Free Mystical Mayhem by Kiki Howell Page B

and that is why we keep fighting as hard as we do, in hopes of granting this world a bit more peace each day.”
    Xander looked at Aiyanna, his gorgeous Mate, her dark curls in disarray around her face making her look even more fiercely beautiful. A moment’s panic of what could have been, what could have happened to her took his breath away, and he let it. Together they were stronger. Yet, she had a strength within her all her own, a Spirit as fierce and dangerous and determined as her Dragon. Still, he would protect her with his last breath, and felt lucky to now have others who would do the same for both of them.
    “You don’t even have to say it, babe. We’re alive. We’re together. And, we’re going where we are needed.” Aiyanna turned to Brandon then. “Do I have time to gather a few things and say goodbye to my people?”
    “Sure,” Brandon nodded as well. “We can meet you at the plane in a few hours. It’s a private government jet. It rules the skies.”
    “Help me get him up,” Alexx said to those around her, nodding her head toward the sorcerer who was thankfully moving again.
    Once the team was gone, he watched as Aiyanna went to the witch’s dead body. No one had disposed of her with their concern over the sorcerer. Letting her go even a few steps away from him was hard at the moment, like ripping off his own arm and giving it away, but he knew she needed to say whatever was on her heart.
    Kneeling by the witch, holding the blanket around her, she looked to Xander instead.
    “She knew my father. I didn’t need anyone to tell me he was a great man, but all these years after his death, it was nice to hear. She finally saved us to pay him back. I mean I knew of her, but there was something else about her that called to me. I just didn’t know what it was. I guess now I can see her younger, see her on the reservation. Such a waste of a life, of gifts.”
    Xander went to her as her tears fell.
    “This is why we have to work with the special ops group. We can’t let this continue to happen.”
    “I know, and we are going. But, we better get a move on if you want to say a proper goodbye to your people.”
    “First, I want to take a proper moment, to say a proper good morning – well, good day now – to my Mate.”
    Aiyanna took his face in her hands, pulling his mouth to hers, a crushing kiss letting him know how alive she was. She pushed against his body with her own. Her blanket having fallen away, she moved so she was naked on top of him. Her soft pussy lips gave way to the hardness of his erection. The wetness between her thighs, rubbed over his cock, bathing the ache he felt, massaging his desire with the proof of her hot passion.
    She moved her mouth to his neck, her kisses more bites, making the animals in him growl, want for dominance, but she overpowered them with the fierceness of her own needs, the power in her letting her hands bind his wrists to the ground over his head. Xander gave into it, the holding back igniting a juxtaposition to supremacy, just as powerful a high, within him.
    It was a blessed miracle too, he found, as she sat up, crawled over him still on her knees, until she had her center, her sex, open in invitation, above his face. A sexy circle of her hips was all he could take, although he wanted to stare at the beauty of her dark, glistening folds forever. Letting his tongue move in between them, taking in the scent of her, the taste of her, both spicy and sweet, both completely woman.
    Above him she writhed as his tongue darted inside her, flicked over her clit, lapped at her folds. Her ecstasy shot through him, building upon his own, the sudden feeling of being able to move mountains if she was near bringing his hands up to her thighs, lifting her above him until he could slide his tongue to rim her ass.
    With his strength at an all time high, he turned her, setting her down in a straddle over his chest and moving her down to his cock. With a lift of her hips now, he