Free Blood Lines: Kallen's Tale (Witch Fairy #3.5) by Bonnie Lamer

must have been.  I suppose you shielded her body with yours?”
     
    I do hit him again.  In the same spot.  “You had better watch yourself, cousin.  You may think you can take me on, but if she hears you say something inappropriate she is liable to unleash her magic on you again.  Her restraint when provoked is marginal at best.” 
     
    A flash of horror shoots through his eyes before he is able to shield it.  “I still find it hard to believe that such a powerful Fairy was in the Cowan realm.”
     
    I shrug.  “Perhaps Grandmother will fill you in on the details.  I have someplace I would rather be at the moment.”  Shifting into my raven form, I leave my irritated cousin in the living room and fly outside.
     
    I do a quick fly by to determine if Grandmother is still in the yellow room with Xandra.  Damn it, she is.  I will have to wait.  I perch myself on the edge of the balcony, shielded by the curtains from Grandmother’s view.  It takes several long minutes for her to leave.  Before she leaves, she makes a cryptic comment about Xandra being kind to both me and Kegan because she does not want either of us hurt.  I will be asking her about that.  Later.
     
    Finally the door closes behind her and Xandra is alone in the room.  I fly in through the curtains.  Oops, I did not mean to startle her.  Time to shift back before she magicks a broom and starts hitting me with it.  God, I love the color that rushes to her face when she sees me naked.  I am tempted to stall in dressing myself but I will be more successful getting a kiss if I do not.  I am now in shorts and a t-shirt.
     
    Giggling, Xandra says, “What took you so long?”
     
    Now that I am able to truly look at her, my eyes cannot help traveling down her body and then back up again.  She is absolutely gorgeous in the dress that Grandmother must have made for her.  I admit, my eyes did linger in certain places more than others.  With a dress cut that low, it is difficult not to stare.  “If I knew you were going to be dressed this beautifully, I would have come sooner.” I walk to her and pull her into my arms.  “But, I thought it best not to arrive before my grandmother left.”
     
    “Good thinking,” she says snaking her arms around my neck.  Pulling me down to her, she kisses me in a way that makes me want to do much more than kiss her.  After who knows how long, our lips part slowly.  Slightly breathless, I lean my forehead against hers.  “I love you.”
     
    She smiles.  “You better, I would hate to be the only one in love.”  I straighten up and she wraps her arms around my waist, and lets me pull her close.  Her head is resting against my chest as she says, “It’s beautiful here.  I may never want to go home.”
     
    I chuckle.  “Then I will keep you here in paradise and we will live happily ever after.”  I like the thought of that.
     
    She laughs.  “Just like the Fairy tales say.” 
     
    Her terrible joke aside, I need to be touching her in a way that is more satisfying than this.  I scoop her up into my arms and she laughs harder.  “What are you doing?”
     
    I do not answer.  Instead, I bring her to the bed and open the curtains around the canopy.  Then I lay her down and stretch out next to her.  Grinning, I say, “This is a Fairy tale you may believe in.” 
     
    I capture her lips as I pull her to me, her curves melting into my body perfectly.  My hands seem to have a mind of their own as they move slowly up and down her body, eliciting soft moans from her as they touch certain enchanting areas.  I move the strap of her dress aside and groan as my hand finds her bare breast.  Her fingernails dig lightly into my back as she presses more firmly against my hand.  My turn to growl in pleasure.  Our kissing becomes more frantic.  I make my shirt disappear giving her better access to my skin as she continues to tease me with her nails.  My hand moves from her breast to