“Kazmer meant to kill us, didn’t he? He wanted to stop us from discovering we’re mated. Why else would he make a house fall down on us?”
The hope in Jolán’s eyes made him determined to convince her he was right. Any other alternative was unacceptable.
Chapter 11
Squeezing toothpaste on his toothbrush, Ivan tried to focus on the present, but the complications of his relationship with Jolán wouldn’t rest in his mind. His brother seemed to accept the oddities and dangers of living as a Macska life-mate without hesitation. Witches, warlocks, time travelers, Protectors, and shifters. What other surprises would jump out at them?
Liam had experience being in love, even if the bimbo in question had taken him for a nasty ride. Ivan had nothing but his mother’s failed marriages to look to for examples of commitment. He hadn’t expected to be told he had less than a week to fall in love, become a daddy-to-be, and get hitched. Without a doubt, Jolán had captured his interest and affection. The sex was phenomenal, plus or minus the kinky factor. But do I have it in me to give up my heart that fast?
Time wouldn’t wait for him to take things slow, though. He had to jump in the deep end or get out. No middle ground. Common sense told him that if he chose to get out, he’d never see Liam or Jolán again. He had a lot more to lose than gain by leaving. I said I wasn’t letting anybody screw with my memories, and as rash as that statement was, I’m sticking to it.
He rinsed the sink then returned to the bedroom, where Jolán already lay in the huge bed and Liam stood waiting for his turn in the bathroom. As his brother closed the door, Ivan stripped off the clothes a couple of the men in the household had retrieved from the mangled camper.
“You’ve been quiet since I explained about my family.” Jolán’s eyes seemed to follow his every movement. “I promise we don’t use our craft very often. Most days, the only ones casting spells and incantations are the novices. They practice with their mentors starting at sixteen years old. We have to learn, in case something happens, like when Kazmer attacked.”
Slipping under the sheet, he adjusted the pillow behind his back to lean against the headboard. “Your being a witch doesn’t bother me. I’m worried—well, not actually worried , more like... concerned —about length of time we have to get to know each other before the joining ceremony. I figured we’d have a couple months at least.”
She paled, her fists clutching the covers. “I thought you...I don’t want you to leave.”
Letting his instincts lead him, he gathered her in his arms. “I’m not leaving. I don’t know if I can fall in love in less than week, though. Hell, I’ve never been in love before. How does everybody in your family make it happen so fast?”
“I don’t know.” He almost missed her whispered words. “It isn’t as easy as I thought it would be. My hormones are confusing me. I’m afraid I won’t be able to tell the difference between desire and love.”
That she shared some of his uncertainties soothed his anxiety a little bit. “I guess we’ll deal with it together. The three of us.”
Her warm lips on his bare chest sent a shiver to his balls. “Yes, the three of us.”
Trailing his fingertips along the silky skin of her upper arm, he savored the throbbing pulse in his hardening cock. “No more making love to your gorgeous ass until tomorrow. I don’t want to make you sore. How about if Liam and I take turns in your pussy tonight?”
She rubbed her foot up his calf and pressed her damp cunt against his thigh. “What if I want to give Liam a blow job while you fuck me?”
A low moan came from behind Ivan. “I don’t have a problem with that.” Liam rounded the end of the bed, smiling as he slid in the other side. “No such thing as too much of that sexy mouth.”
His infatuated expression ate at Ivan’s gut. His brother was obviously crazier
The hope in Jolán’s eyes made him determined to convince her he was right. Any other alternative was unacceptable.
Chapter 11
Squeezing toothpaste on his toothbrush, Ivan tried to focus on the present, but the complications of his relationship with Jolán wouldn’t rest in his mind. His brother seemed to accept the oddities and dangers of living as a Macska life-mate without hesitation. Witches, warlocks, time travelers, Protectors, and shifters. What other surprises would jump out at them?
Liam had experience being in love, even if the bimbo in question had taken him for a nasty ride. Ivan had nothing but his mother’s failed marriages to look to for examples of commitment. He hadn’t expected to be told he had less than a week to fall in love, become a daddy-to-be, and get hitched. Without a doubt, Jolán had captured his interest and affection. The sex was phenomenal, plus or minus the kinky factor. But do I have it in me to give up my heart that fast?
Time wouldn’t wait for him to take things slow, though. He had to jump in the deep end or get out. No middle ground. Common sense told him that if he chose to get out, he’d never see Liam or Jolán again. He had a lot more to lose than gain by leaving. I said I wasn’t letting anybody screw with my memories, and as rash as that statement was, I’m sticking to it.
He rinsed the sink then returned to the bedroom, where Jolán already lay in the huge bed and Liam stood waiting for his turn in the bathroom. As his brother closed the door, Ivan stripped off the clothes a couple of the men in the household had retrieved from the mangled camper.
“You’ve been quiet since I explained about my family.” Jolán’s eyes seemed to follow his every movement. “I promise we don’t use our craft very often. Most days, the only ones casting spells and incantations are the novices. They practice with their mentors starting at sixteen years old. We have to learn, in case something happens, like when Kazmer attacked.”
Slipping under the sheet, he adjusted the pillow behind his back to lean against the headboard. “Your being a witch doesn’t bother me. I’m worried—well, not actually worried , more like... concerned —about length of time we have to get to know each other before the joining ceremony. I figured we’d have a couple months at least.”
She paled, her fists clutching the covers. “I thought you...I don’t want you to leave.”
Letting his instincts lead him, he gathered her in his arms. “I’m not leaving. I don’t know if I can fall in love in less than week, though. Hell, I’ve never been in love before. How does everybody in your family make it happen so fast?”
“I don’t know.” He almost missed her whispered words. “It isn’t as easy as I thought it would be. My hormones are confusing me. I’m afraid I won’t be able to tell the difference between desire and love.”
That she shared some of his uncertainties soothed his anxiety a little bit. “I guess we’ll deal with it together. The three of us.”
Her warm lips on his bare chest sent a shiver to his balls. “Yes, the three of us.”
Trailing his fingertips along the silky skin of her upper arm, he savored the throbbing pulse in his hardening cock. “No more making love to your gorgeous ass until tomorrow. I don’t want to make you sore. How about if Liam and I take turns in your pussy tonight?”
She rubbed her foot up his calf and pressed her damp cunt against his thigh. “What if I want to give Liam a blow job while you fuck me?”
A low moan came from behind Ivan. “I don’t have a problem with that.” Liam rounded the end of the bed, smiling as he slid in the other side. “No such thing as too much of that sexy mouth.”
His infatuated expression ate at Ivan’s gut. His brother was obviously crazier
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