in-flight movies for you.”
“No, we’re flying Air Opie. Let’s go get your big guns, big boy.”
“Gee you two, tethered for two whole days and you’re already acting like an old married couple.” Jonah smirked at them.
“Shut up, Jonah. Didn’t I say I’d roast and eat your liver?”
“She’s so cute when she threatens me like that. When you’re done with this loser, come see me darling, I’ll be more than happy to be tethered to you.” Jonah grinned and Simon growled, advancing threateningly on the human.
“Children!” Slazzamar snapped. “Time is a wasting. You two go get the damn amulet before the bad guys do.” He pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. “I’m starting to see why Neman palmed this job off on me.”
“Admit it, baby, you love it.” Darren slipped his arm around Slazzamar’s waist, placing a kiss on his cheek.
Opie pouted and Simon saluted. “Right. Air Opie it is. Take us home first, I need to weapon up.”
“I was wrong, this is way better than Tomb Raider.” Opie waved at the men and popped them out.
Chapter 10
Had it really been sixteen hundred years since he’d last watched the waters of the Rhine River flow? Despite the new forest growth, he still knew this land. This was his birth place. He closed his eyes, breathing deep as mixed emotions assaulted his senses. The pain of his betrayal and his execution touched the surface of his mind.
Thanks to the internet and current images of the area around where they needed to search for the Akkadin Amulet, Opie could teleport them directly where they needed to be. It sure beat the human methods of transport, and would be hard to give up when... Don’t think about it.
“Where’re the chocolates?”
Simon bit down on his tongue so he wouldn’t swallow it when he saw Opie’s new outfit. She wore a short, pale green checked skirt, and a white blouse held in place with black laced up lederhosen. The placement of the corset pushed up her breasts and the sexy white stockings made him want to fuck her with them still on. Hells bells, he’d want her even if she wore a potato sack—she was beautiful.
He snorted. “This is Germany, not Switzerland.”
“Oh, sausages and beer then!” She twirled the end of her right pigtail braid.
Simon rolled his eyes. “That was a bit after my time. What happened to the Croft outfit?”
“Well, when in Rome, or in this case Germany.” She twirled, her skirt flaring. He caught a glimpse of a green thong, making his groin area tighten even more. Her grin was bright and flirtatious. “I thought you’d feel more at home with me wearing this.”
A twitch had developed over his right eye. He was sure her outfits were causing some kind of blood pressure problem. Simon felt at home alright, when he was buried balls deep inside her. He swallowed hard at the thought of her ever finding out what he’d done. He’d come close to ripping out Jones’ tongue for almost revealing it. Why should I care if she knows? But he did, and the closer he grew to Opie, the more dangerous it became. One dragon princess was too easily chipping away at a thousand years’ worth of hardened wall around his heart. He’d known plenty of bright, sexy, sassy women, but she drew him deeper, where no one else had—not even his first wife.
Staring off into the river, he closed his eyes. She’d had blue eyes, golden hair, and pink lips. The vision morphed into Opie’s green eyes, deeper reddish lips, and he could feel their softness.
He drew in a shuddering breath.
Warmth seeped into his arm. His eyes snapped open to find Opie touching him, concern in her green depths.
“You okay? You look so...sad.”
“Memories, sweetheart, like everything else, are in the past, and I’m not here to reminisce. We’ve got a job to do.”
Her arms slid around him, cuddling into him, giving him the comfort he needed. “They may be in the past, Simon, but they can still hurt.”
He brushed back a stray
“No, we’re flying Air Opie. Let’s go get your big guns, big boy.”
“Gee you two, tethered for two whole days and you’re already acting like an old married couple.” Jonah smirked at them.
“Shut up, Jonah. Didn’t I say I’d roast and eat your liver?”
“She’s so cute when she threatens me like that. When you’re done with this loser, come see me darling, I’ll be more than happy to be tethered to you.” Jonah grinned and Simon growled, advancing threateningly on the human.
“Children!” Slazzamar snapped. “Time is a wasting. You two go get the damn amulet before the bad guys do.” He pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. “I’m starting to see why Neman palmed this job off on me.”
“Admit it, baby, you love it.” Darren slipped his arm around Slazzamar’s waist, placing a kiss on his cheek.
Opie pouted and Simon saluted. “Right. Air Opie it is. Take us home first, I need to weapon up.”
“I was wrong, this is way better than Tomb Raider.” Opie waved at the men and popped them out.
Chapter 10
Had it really been sixteen hundred years since he’d last watched the waters of the Rhine River flow? Despite the new forest growth, he still knew this land. This was his birth place. He closed his eyes, breathing deep as mixed emotions assaulted his senses. The pain of his betrayal and his execution touched the surface of his mind.
Thanks to the internet and current images of the area around where they needed to search for the Akkadin Amulet, Opie could teleport them directly where they needed to be. It sure beat the human methods of transport, and would be hard to give up when... Don’t think about it.
“Where’re the chocolates?”
Simon bit down on his tongue so he wouldn’t swallow it when he saw Opie’s new outfit. She wore a short, pale green checked skirt, and a white blouse held in place with black laced up lederhosen. The placement of the corset pushed up her breasts and the sexy white stockings made him want to fuck her with them still on. Hells bells, he’d want her even if she wore a potato sack—she was beautiful.
He snorted. “This is Germany, not Switzerland.”
“Oh, sausages and beer then!” She twirled the end of her right pigtail braid.
Simon rolled his eyes. “That was a bit after my time. What happened to the Croft outfit?”
“Well, when in Rome, or in this case Germany.” She twirled, her skirt flaring. He caught a glimpse of a green thong, making his groin area tighten even more. Her grin was bright and flirtatious. “I thought you’d feel more at home with me wearing this.”
A twitch had developed over his right eye. He was sure her outfits were causing some kind of blood pressure problem. Simon felt at home alright, when he was buried balls deep inside her. He swallowed hard at the thought of her ever finding out what he’d done. He’d come close to ripping out Jones’ tongue for almost revealing it. Why should I care if she knows? But he did, and the closer he grew to Opie, the more dangerous it became. One dragon princess was too easily chipping away at a thousand years’ worth of hardened wall around his heart. He’d known plenty of bright, sexy, sassy women, but she drew him deeper, where no one else had—not even his first wife.
Staring off into the river, he closed his eyes. She’d had blue eyes, golden hair, and pink lips. The vision morphed into Opie’s green eyes, deeper reddish lips, and he could feel their softness.
He drew in a shuddering breath.
Warmth seeped into his arm. His eyes snapped open to find Opie touching him, concern in her green depths.
“You okay? You look so...sad.”
“Memories, sweetheart, like everything else, are in the past, and I’m not here to reminisce. We’ve got a job to do.”
Her arms slid around him, cuddling into him, giving him the comfort he needed. “They may be in the past, Simon, but they can still hurt.”
He brushed back a stray
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