understand was her desperate compulsion to feed him like this. He’d used a donor less than two hours ago at the Elf Lords Hideaway. Yet the moment he’d drawn close, all the desire she’d felt for him over the past nine months rained down on her like a thunder storm.
Despite her raging desire, she forced herself to focus on guiding him out of the camp. He sucked hard at her neck as he levitated. His free hand was pressed up against her bottom, and she could feel his arousal, which in turn made her weak with answering need.
She held him tight, though careful not to hurt his healing wounds.
The camp was now about seventy-five yards below them so she had a solid bird’s eye view. Keep going, she sent telepathically.
Which part? Oh, God, his voice sounded incredibly deep even within her mind. He continued, The levitation or sucking your throat?
Both. Damn, that feels good Mastyr. Can you get us somewhere private for a few minutes? I’ll let you do other things, if you want.
Hell, yeah. If you can keep us cloaked, I’ll take us down to the beach about thirty miles south. I know a spot.
Good. But maybe you should stop and take a look at the spell. We’ve breached the top and I want to know if you can see it.
I don’t want to let go of your vein.
Hey, don’t worry, she said . I’ll feed you again. But have a look.
He caught the bottom of her feet with his boot so she could stand on something firm. She kept one arm pinned around his neck, as he drew away just enough to be able to see the rim of the spell. There. The top is right in front of you. Can you see it?
No. I don’t see a damn thing, just some low hills in the distance and a lot of stars.
All right. Apparently, the gift to see Margetta’s fae spell belonged only to her. Go ahead and rise about ten more feet.
He moved swiftly now that he wasn’t busy at her neck.
We’re well above the top, but take us slowly to the east. We wouldn’t want to crash into the spell in case for some reason I can’t see an invisible upper portion.
Will do. He moved forward slowly and she pushed against the air in an attempt to detect something she couldn’t see. But she’d been right, the spell only went so far. We’re good.
When he’d flown them twenty yards away, she told him to turn around and look back. “Do you see the camp?”
He turned her in the air once more. “I don’t see anything but stars and distant land.”
“It’s all there. Want to go back for a look-see, a little reconnaissance?”
“No, I don’t think so. Margetta might be able to track us or even see both of us, then we’d be in deep shit.”
“You’re right.”
“Hold on, Olivia. I’m heading to the beach now. It’ll be a quick trip.”
He drew her against him, and she held him tight, her gaze facing forward.
She couldn’t believe she was in Zane’s arms and the way the man smelled, like the wind blowing over seaside grasses. She drank it in and the wolf in her loved it, craved it.
Fur remained on her hands and chest. While he flew, she used the back of her fingers to stroke his cheek to let him feel what she’d sprouted. She knew what she wanted from him right now and she didn’t even care if it was a one-time thing or not.
This was Zane, the man she’d tracked for months, ever since she first saw him at the Elf Lords Hideaway. She’d been attracted to him from the first, but right now, desire boiled in her veins. She needed to be with him, connected to him, and she wanted him to feed again while he was buried between her legs.
She slipped into telepathy. Will you take from my vein again?
He squeezed her waist with his hand. Nothing could stop me. I feel fired up and I’m healing faster than ever. You have power, Olivia, more than I’ve seen in another Realm woman in a long time. He paused, then, We’re almost there.
Olivia breathed a sigh of relief. Good. Her body felt wound up so tight she was ready to fly off into outer space.
She didn’t exactly