The Wizards of Venus Book One: Magic Touch (17 page)

Ignoring the small fists hitting his back, Rand continued through the maze of hallways until he was poised on the threshold of his suite. Pulling her off his shoulder, he turned her in his arms. Pressing her between the closed door and his own body, he dipped his head to hers. Taking her mouth with a kiss meant to devastate her senses, he swallowed her protest.

“Mine!”

With her pressed between the door and his hard body there was no escape for her.

Even as the thought crossed her mind, she felt the disapproval of their sentient powers.

“When are you going to stop fighting this, girl? It’s done now. His amulet is

around your neck. Grow up and accept your role.”

“Get the hell outta my head, Ruzac. If I wanted your opinion I’d ask for it! And don’t
even bother with yours, Zara.”

“Temper, temper, Wildcat.” He nuzzled the side of her neck. “And damned if I don’t find it sexier than hell.”

She jumped when he nibbled on the tendon on the side of her sensitive neck and slid a muscular thigh between her legs.

“Stop that!” Squirming, she tried to avoid the hot caress of his tongue.

“Never, Wildcat. I want to feel every inch of you draped across me. I’ve been dreaming of it for years. I need to feel you claiming what’s yours and no others. Tell me you want the same thing, Gracie. Tell me you’ve hungered for it as long as I.”

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“I’ll never tell.” A low moan escaped her when his thumb rubbed over the beaded nipple pressing against the silk and lace of her gown.

“Going to be stubborn to the end, Wildcat?” Holding her tight with their joined hands, he opened the door behind her. Stepping into the darkened room, he whispered a spell against her lips. A startled moan filled the room when she became aware of how tightly their naked bodies were pressed together.

“Over…load…” Tipping her head back, she pressed her breasts against the hard plane of his chest.

“Shh, it’ll be fine, sweetheart. Just relax. Rand has the training to bring you

through the completion of the bonding. Trust him and everything will be fine.”

“What about you? How is this going to…”

“She’ll be fine, Wildcat. In this, she is the master, just as one day you shall be. She’ll
guide Ruzac through their merging, as I guide you.”

“Our merging will mimic yours in reverse, girl. While on the physical plane I

held the power, in the afterlife Zara ultimately holds it.”
The docility of Ruzac surprised her.
“Where has Ruzac gone and who’s taken his place?”

“After the completion he’ll return to his normal self, Wildcat. I’m tired of talking, I
need to claim you and I fear I can’t wait any longer.”
He lifted her onto the bed and followed her down, bracing his considerable weight with his arm.

"Damn it, Rand!" The burn deepened and she felt the spring wind tighter inside her.

Even with temptation of the pleasure she knew would be the result, she hate the idea of the mezclar being the cause. Tensing, she fought it. It wouldn't take much to send her 172

over the edge and she was angry she had no control over her body.
Damn mezclar! I
can’t do this! He doesn’t want me. It’s only because of the mezclar. This isn’t real.

"No, not ‘damn
mezclar’
, Gracie. Damn you and your stubborn pride. I'm going to show you once and for all, how much I’ve always wanted and will continue to want you until we go to our grave and beyond. When our bonding is complete, you’ll know how my body aches to be inside yours. We’ll be one and you’ll never again doubt how much I need you." Nipping the side of her neck, he cupped her swollen breasts in the palms of his hands. “Your mine. You’ve always been mine. No other will ever have you.”

"Aggressive ‘til the end.” Her back left the bed when he sucked her nipple into his mouth, hard and deep. “Mmm." The sound teased her captured flesh. Crying out, she buried her free hand in his long hair. Darting his tongue around the hard nub, he nudged her closer to the completion of their bonding.

"Stop!" She jerked on his hair when she realized how precarious her position was.

"Why?" He switched his attention to her other nipple.

"Because I won’t let you use this against me!"

Rand released her nipple with a slight popping sound before lifting his head to stare at her.

“Excuse me? Did you just dare accuse me of using your body against you?”

“What have you done, Grace Anne?”

Before she could think of a suitable reply for Zara, Rand shook her.

“
Damn it! Do you think I’ve any control over our reaction to each other, Wildcat?

Everything you feel is returned to me in two-fold!” Taking their joined hands, he slid them between their bodies. She cried out when her fingers brushed over his cock and 173

felt the wetness at its tip then felt her own answering wetness against their joined hands.

“This is us! We’re meant to join. Whether you like it or not, our bodies have known for years, and I’ll wait no longer to claim what is mine!”

“Yours?” Anger warred with the deep desire to give him everything he asked for.

Only fear of the power he’d have over her held her back.

"Mine! I find I’m very greedy, Wildcat. I want you to come for me. I will no longer wait to taste your pleasure. Perhaps the pleasure will convince you where I have not!”

"No!" Struggling, she tried to stop the inevitable.

"Yes! I want my chosen and I’ll accept no less.” His finger slid over her hard clit before sinking inside her.

"No! Ahhhhh...I won’t…" Her body jerked while she trembled on the edge.

“You will not deny me!” Hooking an arm around her, he rolled with her into the traditional position of claiming - with Gracie astride his masculine hips.

Gracie panicked at the feel of the broad head of his cock against her opening.

“Please, Rand! I’m scared!” Gripping his shoulder with her free hand, she tried to cling to balance while she pressed their joined hands against her exposed pussy. With their hands in the way, there was no possible way for them to complete the joining.

Threading his fingers through her hair, he brought her mouth down to his. “As am I.

Hold onto me and trust me to guide us through. I love you, Wildcat.”

Gracie froze at his words. It was the first time he’d ever said them to her.

“That’s right. I love you. Do you honestly think I’d put up with what you’ve put me through with any other woman?”

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She started to shrug when an unexpected flare of the
mezclar
hit her without warning. A scream ripped out of her as the spring, which had been tightening inside her womb, snapped.

“Son of a bitch!”

“It’s time Rand. You can wait no longer.”
Zara’s voice was a mere stroke inside his head.
“She has to claim you now. Ruzac cannot wait any longer. He needs to

complete the bond. To wait serves no purpose for any of us.”

“
Grace Ann, look at me." Moving their joined hands from between their bodies, he positioned the head of his cock against her in preparation for her claiming.

With a gasp, she focused on him. Gradually, her eyes adjusted and saw the fierce look of desire on his handsome face.

"That's right - keep looking at me. Until our bond is completed we need complete contact. It’s time. Take what’s yours; what I freely offer.”

“I can’t!”

“Yes, you can. You must, if not for us, think of Zara and Ruzac. They’re on the same plane of claiming as us. I know Ruzac is an old reprobate but does he deserve this?”

Gracie closed her eyes. “No.”

“Take me, Wildcat. Complete our bond. Join our bodies and souls as well as our sentient powers.” When he could tell she was still hesitating, he added, “Imagine all the ways you can torture me after our bond is in place.”

“For the love of Mica, Rand!” The humor in her voice was contradicted when with a forceful flex of her hips, she ripped cleanly through her own innocence and merged their 175

bodies. A roar filled the room as the
mezclar
burned brighter. Cradled against his chest, she fought her body as a violent orgasm ripped through her.

“It’s….too…much!”

"This is it!" Under her, his body was readying for the final surge of power needed to complete the bond.

“I…”

Sensing her fear, he cried out when she tried to pull back.

“It’s too late! Let go, Gracie. Give yourself to the bond. This is something I

can’t force from you. You’ve got to accept the bond now or never.”

The fog of need and fear cleared for a moment when she heard Zara’s words.

“What?”

“It’s a once in a lifetime thing, girl. If you refuse now, it’ll never be offered

again and both you and Rand will suffer. Accept it and deal with all the little stuff

afterwards.”

Ruzac sounded worse than Zara had. Accepting the inevitable, Gracie let her body carry both of them over. Rand screamed while the burn tripled and his orgasm neared.

Threading their fingers together, Gracie locked her gaze on him and cried out as the burn surged over them and forged the bonds of the chosen.

The hotter the fire the stronger the mettle,
was all Gracie could think before their orgasm was wrenched out of them and darkness beckoned.

“A perfect match in every way, Wildcat.”

Gracie subsided to the darkness with the whisper of his words leading her way.

* * * *

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As soon as Rand carried Gracie away, Jonathan snagged Pati’s arm and dragged her into the small alcove off of the chapel.

“No more running, Pati.” After shutting the door, Jonathan leaned against it and released her. Her back stiffened and her breathing became shallow.

"It’s finished. I got what I needed and it’s now over. In the morning, I'm going home.”

“Yes you are. With me.” Pulling her against his body, he easily subdued her struggling. "We’re going to be married.”

"I never agreed to that! A quick fuck is all we’ve had.”

A sharp slap to her bottom had her crying out.

"I’m going to tell you now. A quick fuck is not what we had, nor will we ever have.”

Patience glanced at him nervously, the anger in his voice making her skittish and reminding her that even with her
vindexicis
training, she was no match for a level nine wizard.

“It’s all it can ever be, Jonathan. I’m powerless and you need someone like Gracie to complete you. Let me go.”

Before her pleas had left her mouth, he had her pinned against the closed door.

Taking her mouth in a deep drugging kiss that seemed to have no end, he pulled her skirt up around her waist. Sliding his hand into the waistband of her delicate underwear, he jerked on it. A loud rip filled the tiny room. Patience gasped…
her new silk
underwear!

Her concern over her panties disappeared when slipping his fingers into her damp folds, he began to violently finger her, forcing her to ride his hand.

Patience threw back her head and moaned loudly.

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Jonathan was past the point of worrying about his legendary control. The need to wait and claim his chosen was upon him. It never crossed his mind that Pati was probably reacting to the Gracie’s mezclar though the twin bond between the sisters.

The unmistakable sound of his zipper being lowered didn’t even seem to register with her. Tearing his mouth away from hers, he tried to catch his breath.

"Please, it burns."

Jonathan didn't give a verbal response to her plea. Picking her up, he positioned her over his rampant cock and drove her powerfully down onto it.

"Yes!” Her scream echoed in the small chamber along with the sound of their bodies slapping together. Another scream was torn from her when she exploded with such an intense pleasure, putting all previous pleasure she’d felt with Jonathan to shame.

"Fuck, you’re coming all over me!” His formidable control was shattered completely.

In the back of his mind he knew he needed to change positions before he came, but it was just an afterthought as the most intense pleasure he had ever felt flooded his system. Locking his knees, he stopped all movement other than wrapping his arms around her convulsing body for support. A roar ripped out of him while she rode out his orgasm and forged their bond.

“Mine!” His triumphant shout barely registered as the world darkened around them.

He barely was able to lower them to the floor of the alcove before his knees gave out.

* * * *

Mica and Colin paused at the back of the chapel when cries rang out. Looking at each other, they both seemed to come to the same conclusion. “The twin bond!”

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Mica scowled. “I completely forgot about it in our rush to get Gracie and Rand married.”

“All I can say is your nephew better plan on marrying my daughter as soon as they regain their senses.”

Mica clapped his hand over Colin’s shoulder. “Not to worry old friend. Jonathan came to me for the scrolls right before Gracie ran off the first time. He was just waiting for Gracie and Rand to be married. The mezclar just sped up the process.”

“God, I’m so glad we don’t have to deal with the mezclar anymore. I’d forgotten what rutting beasts we turn into while it has a hold on us.”

“Why don’t we give them some privacy? Later tonight is soon enough to settle the issues with your younger daughter. I don’t know about you, but I’m famished.”

“Why not? You’ve already paid the caterers. Might as well benefit from it.”

Mica and Colin left the chapel after placing a locking spell on the doors. It wouldn’t do to have a servant or anyone else wander into the chapel until after Pati and Jonathan composed themselves.