She lowers herself, but I catch her with a squeeze of her hip before she goes too far. Ever so carefully, I slide the head of my cock along her soaked slit.
Peri whimpers, burrowing her face against my shoulder. I exhale shakily. There’s only one possible order I can give now.
“Tell me what you want.”
“You,” she mumbles immediately. “Inside me. All the way. So deep. Please.”
God, does she really think she has to beg? There’s nowhere in the world I’d rather be.
I guide her down onto me with a swift thrust that propels a groan out of our lungs. Peri’s mouth crashes into mine again. We buck together, the pleasure of our merging radiating through my body and hers. The sensations swirl together into a whirlwind of bliss.
I can’t tell where I end and she begins anymore. All I can do is chase my release and the ecstasy I can feel building in her all the way to the end.
Kissing her hard, I fondle her breast in time with my thrusts. Peri’s gasp stutters across my lips. I barely hold on until she clamps around me with a cry and a flare of brilliant pink all through her hair.
At the clenching of her channel, my cock erupts. I spill myself into her with a few more pumps of my hips before easing us both down together.
Peri slumps into my arms with the most satisfied sigh I can imagine. A flutter that’s not desire but something sweeter passes through my chest.
There really wasn’t anything the least bit horrifying about the sorcery I worked here this evening.
It’s all in how you use it.
I’d like to revel in that understanding and the feel of the woman I love in my embrace for a while longer. Unfortunately, it’s less than a minute before Mirage bursts out of the shadows by the door with an audiblepop.
The fox shifter takes in our combined position with an upward twitch of his lips that fades just as quickly. “No more time for playing around. The bombs are coming.”
28
Periwinkle
“How can they be bombing the city anyway?” I demand as I dash with Mirage through the shadows toward the military part of camp. “Haven’t they seen how angry everyone is about the idea? Do theywantall of human society pissed off at them?”
Mirage lets out a bemused sound. “Lots of big men making lots of big talk. I think the biggest of them is mad that everyone else is mad, and he thinks he’s going to prove them wrong.”
I guess that doesn’t totally surprise me. I can way-too-easily picture Colonel Hueber ranting about how no one else is willing to be tough enough to “do what’s necessary.”
Well, I’m willing to be tough. In my own way, which looks nothing at all like his, but is obviously now more necessary than ever.
I propel myself out of the shadows at the edge of the military area, picking my clothes with particular emphasis on the sturdiness of the leather jacket. My sundress ripples with a flame pattern rather than flowers.
I’m a force to be reckoned with. They have to listen to me.
If only it was that easy.
As I set my hands on my hips, several of the soldiers hustling around the vehicles glance over and pause.
“You can’t go through with this!” I declare in the most commanding tone I can summon. “You’ll spread the shadows all over the place—over this camp, maybe all the way to your homes. I thought you wanted to get rid of the darkness, not blast it all over the place.”
I catch a few snickers and plenty of narrowed eyes.
“Piss off!” one of the soldiers hollers at me, and goes back to tossing equipment into the back of a truck.
They’re packing up, I realize. Evacuating the evacuation site—so they won’t be in range of the aftershock.
Jonah jogs up behind me, slower for having needed to stick to the physical world.
“Peri,” he starts, but at the same moment, three grim men with hunter whips slung on their belts march between the soldiers toward us.
