made it home okay.
“Thank you, honey. I appreciate the fine job you did.”
She gave a little trill of sound and then fluffed her wings before taking off
into the night sky. Drake watched her go until she disappeared from sight. Even
after all this time, it was still amazing to him that he could converse with
animals almost as easily as if they were human and holding a conversation with
each other.
Ever since his change at twenty-five, he had been gifted with a particular
specialty. That was one of his main abilities, among a few others that every
Amber Druid had. Each Druid had their own special skill, their calling card of
charms, so to speak.
Ramsey McMurray was a master of touch and could charm, sooth, and even kill
with that power alone. Brenan McKinnon was telekinetic, able to move objects
with his mind. Traven Campbell could spark electricity from his fingertips.
Little Liana, who was like a sister to Drake, could walk through walls. Kale
Morgan was one of the most powerful Druids that Drake had ever met. His
abilities were almost endless, mind reading, stopping blood flow, and his skill
at healing was absolute. The list of Druids and their powers went on and on.
Thinking of his powers caused him to rehash the scene from the barbeque
earlier.
The conversation that had popped up between him and Nadia had been interesting,
but what really caught his attention was what happened when they had started
dancing. He never would have guessed that touching her would have answered all
of his questions. He was used to assessing the situation without having to touch
anyone or anything. To say he had been surprised was an understatement. Now he
remembered the fire that arced from her and sent heat flaring inside his body.
Pure sexual desire had smashed into him the instant he had pulled her body
within inches of his. He hadn’t been expecting it and it had caught him off
guard, but just as immediately he stopped any reaction of his. The last thing
he had wanted was to send her running away from him, even when he knew that is
what he should have done at that moment. The hot trail of lust slipped under
his radar and slapped him into reality.
At first his mind couldn’t contain all the information she was sending him. This is what she felt every time he came into view. This burning, all consuming want
that radiated off of her in waves had left him pole axed, and he barely
continued dancing, knowing that at every moment, every time he was in her
sight, this is how she felt.
How
could she stand it?
The
pulse of sexual yearning in her body was a number of things he had sensed, another one was the need she had to touch him. The
slight huffs of breath against his shirt, her fingers clenching against the
back of his neck and his hand, the rushing of blood to her core, were other
clues. He knew without having to use his powers, that she was slick with want.
He had practically felt the heat rising from her body. He could almost taste
the spiciness of her on his tongue at that moment.
To know that this young woman, the same young woman he had thought of as
nothing more than a family friend for the past thirteen years, now wanted him
as she might want a lover, sent a shiver down his spine and his fangs
threatening to expand, along with other parts of his anatomy. It had been
hellish to hold in all of those things on that dance floor. He still had no
idea how he’d done it. Thing was, she didn’t even comprehend that he had had
this realization. If she did, her embarrassment might be too much for her to
handle. Drake could sense the importance she placed on her emotions.
Night sounds interrupted his thoughts. Just what in the hell was he going to do
now? He knew that he could never have some random
“Thank you, honey. I appreciate the fine job you did.”
She gave a little trill of sound and then fluffed her wings before taking off
into the night sky. Drake watched her go until she disappeared from sight. Even
after all this time, it was still amazing to him that he could converse with
animals almost as easily as if they were human and holding a conversation with
each other.
Ever since his change at twenty-five, he had been gifted with a particular
specialty. That was one of his main abilities, among a few others that every
Amber Druid had. Each Druid had their own special skill, their calling card of
charms, so to speak.
Ramsey McMurray was a master of touch and could charm, sooth, and even kill
with that power alone. Brenan McKinnon was telekinetic, able to move objects
with his mind. Traven Campbell could spark electricity from his fingertips.
Little Liana, who was like a sister to Drake, could walk through walls. Kale
Morgan was one of the most powerful Druids that Drake had ever met. His
abilities were almost endless, mind reading, stopping blood flow, and his skill
at healing was absolute. The list of Druids and their powers went on and on.
Thinking of his powers caused him to rehash the scene from the barbeque
earlier.
The conversation that had popped up between him and Nadia had been interesting,
but what really caught his attention was what happened when they had started
dancing. He never would have guessed that touching her would have answered all
of his questions. He was used to assessing the situation without having to touch
anyone or anything. To say he had been surprised was an understatement. Now he
remembered the fire that arced from her and sent heat flaring inside his body.
Pure sexual desire had smashed into him the instant he had pulled her body
within inches of his. He hadn’t been expecting it and it had caught him off
guard, but just as immediately he stopped any reaction of his. The last thing
he had wanted was to send her running away from him, even when he knew that is
what he should have done at that moment. The hot trail of lust slipped under
his radar and slapped him into reality.
At first his mind couldn’t contain all the information she was sending him. This is what she felt every time he came into view. This burning, all consuming want
that radiated off of her in waves had left him pole axed, and he barely
continued dancing, knowing that at every moment, every time he was in her
sight, this is how she felt.
How
could she stand it?
The
pulse of sexual yearning in her body was a number of things he had sensed, another one was the need she had to touch him. The
slight huffs of breath against his shirt, her fingers clenching against the
back of his neck and his hand, the rushing of blood to her core, were other
clues. He knew without having to use his powers, that she was slick with want.
He had practically felt the heat rising from her body. He could almost taste
the spiciness of her on his tongue at that moment.
To know that this young woman, the same young woman he had thought of as
nothing more than a family friend for the past thirteen years, now wanted him
as she might want a lover, sent a shiver down his spine and his fangs
threatening to expand, along with other parts of his anatomy. It had been
hellish to hold in all of those things on that dance floor. He still had no
idea how he’d done it. Thing was, she didn’t even comprehend that he had had
this realization. If she did, her embarrassment might be too much for her to
handle. Drake could sense the importance she placed on her emotions.
Night sounds interrupted his thoughts. Just what in the hell was he going to do
now? He knew that he could never have some random
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