Witch Way to Love by Jessica Coulter Smith Page A

demon had allowed her to think. Cade was correct. Mates were
rare, even for witches. She would be foolish to squander this opportunity.
    “Do
you mean that?” he asked.
    She
nodded. “Take me home, Cade.”
    He
gave her that slow, sexy smile that had made her knees weak when she’d first
met him and, with a snap of his fingers, he translocated them from the field to his home. She should probably point out that he hadn’t
thanked anyone who had fought by his side, but she figured now wasn’t the time.
They could send out engraved thank-you cards later. Much
later.
    Cade
lifted her into his arms and carried her into the bathroom, a room that was
easily twice the size of hers. The large garden tub was big enough for three people,
the shower just as big. He set her down and began stripping off her clothes
before removing his own. It seemed she was going to have some help bathing, and
she tingled in all the right places just thinking about it. He started the
shower, sticking his hand under the stream as he adjusted the water. Seeming
satisfied, he turned to her and held out his hand.
    Breena placed her palm
in his and allowed him to assist her into the shower. He followed her into the
large enclosure and closed the door. The double showerheads felt heavenly as
they washed away the stink of Hell. Already, she felt better.   Cade squirted some shower gel in his hand,
and she noted it was a feminine scent. Her eyebrow lifted as she looked up at
him, silently asking why he had it.
    “I
wanted to be prepared for whenever you agreed to stay here. I had hoped it
would be soon, but I wasn’t going to push you.”
    His
hands smoothed the gel on her skin as he washed away the grime. His calloused
hands sent shivers down her spine. Cade didn’t linger very long on any part of
her body. It seemed he was more intent on washing her than seducing her, but
the promise in his eyes guaranteed that more was to come.
    When
he finished cleaning her, she took the time to explore his body. She hadn’t
gotten as much of an opportunity the last time they were together, and she
wanted to memorize every dip, every curve, every bit
of tanned, muscular flesh. She cleaned him as well as he’d washed her, enjoying
the task immensely. When she was finished, she decided to perform a lick test.
She sank to her knees before him and gave him a wicked smile.
    “What
are you doing?” he asked.
    “The lick test.”
    He
arched a brow. “Lick test?”
    “Let
me show you.” She leaned forward and licked his erect cock from base to tip.
    Cade
hissed in a breath as she wrapped her hands around his hips. She continued to
lick water droplets from his hard shaft before taking him into her mouth,
sucking gently. He tasted even better wet than he had the night they were
together, and she hadn’t thought that was possible. She sucked on him long and
hard, enjoying every moment of it.
    He
threaded his fingers through her wet hair, guiding her motions, but not
forcefully. She liked the attention and doubled her efforts. She wanted him to
come, wanted to taste him. No, she needed to. Breena couldn’t explain what was driving her, but she needed Cade in every way she
could possibly have him. She’d do anything he asked of her, even things she’d
never dared to before with anyone.
    “ Breena , you need to stop,” he said.
    She
ignored him and kept sucking and licking.
    “Sweetheart,
I’m going to come if you don’t stop.”
    If
anything, she sucked harder, longer. It wasn’t long before she was rewarded for
her efforts and he came, shooting down her throat, filling her mouth with his
essence. She swallowed every drop, loving the taste of him. When he was
finished, she licked him clean and rose to her feet, feeling more than a little
pleased with herself.
    “That
was very naughty of you,” he admonished. “Did it make you wet, making me come
like that?”
    Her
palms slid up his chest. “Maybe.”
    He
spread her legs, his hand delving between her folds to