Witch Way to Love (7 page)

The
air grew heavy, charged, and she could smell magick in the air. She knew it wasn’t
the witch and demon. This
magick
smelled pure, not
diluted by hatred and evil. Before her very eyes, the image of the demon and
witch wavered, stuttered like a TV trying to go out, and then they disappeared.
She cried out, not wanting to be left behind. What if another demon came along?
What if she was discovered by someone worse than
Asmoth
?

She
began to despair when something started to happen. She felt infused by warmth
and love. Her skin began to glow, and then she blinked out of Hell and
reappeared in the field near her town. The sight before her took her breath
away. Cade stood front and center, flanked by the head warlock, Jared, and the
alpha, Micah.
Behind them stood several warlocks and most of
the werewolf pack.
It seemed they’d come to fight, if that’s what it
took.

What
she didn’t understand was if they’d pulled her out of Hell, why was a fight
necessary? Why hadn’t they just brought her home and left things alone? People
were going to die if they went down this path. She could feel it. She wanted to
run to Cade, throw her arms around him, and tell him she was sorry for doubting
him. Maybe if she hadn’t pushed him away, none of this would have happened. Yes,
she was still upset that he’d bitten her without discussing it with her first,
but maybe she’d overreacted.

The
furball
might be overbearing, but he was growing on
her. The sex had been explosive, the best she’d ever had, and she had to wonder
if perhaps it was because she was destined to be his mate. She believed in
destiny, in the Fates. Had this happened to her because she’d doubted their
plan for her? She couldn’t understand why the demon would have taken her.

She
couldn’t hear what was being said, but Cade was addressing the demon and witch.
He looked confident, in control.
Breena
hoped that
was true. She’d been concerned when she’d thought he would be facing the demon
and witch alone, but now that she saw he had a small army with him, she wasn’t
quite as worried. She didn’t want anyone to die, but she didn’t want to remain
in the clutches of the demon either.

The
demon lifted his hands and a pulse of red light shot out, hitting Cade right in
the chest. Her
werelock
stumbled but didn’t fall.
Whatever he’d been hit with, he was strong enough to withstand it. She watched
as Cade fought back, shooting balls of white light at the demon, energy balls
that looked like they were charged with lightning. Jared and Micah launched an
attack on the witch, the warlock distracting her with magick while the alpha
knocked her to the ground. Chaos ensued around them as warlocks and werewolves
joined in the fight, everyone wanting a piece of the demon and witch.

Cade
was unable to hold the demon on his own. Two warlocks flanked him, both
launching spells at
Asmoth
, while Cade began his own
incantation.
Breena
wanted to help, but without her
wand, she was helpless against them. She could do small spells, but nothing
that would be of any use in a fight. Her heart raced in her chest as she
watched the scene unfold.

Whatever
Cade was doing, it was creating a large energy ball, or at least that’s what it
looked like. The light grew until it encompassed the demon from head to foot,
wrapping him in the bright, white light.
Asmoth
screamed and thrashed, unable to break the bonds of the spell. The warlocks
flanking Cade helped hold the demon in place while the magick ran its course.
The spell pulsed with energy,
then
a beam shot
straight up from the middle of the orb, the light sucking the life force from
the demon. She watched as the red and black sludge that rose from the demon
evaporated in the air.

It
seemed like it took forever, but
Breena
knew only
minutes passed. The demon seemed to collapse in on
himself
until there was nothing else but smoke and ash. When Cade was finished, he
turned his attention on the witch, who was struggling to break free from the
grasp of two werewolves and the binding spell a warlock had placed on her. The
purple haze had wrapped around her like tight ropes, binding her arms in place.

Cade
withdrew something from his pocket, a small satchel. Without pause, he launched
it at the witch, the werewolves letting go a split second before it hit. She
screamed. Red smoke streamed from her pores and filled the air. Everyone took a
step back, giving her room, obviously not wanting the smoke to touch them. She
couldn’t blame them. It was probably toxic. Whatever Cade had used, it was
potent and very effective. After a few minutes, the smoke dissipated and the
witch slumped to the ground.

Breena
wasn’t sure if
the woman was dead, or had merely passed out. Either Cade had stripped her of
her powers and had drawn the evil from her, or he had killed the woman.
Breena
couldn’t summon a single ounce of pity for the
creature, knowing that the woman would have killed her without a second
thought. Cade stopped and looked around. When his gaze settled on her, she
broke into a run, launching herself into his arms.

“I’m
sorry,” she said, as she buried her face against his neck. “I never should have
pushed you away, never should have—”

“
Shh
. You did what you had to do,” he said. “I don’t blame
you for what happened. This wasn’t your fault, it was mine.”

She
pulled back, looking up into his eyes. “How was
this your
fault?”

“By
claiming you, I put you in danger. I have many enemies,
Breena
.
I doubt this will be the last time someone tries to use you against me. I can
ward your home
better,
etch the wards directly on your
skin, if you’ll allow me to do so. But even then, there’s no guarantee someone
won’t come for you, find you, and take you prisoner, hoping that I’ll agree to
their demands to get you back.”

“Surely
they’ll think twice about it now that you’ve taken down a demon and a vile,
black-arts-casting witch.”

He
shook his head. “If anything, it will make them want to take me on. I just
painted a bull’s eye on you, sweetheart, and for that, I’m truly sorry. I’m
not, however, sorry for claiming you as mine. Mates are extremely rare,
especially for my kind, and I couldn’t let you get away.”

She
cuddled closer to him. “Take me away from here, Cade. I need a bath and a
cleansing spell.”

“Anything
you want, but I’m afraid your home isn’t ready for you right now. I’ll have
someone come in and clean
it,
put everything to
rights. I’ll buy you new furniture, if you wish, or have yours
magickally
repaired.”

She
toyed with a button on his shirt. “Actually, I was thinking I could stay with
you for a little while, see how things go.”

His
heart raced under her palm, and she knew her words had excited him. It was
obvious he liked the idea of having her in his home. He was probably thinking
of having her in his bed, a place she was more than willing to be, and soon.
Her time with the demon had allowed her to think. Cade was correct. Mates were
rare, even for witches. She would be foolish to squander this opportunity.

“Do
you mean that?” he asked.

She
nodded. “Take me home, Cade.”

He
gave her that slow, sexy smile that had made her knees weak when she’d first
met him and, with a snap of his fingers, he
translocated
them from the field to his home. She should probably point out that he hadn’t
thanked anyone who had fought by his side, but she figured now wasn’t the time.
They could send out engraved thank-you cards later.
Much
later.

Cade
lifted her into his arms and carried her into the bathroom, a room that was
easily twice the size of hers. The large garden tub was big enough for three people,
the shower just as big. He set her down and began stripping off her clothes
before removing his own. It seemed she was going to have some help bathing, and
she tingled in all the right places just thinking about it. He started the
shower, sticking his hand under the stream as he adjusted the water. Seeming
satisfied, he turned to her and held out his hand.

Breena
placed her palm
in his and allowed him to assist her into the shower. He followed her into the
large enclosure and closed the door. The double showerheads felt heavenly as
they washed away the stink of Hell. Already, she felt better.
 
Cade squirted some shower gel in his hand,
and she noted it was a feminine scent. Her eyebrow lifted as she looked up at
him, silently asking why he had it.

“I
wanted to be prepared for whenever you agreed to stay here. I had hoped it
would be soon, but I wasn’t going to push you.”

His
hands smoothed the gel on her skin as he washed away the grime. His calloused
hands sent shivers down her spine. Cade didn’t linger very long on any part of
her body. It seemed he was more intent on washing her than seducing her, but
the promise in his eyes guaranteed that more was to come.

When
he finished cleaning her, she took the time to explore his body. She hadn’t
gotten as much of an opportunity the last time they were together, and she
wanted to memorize every dip, every curve,
every
bit
of tanned, muscular flesh. She cleaned him as well as he’d washed her, enjoying
the task immensely. When she was finished, she decided to perform a lick test.
She sank to her knees before him and gave him a wicked smile.

“What
are you doing?” he asked.

“The lick test.”

He
arched a brow. “Lick test?”

“Let
me show you.” She leaned forward and licked his erect cock from base to tip.

Cade
hissed in a breath as she wrapped her hands around his hips. She continued to
lick water droplets from his hard shaft before taking him into her mouth,
sucking gently. He tasted even better wet than he had the night they were
together, and she hadn’t thought that was possible. She sucked on him long and
hard, enjoying every moment of it.

He
threaded his fingers through her wet hair, guiding her motions, but not
forcefully. She liked the attention and doubled her efforts. She wanted him to
come, wanted to taste him. No, she needed to.
Breena
couldn’t explain what was driving her, but she needed Cade in every way she
could possibly have him. She’d do anything he asked of her, even things she’d
never dared to before with anyone.

“
Breena
, you need to stop,” he said.

She
ignored him and kept sucking and licking.

“Sweetheart,
I’m going to come if you don’t stop.”

If
anything, she sucked harder, longer. It wasn’t long before she was rewarded for
her efforts and he came, shooting down her throat, filling her mouth with his
essence. She swallowed every drop, loving the taste of him. When he was
finished, she licked him clean and rose to her feet, feeling more than a little
pleased with herself.

“That
was very naughty of you,” he admonished. “Did it make you wet, making me come
like that?”

Her
palms slid up his chest.
“Maybe.”

He
spread her legs, his hand delving between her folds to caress her. When he
plunged two fingers inside of her, she whimpered, pleasure spiraling through
her. She wanted more, so much more. Her nipples hardened at the mere thought of
him filling her.

“Oh
yeah, my baby is wet,” he said, pulling his fingers from her and sucking her
cream from the digits.

The
sight was highly erotic and made her clench her thighs, trying to stave off the
growing need inside of her. She glanced down and saw that he was already hard
again. She
ached
as she thought of him filling her,
stretching her, making her feel whole.
Breena
wanted
him, needed him, and she didn’t want to wait for a bed. Here, in the shower,
was more than good enough.

He
kissed her, his mouth demanding as he drank from her lips. She twined her
fingers in his hair, holding him close, and pressed her body to his. The hard
planes of his body ignited a fire within her, one that only he could quench—him
and his cock.

“In me.
Now,” she
begged.

He
started to turn her, but she balked.

“I
want to look in your eyes when you take me,” she said. “Please.”

“Whatever you want.”
He kissed her
again as he backed her toward the shower wall.

Using
his shoulders to brace herself, she gave a little hop and wrapped her legs
around his waist, opening herself to him. His cock bobbed against her, hard and
ready. Cade wrapped his hands around her waist, pulled her away a tiny bit, and
entered her with one thrust, burying himself to the hilt inside of her. She
felt her pussy clasp him, clenching down as he entered her. He felt oh so good,
but she wanted him to move, needed him to.

He
pulled his hips back then thrust forward again, gliding into her. She curled her
fingers around his biceps.
Breena
loved the feel of his
muscles bunching beneath her palms. Her
werelock
was
so strong, so capable, and so hers. He drove into her again, making her cry out
in ecstasy. As he picked up the pace, she held on for the ride, loving every
minute of it. She felt her body coiling tighter and tighter as she reached for
the pinnacle she knew was near. He plunged into her deep, coming inside of her,
his hips rocking against hers as he rode out his climax. As he entered her one
last time, she came apart in his arms, tightening her legs around his waist and
clawing at his back and shoulders.