Cocktails & Cauldrons (The Unlucky Charms Book 4) by T.M. Cromer

Author:T.M. Cromer [Cromer, T.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781956941043
Publisher: Fae Press
Published: 2022-12-13T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

The Dethridges’ English estate was picturesque, and though it didn’t really look like the centuries-old house from Downton Abbey, Brenna’s favorite show, she still felt as if she were traveling back in time as she climbed the stone steps to the terrace. Morning dew clung to everything it touched, and the rising sun highlighted the subtle shifting mists hovering above glorious green fields. Enormous oaks towered over benches and small outbuildings like sentinels, ever at the ready. Brenna didn’t think it was possible to fall in love with a place, but if one could, this Gothic home was it. She never wanted to leave.

Then she met the owner.

He was as hauntingly beautiful as his place.

Until she set eyes on Damian Dethridge, the Aether and Mr. All-Powerful himself, she believed she’d seen some of the most handsome men in existence—Eoin, models, Eoin, the men associated with the Thorne family, Eoin, Ronan O’Connor, Eoin…

She sighed and leaned slightly forward to peer around Alastair at Eoin’s proud profile. Brenna had Eoin O’Malley on the brain, and her ability to concentrate on anything else was nil. But he wasn’t looking her way. All his attention was for the drool-worthy guy at the top of the stairs.

However, the Aether’s focus was locked completely on Brenna.

She shivered.

The man saw too much.

A light flared bright in his eyes, and her entire being warmed in response. When she reached the landing, she inhaled his heady scent. The sublime smell of marshmallows and a crackling fire with a hint of citrus filled her nostrils, and the Siren within her sat up and took note from where she’d been pouting in her boudoir on her red velvet chaise lounger in boredom.

A trilling began in her head, and Brenna compressed her lips to keep the sound inside. If she allowed her inner seductress to gain control, all hell would break loose. That horny bitch desperately wanted the black-haired, black-eyed man in front of her, with his soul seemingly as old as time, and it wasn’t only for his sex appeal. Here was a man who had experienced all life had to offer and who could make a woman beg for a mere drop of his magical nectar, and he held power.

She stopped short and caught herself in the act of licking her lips, appalled by the Siren’s naughty thoughts on every which way she’d bang this guy. Ride him like a cowgirl all the way to Sunday—it was only Tuesday—and make him plead and scream for more.

Damian lifted a single dark brow, and his arch, knowing look sent a wave of fiery heat through her. If he couldn’t read her thoughts, he could damned well guess at them.

A darting glance at Eoin showed him scowling at her for all he was worth.

“What the fuck, Brenna?”

The “fuck” in her head sounded like “fook.” Even telepathically, his Irish accent was so strong it came through their connection. The righteous anger caused her to bite her lip against a laugh. Helpless, she shrugged. “Sorry.

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