Hers to Bewitch by Heather Long

Author:Heather Long [Long, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: After Glows Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

12

Cool ocean breezes washed over her. Cassie’s mouth pulled into a wide smile as she looked up at the Milky Way spread out like diamonds scattered on black velvet. It should be a sight drunk in every night. It made her feel a part of the universe, but city lights blotted it out, overwhelming this image—this sense of connection—until everyone walked alone in a personal bubble of pain, convictions, and commitments.

“Wow.”

Unease rippled through her stomach. If she closed her eyes, she could feel their hands on her bare flesh. She could feel the ripples of goose bumps as they raced across her.

Jacob folded against her left side, his body long, hard, and hot where it pressed against her. Helcyon flanked her right, his hand smoothing over the flesh of her shoulder, stroking with wild gentleness that left her breathless.

Jacob was the solid rock. Helcyon was the tireless wind.

Carefully, her eyes slanted open. The scene remained unchanged. The water beat against the shore in front of her, and overhead the stars glittered.

“You overstep, elf.” Jacob’s growl jerked her back to her companions.

Helcyon waved airily at Jacob. “It will be easier if she can see. She can see when we are connected.”

“Stop arguing for five minutes.” The air tasted briny with a hint of honeysuckle. The plants must line the cliffs at the far side of the beach. The breeze tickled their perfume, releasing it into the night air. She couldn’t get past how this was possible. She could still feel their hands on her, but they weren’t even standing next to her.

A fast glance down revealed that she was sheathed in some kind of silky cotton dress. It skimmed the tops of her thighs and wrapped around her neck. Relief thumped through her heart followed quickly by wonder.

“It’s beautiful.”

“It’s you,” Jacob said simply. He stood to her right, his hands tucked into his pockets. His white dress shirt was open below his throat. His bare feet in the sand contrasted with the charcoal-gray suit pants. His ruddy brown hair ruffled in the wind while a growth of stubble kissed his face. Jacob Book was prim and primal, proper and Prospero, a dark angel come to life.

“I can taste your desire, and while I admire the thought, it would make me feel better if we could focus more on the issues at hand.” Helcyon stood a few feet to her left. His dark hair, freed from the ponytail, rippled in the breeze. He skipped a shirt altogether. His chest, chiseled from fine teak, was etched with thin white scars crisscrossing across his abdomen. The swirling tattoo on his left shoulder seemed to move in a slow, circular motion.

Her stomach tightened as his muscles contracted and released. The bloodred leggings did little to hide his lithe physique.

“Wow. This is like some kind of cosmic Let’s Make a Deal with a sexual fantasy come true behind door number two and crazy magical bombings behind door number one.”

“Hardly.” Jacob’s smile, although tender, touched on the edge of bitterness.

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