by Sadie Jacks
“Where did she go? Did someone take her?” Saint asked.
Ten pushed to the surface. He grabbed me by the shoulders. “What has happened to our Mate, guardian?”
I shook him off. “I don’t know. I wouldn’t be standing around here with a thumb up my ass if I knew where she was, now would I? Back off, Ten.”
Saint’s eyes reappeared. “How did you know she was gone?”
“I don’t know, man. She just was.” I explained the sensation.
Everyone looked at each other.
“Tracker. Pull it up,” Taryk said.
I pulled my phone from my pocket. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I should’ve already had the data pulled up.
“Wait. What tracker?” Ransom asked, pushing at Taryk’s shoulder.
“I had a subdermal one implanted in her hairline. In case she was ever kidnapped again, I wanted to be able to find her.”
Ransom seethed. He was so pissed I didn’t even need to see his face. I could feel his rage like waves beating against the shore. In this case, I was the shore.
“Ten, can you find her?” Atlas asked from behind me.
“I can try, but I don’t know where to even begin looking. Our Mate bond is still intact, so I know she’s alive. But that is all I can tell.”
“Saint, please,” Ransom begged.
Ten/Saint nodded. “Let me sit down.”
Four men pulled out chairs for him.
I would have chuckled, but I was too fucking upset with myself to find any humor in the situation.
“Good, you’re all already here. Hurry, Kiema is about to begin her final ascension,” Anda said as she stepped out of the wall. Like legit stepped through it like it was a secret fucking door.
We all turned.
“Where is she?” Ransom rushed over, almost pulled Anda’s arm off.
“I’m here, Ransom. Is everything okay with Tenny?” Kiema asked.
I turned just as the tracker app on my phone went live. The steady beeping told me she was in the same room with me.
Kiema straight up stepped out from the middle of the wall. She looked at everyone. With a wince, I saw the knowledge drop on her head like a truth bomb.
“Damn it, Anda. I thought you said it wouldn’t take that long!” Kiema pouted.
The Goddess of Spirit pushed her towards her mates. “Pout later.”
Anda turned to Ransom and Saint. “Go. She’s about to ascend. She’s going to need her mates. Thank the gods that she didn’t reach her apex in the Gateways.” Anda shuddered delicately.
“Why would that be bad?” Saint asked as he pulled Kiema into his arms.
The goddess pushed through the men, Kiema and Saint in front of her. “The Gateway connects to the Spirit Realm. If she’d ascended in the passageways, then the gods and goddesses would have found her. In her fractured state, she would have been easy prey. And considering the fire power little sister is packing, bitches woulda gone crazy.” Anda winked at me. “Guardians, get ready for a shitstorm of epic proportions.”
I chuckled mentally at Anda’s modern lingo. Can goddesses say bitches be crazy?
“We can say anything we want, Guardian.” She blew me a kiss.
“Oh, and FYI, Ferria is in charge of Iron Serpent,” Kiema said as she was propelled from the room by the goddess. Anda was a fucking bulldozer right now.
Taryk stepped in front of the two women. “Explain.”
Anda snarled at him.
He almost backed down. Almost. With the slightest twitch of his lips, he held his ground. “It’s my job to keep us all safe. This is knowledge we need now more than ever. Especially if Kiema is going to be out of commission. Not to mention two of my other guys.”
Anda stopped. “You have about ten minutes before all hell breaks loose. Use your time wisely.” She stepped back from Kiema, crossed her arms over her chest.
“Kiema. Answers. Now,” Taryk said as he nodded at Anda.
Saint let Kiema go.
Kiema stepped forward and chuckled. “I came in here after getting kicked out of the boys club. I called Anda, we did some training. We went to the Spirit Realm to cross over to get my magic from Iron Serpent. Ferria was there, and had my magic sitting on the desk. I scared the shit out of her. Grabbed my magic spheres, Anda blew on them, and then our local goddess started behaving like an urban culture reject.”
“Wait, wait, wait. Anda blew on your magic balls?” Asher asked, a light in his eyes.
Saint and Ransom slapped him upside the head.
He didn’t even flinch as he kept eye contact with Kiema.
“Yes, Asher. She blew on my balls.” Her eyes darkened as her voice went sultry and smokey. “Did you want me to show you how it felt?”
Ransom and Saint stiffened as Asher’s mouth dropped open.
“Mates. Now,” Anda ordered.
Someone needed to get Kiema under control if she was going to try jumping in everyone’s pants.
Ransom and Saint shot forward. Saint picked Kiema up, dropped her over his shoulder, and the three of them booked it from the labs.
The slam of the heavy doors their final farewell.
All eyes turned to Anda.
She plopped her fists on her hips. “Seriously, guys. Now is not the time you want to be standing around here. Especially in near proximity to each other. She’s going to ascend. Unless you’ve got a special someone you’re very into and have permission to use their bodies however you would like, you need to lock yourselves away from everyone else.”
“What about her last mate and the last two guardians?” I asked.
“Let’s hope they have consenting partners or strong doors.” With that truth bomb, she pushed through the doors.
The rest of us all stood in a circle.
“Fuck!”
As one, we rushed from the room. Sprinting for our homes across the street.
I felt it start as I slid the last lock on my door closed. Like someone was licking my skin from head to toe, it raised goosebumps everywhere the magic touched.
“This is going to get bad,” Taryk said over the implant.
“Or really fucking good,” Asher called out.
My back arched as my cock went from soft to rock hard in the space of an instant.
“Fucking Kiema.”
All the guys echoed the sentiment.
All except for two.
Chapter 40 – Lukas
“Aw fuuuuck meeeee.” My back arched as my dick almost burst from my pants. The fastest hard on in my entire life had me panting like I was trying to put out a bonfire with my breath.
“Luk? You okay, man?” Aeron asked, my hand still wrapped around his lower leg.
“You don’t feel that?” I said as I panted. It felt like someone was pouring lust down my throat, dousing my body in it.
He looked at me oddly. “No, but I can see what it’s doing to you. Are you going to share?” He licked his lips.
“Your body can’t handl—” My words cut off with a hiss. Magic lips and teeth nibbled at every inch of me, simultaneously. I have to get out of here. Have to find somewhere away from people.
I shook my head. Stuffing my hands in my now too tight pants so I didn’t climb the man’s body like it was a tree, I was almost out the doors before my body stopped listening to my commands.
“I can handle anything you want to dish out, mate.” I could hear the hunger in his voice.
Against my will, I was back by his side. I shook my head again. “You don’t want this. I could tear you apart.” My back arched again as another surge of lust slid over my skin.
My clothes were too tight, my skin too hot.
My pants unzipped themselves.
I looked up. Aeron’s violet gaze was locked on my crotch like a piece of metal on a magnet.
I grabbed his chin. His power dropped, but his gaze was bold. Almost pleading.
“Do you want this? Want me?”
He nodded, the stubble on his chin rasping against my palm
. Even that was sexy.
He reached for me, for my pants. With his hand stuck between my jeans and my dick, he stilled.
His eyes rolled back into his head.
“Aeron?” I called. When he didn’t respond, I slapped his cheek lightly. “Oy!”
He came back. A thread of black filtered through the dark purple of his eyes. “That bitch just marked me.”
I tossed my head back in laughter, even as another shudder worked its way over my body. “Welcome to the team, luv. They’re a weird bunch, but they’re family.” I reached down, grabbed his head in my hands, and pulled his mouth to mine.
“But I don’t even like her,” he said against my lips.
“I didn’t either when I first met her. She grows on you.”
I licked into his mouth. Another wave of sex and sin washed over us both.
“Yeah, like a fungus.”
I wrapped a hand around his throat, pulled his face from mine. “Yeah, but you learn to like it. Top or bottom?”
“Who cares? We’re both going to be doing gymnastics our bodies have never done before anyways.” He leaned forward, bit my nipple through my shirt.
“Too fucking right, pet.”
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To be continued in
Warring Magic
Iron Serpent Chronicles Book Three
Releasing April 22, 2020
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SJ
About the Author
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