Page 54 of Deadly Little Games

I kissed Gabriel, remembering his hurt when I hadn’t wanted to kiss him before. I never wanted to see him like that again. My arms locked around the back of his neck as he suddenly stood, taking me with him. One large hand cupped my bare ass as the other undid his pants, letting them fall to the ground. He lowered me just enough to feel that he either hadn’t been wearing underwear, or they had gone with the pants.

I groaned, trying to lower myself further, wanting the press of him against me, but his hand held me steady. I heard the crinkle of foil and realized Mistral had handed him a condom. I would be eternally grateful for his clear-headedness, because the mixture of adrenaline and magic had me not thinking straight.

It was almost enough to bring me back to myself, to get embarrassed and question what I was doing, then Gabriel slipped the condom on and pressed against my opening.

“Oh gods,” I panted.

He pressed further into me, going slow to make space. I should have known that such a large goblin would have such a large—

I tossed my head back, my breath sighing out of me. He held both my hips in his hands, sliding the rest of the way in before grinding me against him, then he lowered me to the ground.

The stars closed in as he looked down at me, slowly drawing himself out before thrusting in deeply. I pressed my fingers into the ground, digging through the grass to touch damp soil. He continued thrusting, another orgasm building in my core.

The magic around us seemed to build again at the same time, with tendrils of vines snaking around my body. Gabriel cried out just as another orgasm hit me, pounding into me with abandon as he came. I tried to remember what Mistral told me about the magic, that I needed to send it back below, but I found myself opening to it instead. Drawing it inside of me until the stars around us were almost too bright. Gabriel thrust into me one last time, then slumped over me, panting.

I ran my fingers through the soft hair across the back of his skull, forcing my eyes open. Mistral was there, looking down at us, clearly worried.

I opened my mouth to ask him what was wrong, then the earth trembled beneath us, like a sleeping giant had just turned over in his bed.

Gabriel sat up, taking me with him, keeping me protectively in his lap. “The magic.”

“Yes. It must still be dealt with.” Mistral moved closer, his eyes on me. “I apologize, but I might need to be more involved. Gabriel does not share the same connection to the land.”

I licked my parted lips. “No apologies necessary.” My voice came out breathy and he smiled.

I kissed Gabriel one last time, then crawled from his lap toward Mistral.

Mistral’s brows rose at the sight of me, completely nude, crawling toward him. “My, you are a deadly little thing, aren’t you?” His voice was just as breathy as mine had been.

“You have no idea.” I pushed a hand against his chest as I reached him. The feel of the wild magic and the growing things all around us had me feeling almost feral. And I couldn’t say that I disliked the sensation. It was nice letting go for once. Being entirely in my own skin.

I followed Mistral down with my hands, ending with my fingers on the button of his pants. I undressed him slowly, although the magic urged me to hurry. Once he was naked before me I took a moment to just look at him, his gray skin perfect atop the vibrant green grass and vines, his white hair strewn around him. A few vines snaked across him almost lovingly.

“The land cares for you,” I said, not sure where the thought had come from.

“In its own way.” He took one of my hands, pulling me down on top of him.

I lifted myself slightly as he slipped on a condom—thank the gods he was entirely prepared, though I’d have to ask him later why he was carryingtwoof them. For the moment though, I didn’t care. He steadied himself with one hand as I slid down onto him, my eyes fluttering with pleasure at the sensation.

He gripped my hips until I opened my eyes and gave him my full attention.

“When the time comes—”

I nodded. “The magic is all yours.”

He gave me a pleased smile, then lifted his hips, thrusting into me. It was all the incentive I needed. I rode him as living vines tickled my skin, and tiny stars danced around us. Just as I was nearing orgasm, Gabriel came around my side and kissed me. The magic built as I came, and I opened myself not only toit, but to Mistral. It flowed through us both back into the earth, entirely satisfied, and my tiny dancing stars went with it.

Gabriel braced me as my body went limp, then he gently laid me atop Mistral.

Mistral kissed the top of my head, holding me against him. “You could make a man wish to never go home, Eva,” he muttered.

My heart welled at the thought of him going home, of leaving this realm forever, and of me helping him do it. But I forced the emotions back down. They would do me no good.

Gabriel curled onto his side next to us, putting an arm around me, his fingers skimming up and down my waist.

And together, with the taste of wild magic still coating our skin, we slept.

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