Surge Of Magic (5 page)

She twisted to the side as if she’d heard something, and that quick view had sexual energy jumping off his skin. He missed her so much. They’d only been apart a short while, but each day made it harder not to be with her. When he’d spoken to Jackson and Connor, both shifters, they said that was similar to what happened in their world. One bite and they were unable to control themselves. While Wendayans weren’t shifters, they had close to the same sexual urges when it came to their soul mate, because their magical energies sought to blend with each other permanently.

Not wanting Teagan to think he was stalking her, he moved back to the path and knocked on her door. “Teagan, it’s me.”

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W
hat was Kip
doing here? The urge to be with him, warred with her determination to keep her distance. It didn’t matter that she wanted to throw herself into his arms and kiss him all night. After speaking with Izzy this evening, she was more confused than ever about what to do. Stay or push him away?

He knocked again and she stood. She couldn’t let him stay out there all night, and knowing Kip, he would. Her heart was pumping way too fast, and if she didn’t calm down, tiny blue sparks of desire would skitter along her skin. Then he’d see how much she really did desire him, and nothing she said would convince him otherwise.

As she stepped over to the door, she rubbed her palms down her pants then opened up. Holy hell. The sight of him made her body vibrate, and her hands actually glowed with sexual desire stronger than ever before. This wasn’t good. No, not good at all, and her objections as to why she shouldn’t be with him disappeared. “Come in.”

His buttoned down white shirt was partway out of his jeans looking like he’d been on the go since early morning, and his shoulder length dark hair was a bit tangled. In light of what he’d been through since finding out about his brother, she was thrilled he looked as good as he did. The biggest telltale sign of his worry though was his slightly bloodshot eyes. His beard appeared fuller and thicker, implying this was the one morning he’d skipped his usual grooming ritual. Regardless of his disheveled look, his black eyes mesmerized her and drew her in like the proverbial moth to a flame.

“I know it’s late, but I needed to see you.”

Whether it was because he could tell she was still attracted to him or because he also wanted to be with her, his body was emitting a faint, shimmering blue as well.

“How’s Randy? Missy told me about the attack. That’s terrible.”

“I’m hoping he’ll be released tomorrow.”

“I’m happy for him.” She didn’t know what else to say. “You want something to drink?”

With his gaze locked onto her face, he kicked the door closed behind him. “What I want is to drink you in.”

His words melted her. She understood that he probably needed something to take his mind off the horrible situation, but geez, she looked a mess. When she reached up to take down the mass of curls from on top of her head, Kip clasped her wrist. “Let me.”

His glow pulsed, and suddenly heat suffused her body. Oh, Goddess. Their sexual exploits had always been intense in the past, causing energy sparks to shoot out at the moment of climax, but this kind of blue signature was new and drew her in like nothing had before.

They should talk about her vision, about why she’d stayed away, and what exactly had happened to Randy, but all she could think about was ripping off Kip’s clothes and making love with him.

Once they were relaxing in the afterglow of sex, they’d be more comfortable, and then they could discuss the future or how he couldn’t be part of hers.

He tugged on her hair and the loose knot fell apart, the long tresses cascading down over her shoulders. His touch set her body on fire, but she needed to stay strong.

The entryway wasn’t a place to make out. “You want to sit down?”

“No. I want to peel away your clothes one piece at a time, and then tease you with kisses and my touch until you come.”

Ooh. Melting.
No one could resist a man like Kip. The blue aura around his body pulsed brighter, confirming what he said was true.

“I won’t stop you.” She couldn’t believe she’d actually said those words out loud, but it was what she really wanted. Both Izzy and Missy had been right. She had missed Kip more and more each day. Maybe if they were together again one more time her thoughts would become clear again.

Get real
. This wasn’t about her mental health. Her body yearned for him, and she wanted to feel his fingers on her skin and his lips all over her body. Pinpricks of anticipation shot up her spine at the thought of making love with him.

One more time
.

That was all she needed to remember him by.

Kip stepped closer, and when he cupped her face and leaned over, she lost it. Her hands found his hips and she drew him close. Their bodies met and her desire exploded. She could feel the outline of his hard cock, and the intense urge to grab a hold of it stunned her.

The kiss that followed truly curled her toes and heated her up from the inside out. Each thrust and parry of his tongue had her hands roaming higher over his back. Loving the way his muscles flexed with each move, she could touch him forever and never get tired of it.

She broke off the kiss. “I need to feel your skin on mine.”

As much as she wanted to slowly lift off his shirt and explore every inch of his body, she could no longer control herself around him. She stepped back. They both must have had the same idea, because they kicked off their shoes at the same time.

“Need you more,” he said. When Kip undid the top few buttons of his shirt then lifted the material over his head, she couldn’t help but stare at his naked chest. The top half was sprinkled with thick dark hair that tapered down into a delectable happy trail, leading to his treasure trove.

Kip slid his hands under her T-shirt, and his warm palms sent bolts of electricity right through her—or at least that was what it felt like. He then took off her tee and let the material float to the carpeted floor.

He whistled. “Did you know I’d be stopping by?”

“No.” Her sixth sense must have known because this morning she’d picked her sexy black lacy bra to wear to work.

Kip lifted one strap and ran his finger underneath the satin straight down to the top of her breast.

“I’ve dreamed of doing this for so long.” His words came out on a breath.

Teagan wouldn’t dare tell him what she had dreamt of. Instead of speaking her wish, she reached out and undid the button on his jeans.

“You’re in trouble now, psychic lady.”

They loved to challenge each other—to see who was better at withstanding the sexual foreplay. “I bet I can make you fold in less than two minutes.” Teagan loved sucking on his cock and trying to break him.

His smile reached his eyes. “I can’t wait two minutes.”

In a flash, she was in his arms, and he was marching them toward her bedroom. He was giving her ample time to tell him no, but the words wouldn’t form. He shouldered his way into the bedroom then set her down.

Thankfully, she’d made her bed this morning, but she had a feeling it wouldn’t stay neat for long.

“Don’t move,” he commanded.

“May I touch you?”

“No.”

The way his blue energy pulsed around his lower regions spoke volumes. He was on the edge, and any aggression on her part could result in early detonation. She didn’t need a mirror to see the blue sparks jumping off her own body every time he touched her.

Kip moved closer, reached around to her back, and then pinched open her bra clasp. The relief was palpable. The seduction had begun, and the urge to drag him to bed right now overwhelmed her, but she wanted to savor their time together. No telling how long she’d be around.

“You are so beautiful,” he said as he dragged the straps down her arms. The brush of his knuckles on her sensitive skin had moisture pooling between her thighs.

“Thank you,” she said, not able to come up with anything else clever to say.

She flexed her fingers then closed her hands into a fist, the temptation to touch him so great. Once he threaded the material through his fingertips, he let the bra drop to the floor. The light next to her bedside must be playing a trick on her because his eyes seemed to have turned a lighter color—dark brown with swirls of emerald green and amber.

Instead of playing with her tits, he walked behind her, pressed his hard chest to her back, and dipped his head so that his lips were close to her ear. He drew in an audible breath. “I love your scent.”

It was probably the incense and the slight residue of oil on her hands that he smelled, but she didn’t want to break the spell by mentioning it. “What does it smell like?”

He lowered his nose to her neck and inhaled again. “Creamy peaches. Or maybe malt whiskey.”

She laughed and spun around to face him. “You are such a liar.”

He winked. “Does it matter?”

“No.”

“Good, now kiss me.” When he captured her lips, pure pleasure pulsated through her.

At the same time, they both reached between them to undo each other’s pants, but their hands got tangled up. They laughed. More than likely that was a much-needed release of tension for both of them.

Kip swatted away her hands. “I’ll go first. You’re making a mess of things.”

“Me?”

He smiled, and she nearly swooned. He was such a handsome man with his straight nose, wide-set eyes and strong brow and chin. He undid her pants and pulled them down quickly. Holding onto him for balance, she stepped out of them. Now all that remained were her panties.

Instead of removing them, he cupped her waist and leaned over. The first tug on her right nipple turned her on way too much. This wasn’t good. She wanted to prove to herself that she could survive without him, and right now her chances of success looked really slim.

His tongue made circles around the tip igniting total bliss to spread throughout her, and causing Teagan to arch her back and press down on his shoulders. Each suckle he lavished on her caused even more sparks to shoot throughout her body, and she wasn’t sure how much longer she would last. Damned lust.

When he dropped to his knees, he tugged off her panties then spread her legs. Teagan virtually gave up on control. His masterful tongue always pushed her over the edge faster than she wanted, but this time instead of flicking her clit, he slipped two fingers inside her.

“Someone’s excited,” Kip said with a smile.

“You’re smug now, but wait until I do my magic on you,” she said. He wiggled his fingers, forcing her to stand on her tiptoes. Oooh, there would be consequences for his action.

“I can’t give you that chance.”

Just as she was about to complain, he swiped his tongue across her opening, and she sucked in a big breath of air. “Not fair.”

“It’s been too long.” He glanced up at her, sending a clear signal as to whose fault that was.

If she’d been able to think clearly in any way, she would have argued. Right now, however, she was at his mercy and really needed a release badly. When he tugged on her clit, her climax descended with a force strong enough to nearly knock her down, and the resulting scream came out strangled.

Kip pressed back onto his heels and stood. “You came.”

“What was your first clue?” She did enjoy sparring with him.

“For giving me sass, I’ll have to cut short the foreplay.”

Oh, darn. He walked her backward to the wall, twisted her around, and pressed on her shoulders. Kip had always loved coming in from behind—and she loved it too. It didn’t seem to matter that they were only a few feet away from her bed.

Teagan planted her hands on the wall for support, ready to receive his cock. As much as she’d wanted to suck on him first, he might burst too soon. Since she had stayed away from him for so long, it was understandable that he too needed the release.

“I hope you’re prepared,” he said, “To tame the beast.”

She laughed at his shifter envy. “I’ll try.”

He slipped his hands under her, cupped her breasts, and then pressed them together. Oh, how she enjoyed the pressure.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” he whispered.

From the way his hands shimmered, she could take a good guess. When he brushed his thumbs against her tender nipples, she ignited again. “What are you waiting for?”

She shouldn’t be desperate after her climax, but she was. Something about Kip turned her on like no one else could, and the second the tip of his cock pressed against her opening, waves of anticipation washed over her.

He slid his hands down to her waist and pressed his chest against her back. The masculine feel of his muscles on her skin sent tiny shock waves along her spine. His fingers tightened right before he drove his cock into her.

Whoa! Excitement exploded inside her as his big cock caused tremors to radiate throughout her. “Yes.”

His lips found her neck and he kissed his way up to the shell of her ear. “I’ve missed you so much.”

Teagan didn’t want to think how much her actions had hurt him, and while her guilt would surely come later, right now, she needed him. “Prove it.”