Creamy moisture leaked out of the tip and crawled down his shaft.
On reflex, I licked my lips. I imagined what it’d be like to have all of him in my mouth as he stood tied up and restrained above me. My own wetness sneaked out and drenched the buckskin bottoms I wore.
Lucian’s eyes stayed on me the entire time. He examined me as much as I did him. His eyes roamed over me and lingered on the mounds of my breasts that peaked out from the matching top. I wondered how he saw my dark-brown skin and braided hair.
He wasn’t distracted by Eulalia’s loosened locks that spread over her shoulders or her slightly lighter skin and ethereal, green eyes, which surprised me since most men followed her with hungry gazes. Phoebus even snuck looks at Eulalia as he poured the last bits of oil on Lucian.
Lucian, however, only had his eyes on me. He watched me as if I was the last gulp of water in a blazing desert, and he couldn’t wait to take it, gulp it down, and savor the remains.
He was wrong if he thought he was going to be the aggressor. I was the hunter, and he was going to be my meal.
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This transportation thing was getting dizzying. Saying the words had taken Charice further down the beach and away from the party. Thank the goddess for that.
The only light around came from the moon that drenched her. It wasn’t full, but strong light flowed down from it.
“I shouldn’t have doubted you,” someone said behind her.
She recognized his voice immediately. Her body relaxed at the thought of being so near him. She could sense his power along with another. She turned to face the men who were her warlocks. Across from her stood both Kye and Warren. Her warlocks. The more she thought it, the more natural it sounded.
If she thought they were sexy before, she was mistaken.
Moonlight made them primal, and their power radiated off of them in bursts. Warren’s shirt hung open to reveal perfect abs, toned muscles, and skin that begged to be touched. His hair hung around his face, and she thought about it dropping over her as he bent down to kiss her and claimed her mouth.
Kye was just as dreamy with his shirt completely gone. He was nothing but muscle and hotness.
Her mind drifted to her licking that chest and roaming over his nipples to test his sensitivity with her lips.
Charice closed her eyes to regain focus. “What did you say?”
“I shouldn’t have doubted you,” Kye said. He slowly made his way toward her as he spoke. “Warren knew. He could tell just by looking at you, touching you.”
He was so close that his body hovered over her and his mouth so near that she could feel his breath. He smelled like the heated Gulf.
Charice stared up at him in awe. An overwhelming need to have him kiss her swept over her like the waves crashing nearby.
“And now?” she asked.
Kye’s hand cupped her chin and forced her to stare in those deep blue eyes. “Now, I know you’re ours. Forever.” He wasted no time before claiming her mouth.
After the initial surprise passed, Charice’s body molded to his. The feel of him emitted power and sex. Kye’s magic spread from his lips and danced over her skin. His tongue taunted hers and picked up a rhythm that commanded she follow. Her hands dug into his arms to hold her body steady. He felt right and all hers.
She could feel their magic testing each other, attempting to merge together to make something mighty and new.
But shouldn’t she be fighting this?
Someone came from behind her and nuzzled her neck. She didn’t have to turn to know it was Warren. His power joined with theirs, hovering around their melded bodies. Her pussy ached from the sensation and would have knocked her down if it wasn’t for the two powerful men supp
orting her. These two men trapping her between them. Their aura radiated off them and into her. They were strangers, and already she was ready to roll around naked with them. Among other things.
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