Spirits and Spells (Warlocks MacGregor Book 5) by Michelle M. Pillow

Author:Michelle M. Pillow [Pillow, Michelle M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Raven Books LLC
Published: 2018-01-22T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“Here we go again,” Charlotte muttered as she opened her eyes to a strange location. A fire caught her attention, and when her tired brain determined it wasn’t a bonfire fueled by possessed townsfolk, she wondered what new memory she was experiencing.

A fireplace cast an orange light over a dresser. The flames danced and she looked for shadowed creatures on the wall. They did not appear. The light around a curtain was barely discernable along the edges. Her skin tingled and her naked legs moved restlessly under silky sheets. Her foot bumped something hard and she pushed her toes down the length of a shin.

This memory wasn’t frightening. Why would they take it away from her?

A familiar scent caused her to turn. Her hand lifted as if following instinct. She didn’t bother to control her actions. Why would she? If this was something that already happened, the best she could do is relive it.

Blankets kept her skin from the man next to her. She snuggled closer. Her fingers found a stubbled jaw and she had no intention of stopping. She lifted her mouth to kiss Niall.

Niall?

Why was she kissing Niall? And why was he kissing her back? How did something like this happen?

The questions swirling in her mind did not stop her actions. She parted her lips to invite a deeper kiss. He took the invitation and slipped his tongue along the seam of her mouth. A strong hand rested on her hip, kneading her through the blanket.

Her mouth opened wider and his responded in kind. Her legs become even more restless, moving beneath the covers to be free. She delved her hands into his hair before pulling them down over his cheek and neck. She hated his shirt for stopping her exploration of skin even as she skimmed over it feel lower. Each ridge and valley of his chest became a defined adventure as she worked her way to his waist.

Niall moaned into her mouth, uttering some Gaelic phrase that she couldn’t understand. The words wove over her and she wasn’t sure if it was passion or a spell that made her shiver. She pushed a knee over his thigh, but the sheets restricted her movements as she tried to pin him to her.

Niall dug his hands beneath the blankets, down her back before finally settling over her cotton panties. Heat seemed to pulse from his fingers, causing a small shockwave of desire to tighten her stomach. Being a warlock gave him an unfair advantage, but she wasn’t complaining.

Charlotte couldn’t stop kissing him, not that she wanted to stop. She remembered the beast of his transformation and that only made the moment all that much hotter. She imagined she felt that wild animal beneath the surface, desperate to be freed. She squirmed, pulling the covers until finally she worked the barrier from between their bodies.

Her hands moved as if possessed. They found his jeans, pulling and tugging until the button was freed and the zipper down. He didn’t wear underwear, so it was easy for her to cup his ass and squeeze.

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