Destiny's Magick by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Format: epub
Published: 2010-02-13T07:26:19+00:00

The corollary to the rule that a coven leader mates for life is that the relationship which leads to the conjunction of the complements must be based on trust, belief, and love. -Covendom Rules, page 6.

Morgan, Ltd. Headquarters

Drake sat on the edge of the bed. He couldn't tear his gaze away from Rhea.

After she'd fainted, he could think of nothing but carrying her away to a place where no one could find them, far away from all the trouble brewing in the air. Instead, he'd transported them back to his apartment.

One of the elders adept in healing had pronounced her healthy, but fatigued. Her loss of consciousness was just her way of dealing with the stress she'd been under the last few weeks, and a serious lack of sleep.

Drake regretted her current state of exhaustion and the part he'd played. Given more time and space, he could've arranged to meet and properly court her. But Bettencourt and his spies and cohorts hadn't permitted that course of action. Thus, he had to woo her on the ethereal plane, which contributed to her collapse.

Of course, her discovery of her heritage and her destiny probably hadn't helped the strain on her emotions, either.

Stretching out a hand, he gently stroked her arm from elbow to fingertips as it lay on top of the covers. Such beautiful skin. Just touching her, even in this casual way, aroused him to the point of delicious pain. He inhaled her scent-vanilla, ylang ylang, and something else peculiarly her own. His mouth watered. It was all he could do not to lean over and lick the pulse throbbing at the base of her neck to see if she tasted as good as she smelled.

Rhea moaned, then moved restlessly against the engulfing blankets.

Her moans reminiscent of the ones she produced right before she climaxed during their out-of-body encounters caused his gut to clench and his penis to grow even harder.

"She's mine." Saying it out loud underlined the truth of the words in his mind.

As her movements against the covers became more frantic, Drake couldn't restrain himself. He had to hold her close; let her know that she wasn't alone and that he cared enough to provide more than mind-blowing sex. He wanted her to associate him with comfort, also.

Who was he kidding? It would comfort him to hold her. She could have been stolen from him forever today, if her grandmother hadn't been there to protect her.

Drake slipped off his shoes, then stood up. He pulled back the covers and began to edge his way into bed alongside her when the door to the room slammed shut.

"You promised her until midnight Saturday," Betsy said.

With a feral snarl, Drake glared toward the doorway. Elspeth and Betsy stood inside.

"Don't you know how to knock?"

"We did," Betsy said, shooting him an insouciant grin. "You must not have heard us. Busy?"

"Shut up, Betsy," growled Drake. "Or, I'll give you the spanking Keir forgot to give you today."

"Promises. Promises." Betsy walked farther into the room, then stopped and looked pointedly at Drake, then at Rhea.

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