Page 39 of Embers

Page List


Font:  

It seems Nova’s thinking the same as me because she says, “You missed some fun the other day,” cocking an eyebrow as she looks over at Sam. “Why didn’t you join us?”

Behind closed lips, I run my tongue over my teeth.I’m not sure I can hold back.I touch her neck again. She closes her eyes and leans into my fingers.

What if I don’t want you to?

It’s not a good idea, Nova. Your blood does something to me. It doesn’t make me crazy like it should. It makes me stronger. It makes my powers stronger.

So, then—

But that doesn’t mean it will always be that way. We’ve been lucky so far but if something changes, I could hurt you.I look down at her, so small and perfect it makes my heart ache. “I’ve done a lot of bad things in my life, Nova.” I stroke her face. “But I couldn’t live with myself if that happened.”

“The others are here.” She looks over at Mack, Tanner, and Sam. “They won’t let you hurt me.”

For a moment, my resolve holds. But as my blood pumps louder in my ears, and the sound of her heartbeat fills my soul, I can’t stop myself from kissing her. With the heat between us rising, I fuck her mouth with my tongue. I show her all the things I’d like to be doing to her right now, and she welcomes it. She goes limp in my arms, lets me fold myself over her and crowd her with my body.

She’s wearing jeans, knee-high boots, and my big black hoodie. I snake my hands up underneath it, desperate to feel her soft skin beneath my rough hands.

Kneeling, I lift her onto the large wooden crate behind us and smooth my hands down her legs. She grins at me then bites her lower lip. By the stars, she’s so fucking sexy right now I can barely control myself.

I feel Tanner before I see him. He’s drawn to her like a magnet; there’s no way he could just stand by and watch while I strip our girl. Bending next to me, he unzips one boot while I take the other. Moving together we work our way farther up to tug off her jeans.

“This too.” Sam’s voice makes me look up. He’s pointing to the hoodie, the arousal in his pants obvious.

When Nova peels my top over her head, she shivers. The open carriage is freezing and, for a moment, I wonder whether it’s a good idea to get my dick out. But then she waves her hands and, just like that, the air gets warmer. Usually, she’d use flames but this time she’s warming it without fire. With just her mind?

I exchange a look with Mack. He seems both proud and intrigued at the same time. Moving closer, he stands beside her and tips her face up toward him. Before he kisses her, he says, “How did you do that, Little Star?”

Nova meets his gaze, then smiles at him. “Magick, Professor.” She scratches his chin playfully. “Magick.” Then she gives her legs a little kick and stands up. Putting her hands behind her back, standing in front of us in just black panties and her turquoise bra, she says, “As we’ve got a few hours to kill, I’d like to play a game.”

The four of us wait for her to continue, each captivated by her brightness.

“I have four boyfriends,” she says, a smile stretching her lips as she shakes her head. “I didn’t think I’d find one guy who treats me the way you four do, or who makes mefeelthe way you do.” As she emphasizes the word ‘feel’, she smooths her hands over her stomach and sighs. “But I’m wondering just how far you’ll go to make me happy?”

Nova raises her eyebrows at us. The confidence that flutters in the air around her makes my dick pulse in my pants. Fuck, she’s beautiful. And she’s starting to believe it.

“What do you want us to do, Little Star?” Tanner asks eagerly, brushing his hair from his face and exchanging an excited grin with Sam.

“You don’t have to do much, actually,” she says. “Just take your clothes off and stand in a line.”

“Take our clothes off?” Mack asks, never afraid to strip off. “And stand in a line?”

Nova nods. She sidles over to Mack and drags her index finger down his chest, pausing when she gets to his pants. “Well done, Professor, you’re paying attention.”

“Then what?” Mack asks stoically.

“Then you’re going to blindfold me, and we’re going to play a guessing game.” She looks purposefully down at Mack’s crotch. “We’re going to see if I can recognize you—allof you—using nothing but my mouth.”

Mack swallows hard as Nova runs her tongue over her lower lip.

“But you’re not allowed to say a word, and you’re not allowed to move.” She looks at us each in turn. “Got it?”

All a little speechless, we nod at her. Barely a second later, we start to strip.

When our clothes are in bundles on the floor, Nova walks to her backpack and starts rummaging around in it. Bent over, ass in the air, none of us can look away.

“Holy hell,” Sam mutters, his scarred but toned body illuminated by the moonlight trickling in from outside. “Is she really going to…?” He looks at Tanner, who grins at him.

When Nova returns, she’s holding a silk scarf. “Rev told me to wear it to keep the curls in,” she says, holding it up. “Who wants to tie it?”


Tags: Cara Clare Fantasy