Free Blood of Half Gods by Bonnie Lamer Page B

yawning all the way.  “Tired?” he asks.  I can’t miss the disappointment in his eyes.
     
    Laying down, I pull him down with me.  “No.”
     
    “Up for a game of cards?” he asks, stretching himself out next to me.  His fingers are drawing circles on my arm now, causing goose bumps wherever he touches.  There’s a glint in his eyes that tells me he isn’t serious about cards.
     
    “No,” I say with a grin as I turn on my side towards him.  I let my fingers run through his silky hair. 
     
    “A long walk in the moonlight?” he asks.
     
    I push him on his back and I follow so I am lying on top of him.  “No,” I say, as I kiss a line along his jaw from his ear to just below his mouth.
     
    “I am afraid I am out of suggestions,” he says, right before I cover his mouth with mine.
     
    Wrapping his arms around me, he deepens the kiss, pressing me tightly against his body.  There is no doubt in my mind that he’s enjoying this as much as I am.  Pulling my lips from his, despite his moan of frustration, I tug his t-shirt up.  I kiss a trail from his jaw, down his neck and to his chest.  I use my teeth to gently nip at his skin.  His moans are not in frustration now.  I continue my downward progress until I reach his belly button, teasing him the entire time with my tongue and lips.
     
    “Xandra,” he says breathlessly.  “You are driving me crazy.”  I think he means that as a compliment.  I use my fingers to massage his smooth skin, letting them wander lower than my kisses.
     
    With a feral growl, Kallen moves lightning fast, flipping me onto my back and pressing his aroused body against mine.  “You are playing a dangerous game this evening.”
     
    I snake my arms around his neck.  “Who says it’s a game?”  I pull his lips to mine as I wrap my legs around him, pulling him closer.
     
    “Are you trying to kill me?” he asks, his voice strained, when I let him up for air several minutes later. 
     
    “Shut up and kiss me,” I whisper in his ear.
     
    “Then your t-shirt has to go,” he growls, removing it as soon as I nod my head in agreement.  Now, his hands have more places to wander.  I love the feel of them on my body. 
     
    Every part of me feels alive and on edge, wanting to push the limits of our restrictions.  “My shorts, too,” I whisper.  Suddenly, I am only in my bra and panties as he grins above me, then claims my lips again.  The bra goes soon after, as his mouth makes the same journey on my body, as mine did on his.  I buck underneath him when he reaches some very sensitive parts of me.
     
    Using my magic to do something I never have before, I remove his t-shirt and shorts, leaving him in just his boxers.  He moans loudly and works his way back up my body to cover my lips with his again.  His body fits perfectly with mine, as I once again wrap my legs around him in a way that makes both of heart rates skyrocket.  The rest of our clothes will be following the others to the floor, because there is no way we’re stopping this time.
     
    I am going to kill whoever it is at the door.  I am.  So far, I’ve been reluctant to mortally wound anyone, even my worst enemies, but I’m over that.  I’m going to kill this person.
     
    Kallen apparently feels the same way.  “If this is not life or death, Kegan, you have exactly thirty seconds to run for your life.”  His body is still pressed tightly against mine, his lips raised above my own just enough to speak to Kegan and be heard.  His eyes are dark with passion, and the heat in his stare is scorching.  I shift underneath him, positioning my body more perfectly against his, and the desire that washes over his face makes me not care if we will have to be hand-fasted tomorrow.  I want him to get rid of Kegan so we can finish what we started.
     
    Kegan’s voice is urgent, as he says, “Finally, you respond.  The carriage is moving.  We believe Xandra has something to do with