Dangerous Magic

by T. J. Finn

  “I had tracked them going south to Durango. It’s not that big of a leap to think they were heading to New Mexico. Definitely call your dad and see if he or anyone has noticed any strangers roaming around, but I think we head south and not worry why those men were going the opposite way.”

  Claire looked up, still chewing her lip nervously, then a wide smile spread across her lips. The frown lines on her forehead smoothed out, and she sat back a little. If Finn wasn’t mistaken, it seemed like no one had shown any faith in her for a long time. Or perhaps she didn’t have any faith in herself. But what she said made sense.

  He let his eyes roam over her a moment, taking in the way the sweatshirt she wore did nothing to hide her curves, molding over her ample breasts and falling just above her waist. With full, kissable lips, her smile was radiant and sent his heart beating at a fast, steady rhythm. His wolf seemed to reach out to her again, as if reaching out to its mate. He had never had his wolf act this way toward any female.

  The way she had thrown herself into his arms when he finally agreed to let her join him was etched in his mind. Every curve of her body had fit against him, and the kiss, well the first kiss had been quick but the second one had made his world spin, taking his breath away. But it was the way she had reacted after. She’d been nervous and unsure and it had him wanting her like he’d wanted nothing else.

  Finn swallowed then leaned over, his eyes never leaving hers. A smile tugged at his lips when she leaned closer to him, meeting him halfway, as if she could read his mind even though she said she couldn’t. A small voice in his head told him to stop, but he didn’t listen. Instead, he tilted his head slightly and his lips met hers in a soft lingering kiss. A log in the fireplace popped, and the fire crackled but it might as well have been the electricity in the air around them snapping and crackling.

  The kiss was innocent enough, but her soft whimper was his undoing. The heat started in his chest, moving through his arms, then through the rest of his body. He moved, and she moved with him, leaning back as he moved over her. His hand cupped the back of her neck, sliding into her hair. He fisted it gently as his tongue swept inside her mouth. He cradled her head, careful that she didn’t bump it on the floor, and let his body mold against her luscious curves.

  His other hand moved to her hip, moving up and slipping under the sweatshirt she wore. Her skin was warm and soft, while her unique scent mixing with her arousal surrounded him. Moving his hand across her skin, he stopped just below her bra, his thumb making tiny circles on her skin. She raised one knee, letting him settle into the apex of her thighs, then wrapped her arms around him, her hands moving along the muscles of his back.

  Finally, the need to breathe had him lifting his head, and he knew, when he looked down at her, it wasn’t with his hazel eyes but the gold of his wolf. She looked up at him, panting softly, licking her swollen lips.

  “Claire, I want you.” His voice was thick with desire and he held his breath as he waited for her response.

  Chapter 7

  Claire

  The thunderous beat of Claire’s heart echoed in her ears and her skin tingled from head to toe. His thumb was doing delicious things to her, and she ached with a longing she couldn’t ever remember feeling. No one had ever made her feel like this from just a kiss. She’d had sex before, not a lot, but enough to know that there was something different in the feelings and sensations Finn brought forth to wash over her.

  She swallowed, then took a breath before she nodded.

  “I want you too, Finn.”

  Finn’s smile wasn’t big, but it still caused a hitch in her throat. He dropped his head and captured her lips in a deep, sensual kiss that she felt clear to her toes. He rocked his hips, and she felt his hard shaft pressing against her hip and was sure he could feel her heat through her sweatpants.

  Finn’s lips moved from hers as he trailed kisses across her cheek and down to her neck, nipping at the skin, leaving a trail of fire behind. Running his tongue across her skin, he nipped at a sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder, sending a cascade of goosebumps over her skin. She slipped her hands beneath his shirt, her fingers digging into the muscles of his back. He was hard and lean and hers. At least for that moment. Who knew what would happen when they could dig themselves out, but she had him until then.

  Chilly air engulfed Claire when he suddenly sat up, his eyes dark and heated, tinged in gold, as he looked down at her. He grabbed the hem of her sweatshirt and before she knew what he was doing, he’d swept it off her, tossing it aside, then unclasped her bra, pushing each side away. Suddenly feeling shy, she went to cover herself but he caught her wrists and stared down at her.

  “Don’t hide yourself from me, Claire. I plan to devour every inch of you and I’m starting here.”

  Finn caressed her full, round breasts, his hand molding and reshaping them, then tweaked the pink-tipped peaks. Licking his lips, he moved down her body until he captured one hardened nipple between his teeth. His tongue swirled around it, then he sucked before swirling around again.

  Claire felt each tug of his teeth, heat shooting like a bullet straight to her core. She didn’t know if a woman could have an orgasm just by a man suckling her breasts, but she could feel a burst of pleasure as her body tightened, aching for more.

  Letting go of one nipple with a soft pop, Finn moved to the other one, showing it as much if not more attention. She spread her knees, allowing him to settle against her again as she arched into the attention his mouth was giving to her nipple.

  Finn gave one final nip to her breast before he kissed down her body. She shivered when he scraped his teeth along her skin, nipping and kissing down to her stomach. His tongue swirled around her belly button, dipping into it then circling around it again. Claire had never thought the belly button was an erogenous zone, but boy was she mistaken. He slowly ran his tongue around it and she hissed, arching her hips. She felt him chuckle against her skin before he moved his mouth lower.

  When Claire felt him stop kissing, she raised her head and found him watching her. A wicked grin spread across his lips and he hooked his fingers into her sweats and panties. “I’m going to taste you, Claire. I can smell you and it’s driving me crazy. I’m going to lap up every bit of your sweet honey until you scream and then I’m going to do it again.”

  Claire felt him tug, and she lifted her hips, watching her sweatpants and panties join her shirt laying on the floor. He sat back on his knees for a moment and took her in. Again, she tried to cover herself, but his look had her going still. The look in his eyes could only be described as hunger and it was hot as hell, causing a tremor to ripple through her body. She’d had no one look at her like that.

  Finn positioned himself between her legs, spreading her knees wide to fit his broad shoulders. He ran one finger down her wet, swollen folds, gently opening her, then moved his finger up to circle and press against her hard, sensitive clit. “You are so beautiful, Claire.”

  Claire lifted her head and gave him a shaky smile before she dropped back to the floor, moaning when his tongue replaced his finger. He feasted on her then, his tongue lapping at her wetness as it pressed and circled the hardened nub. She felt, rather than heard, the low growl he made when his tongue dipped inside her, swirling around then moving back up to her clit.

  “God, you are so wet, Claire. Wet for me.”

  “Yes.” Claire’s voice was breathy as she writhed on the floor under his expert touch. “Please, Finn.”

  Claire trembled, her fingers digging into his hair and her hips arching into him until he put one hand on her stomach to keep her still. Pleasure washed over her as her blood ran hot, while liquid heat flooded Finn’s tongue. Her body thrummed as she tugged at his hair, her moans getting louder, her breath coming in pants.

  “Come for me, Claire. I want to taste all of you.”

  Finn dropped his head and lapped at her cream, then ran his finger through her velvet soft folds again, circling her wet, slick entrance befor
e dipping his finger inside her. She moaned at the intrusion, then gasped as he added another finger. He hooked his fingers and found the tiny little bundle of nerves inside her, while his mouth found her engorged bud again. As he thrust his fingers inside her, brushing against those nerves over and over, he sucked hard on her clit.

  Claire’s cries filled the cabin, her hips thrusting up off the floor. He pushed her back down and continued to lick, suck, and fuck her with his fingers. She was a bundle of sensations, her body tightening then exploding under his expert touch.

  Claire wasn’t sure she could take anymore when he lifted his head and crawled up her body. She was breathing hard, feeling like she’d just run a marathon, when she opened her eyes and looked up at him. The satisfaction on his face made her laugh softly. “You are quite pleased with yourself, aren’t you, Finn?”

  The grin Finn gave her was heart-stopping. “Damn straight I am.” He kissed her then and she could taste herself on his lips. “I could feast on you all day. You taste amazing.”

  Claire’s cheeks warmed, and she kissed him again while tugging at his clothes. “I’m laying here naked and you still have your clothes on. I didn’t think that’s quite fair.”

  A wicked light came into Finn’s eyes. Then, moving quickly, he stood, and she watched him undress. His body was amazing, lean, firm, and gorgeous. His chest was broad and muscled, with a spattering of hair. She’d never seen a true six-pack before, and she licked her lips when she saw his hard abs and the little bit of hair that trailed lower.

  Claire’s eyes moved over him and she heard him groan when her heated gaze found his hard erection, straining and reaching out to her. He leaned down and took her hand, pulling her up to him, and kissed her. “Bedroom now, Claire. The things I want to do to you deserve to be done in a bed.”

  Claire couldn’t help her light laugh as he plucked her up like she was light as a feather and hauled her off to her bedroom. When they stepped into the chilly room, she snapped her fingers and a fire roared to life in the fireplace, its heat filling the room. He turned his head to her with a raised eyebrow. “Nice trick.”

  Claire gave him a playful grin. “That’s not my only trick, trust me.”

  Finn growled low and tossed her onto her bed. He stood at the edge of the bed as she bounced, her laugh however, died slowly on her lips at his look. “What is it, Finn?”

  “It just dawned on me I don’t have any protection, Claire.” They looked at each other a few moments before she spoke.

  “I’ve only had sex with one man and that was about a year ago and I’m on the pill.”

  The corner of Finn’s mouth tilted up. “Only one?” She nodded. “Being a shifter, I don’t get STDs.”

  Claire smiled the sexiest smile. “I know.”

  Chapter 8

  Finn

  Finn’s skin was on fire from the way Claire’s heated eyes were roaming over his body. He was impossibly hard by the time her gaze moved down his chest to his cock. It strained toward her as if it had a mind of its own and knew where paradise lay. Her eyes met his and a slow, seductive smile spread across her lips.

  “You are the sexiest man I have ever seen.” Claire’s hoarse voice held a slight tremor, as if she found speaking difficult.

  Finn’s look was serious as he fell to the bed, moving toward her as she moved further back toward the headboard. She lay back on the pillows and he moved over her, his body covering hers. He looked down at her, his expression serious. “I don’t know if that is a compliment or not. You’ve only been with one other man. So, unless you’ve seen hundreds of naked men…” He let his voice trail off as her lips twitched.

  “Touché, Finn.” Claire reached up to run her hands over his hard, muscled chest then over his arms and up to his neck. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled his head down until she brushed her lips over his. “I need you.”

  Finn’s breath hitched at her throaty confession. He’d never been with a woman like Claire before, curious and bold yet still shy and tentative when she touched him. He captured her lips in a deep sensual wet kiss, devouring her whole mouth as his tongue swept past her lips to brush up against hers. He swallowed her whimper before moving from her lips to nip and kiss his way across her jaw to her neck.

  Her skin was silky soft as it heated from his touch. He scraped his teeth along the delicate skin of her neck as his wolf stirred. The word ‘mate’ echoed in his mind again and he pushed both the word and his wolf aside. His wolf wanted to claim Claire right then and there and it took as his willpower to push the animal down. This was not a mating. This was sex. It was that simple. But even as he thought the words, he wondered briefly if he was trying to convince his wolf or himself.

  Finn lifted his head and looked down at her, her lips swollen and her eyes heavy and heated. Brushing his lips over hers, he leaned down to whisper hoarsely in her ear. “Open for me, Claire.”

  She trembled at his voice in her ear and she opened her knees wider, allowing him to settle between her silky thighs. His hard cock pressed at her entrance and she rocked her hips against him, letting just the tip slide in. “Nice and slow, baby. Let your body adjust to me.”

  Claire caught her bottom lip between her teeth and nodded. He could feel her heart beating hard against her chest and her muscles were tense.

  He rocked his hips, slipping a little further into her tight sheath, letting her body stretch and adjust to his girth. Finn raised up on his arms and thrust again, their collective moans filling room as he slid the rest of the way in.

  “God, baby, you’re so tight. I’m not sure how long I can last.” The words sounded tortured, even to his ears. He moved, pulling out and slowly thrusting back inside her.

  Claire’s hands moved up his arms, her fingers digging into his muscles, urging him on. “Please, Finn. I need…”

  He kissed her, then lifted his head. “I know you need, baby.” He slid out again, but this time he thrust hard and fast, filling her completely. Her moan was loud, and she arched her body to meet his next thrust. Soon he set up a steady rhythm, alternating between hard and slow, going as deep as he could.

  Claire arched her body, rocking her hips against him, meeting him thrust for thrust. He ground his pelvis against her with each thrust, pressing and rubbing against her already sensitive swollen clit. He angled his hips when he slid into so that his hard cock rubbed against the tiny bundle of nerves deep inside. The combination had her rushing toward the edge of an abyss she couldn’t remember ever being near.

  Finn felt her muscles tighten, her body squeezing him, and he started moving faster, pulling out and slamming into her harder and faster each time. He loved the little noises she was making each time he hit her g-spot, the mewing noises she made when he rocked his hips so he rubbed against her clit. He had a momentary thought he’d found home, the place where he belonged before her fingers dug further into his arms and she cried out his name as her body exploded around him.

  Claire’s orgasm triggered his, and he thrust one more time, sliding so far into her he was certain he had touched her heart, then threw his back and roared out his own release. He continued to rock into her until he was spent, then collapsed on top of her, resting his head against her forehead. They both took a moment, their bodies trembling, riding out the tiny explosions that were still washing over them, slowly coming back down to earth.

  Finn opened his eyes and lifted his head to look down at her until she opened her own eyes. They both smiled, then she laughed softly. “Wow.”

  Wow is right, Finn thought. He’d never experienced something so simple that rocked his entire world. No woman had felt like Claire did as she held him, his body nestled against hers as if they’d been made for each other. His wolf stirred again, but he pushed him back down. He didn’t want to ruin the moment by overthinking it.

  He pulled out of her and rolled to her side, pulling her close and tucking her curves against his body. They lay in silence for a moment, both lost in their thoughts as C
laire lay her hand on his chest, making little circles in the soft hair with her fingers.

  Chapter 9

  Claire

  Claire sat up, shielding her eyes from the bright sun shining through her bedroom window. Squinting as she looked outside, she saw that it had finally stopped snowing. Her heart gave a little twist. A part of her was sad. She’d had almost two full days with Finn, and it was not nearly enough. Would he want to see her again after they caught Corbin?

  Yesterday had been the best of her life. Finn had been demanding in bed but fun and oh so very attentive. She looked beside her where he slept peacefully, reaching out to brush his hair off his forehead. His eyes fluttered open, and she smiled. “Good morning.”

  Finn grunted and moved closer to her, wrapping his arm around her waist and laying his head in her lap. Laughing, she slowly brushed her fingers through his hair.

  “You’re not much of a morning person, are you?”

  “Nope, unless I have a sexy as hell redhead sleeping next to me, but then I get grumpy again when she’s trying to sneak out of bed and leave me alone.”

  Claire laughed when he tugged her down to him, kissing her. He tightened his hold on her and rolled onto his back until she was straddling him. “You are gorgeous in the mornings.”

  A soft flush crept across Claire’s cheeks as she shook her head, leaning down to kiss him. “I know differently, but thank you.” She kissed him, then raised her head. “It stopped snowing during the night and the sun is out. I think we should get up and dig ourselves out so we can get going.”

  Finn growled low and cupped the back of her neck, pulling down for another kiss. He nipped at her bottom lip until she parted her lips, allowing him to delve in. His tongue swept into her hungry mouth, gliding across her own tongue. The kiss itself was warm and wet, causing Claire to sigh softly, relaxing on top of him. His hand moved down her back and over her bare ass as she became acutely aware of how hard he was getting beneath her.