Page 36 of Elemental Love (Warlocks #1)

“And discovered that cesium ignites on contact with the air,” Gregory continued.

“Evrain drew cesium from the earth and pulled it into a funnel of air around Symeon. It ignited, effectively sealing him in a tunnel of fire. His immediate reaction was to defend himself with water, but cesium explodes on contact with water. By the time Symeon realized that he wasn’t dealing with ordinary fire and used earth to defend himself he had lost all focus.

It all happened in a matter of seconds, but it was enough time for me to hit him with a bolt of pure light, one of the few things that can reduce a warlock’s power.

The little cloudburst I created over my head that Symeon found so amusing wasn’t water, it was mineral oil, something that protects against cesium. ”

“You are all amazing. You too, Coryn. Gregory was channeling for a long time.”

Coryn shrugged. “After so many years of putting up with him, I’m used to it.”

“Hey!” Gregory protested.

Dominic dissolved into laughter, then fought back a huge yawn.

“And that’s our signal to make a hasty exit,” Coryn said. He stood, pulling Gregory up with him. “I have a particularly swanky hotel booked in Portland. We’ll be staying for a couple of days.”

“Then you must come back for dinner tomorrow evening,” Evrain said.

Dominic nodded. “Yes, then Coryn can tell me all those secrets he promised me.”

Coryn and Gregory had disappeared to their hotel with a vow to return the next day.

It was almost three in the morning by the time Dominic and Evrain reached their bedroom.

Though he would have preferred to tumble into bed, Dominic insisted on a shower.

He had to scrub himself clean, lose the contamination of Symeon’s touch from his skin.

Evrain sat on the side of the tub while he showered, soaping a sponge and running it over Dominic’s body with gentle tenderness.

“I’m not the same, Evrain. Symeon…did things to me. He made me look different.”

“You’re still you, the man I love. We’ll save a fortune on razor blades.”

Evrain’s words were soothing. “You can’t fix me? Put me back how I was?”

“Sorry, love. Another warlock’s work can’t be undone. Symeon broke every unwritten law of magic when he altered you against your will. After today, our only comfort is that he’ll never be able to do it again.”

“Are you sure?”

“As much as I can be. He won’t regain his full powers for decades and warlocks aren’t immortal. We live long lives because we don’t get sick, but nothing too far out of the ordinary.”

Dominic stepped out of the tub. Evrain wrapped him in a warm towel and patted him carefully.

“You have quite a few cuts and bruises,” he stated.

“That’s all they are. Nothing that won’t heal in a few days. I gave Damon a few marks as well.” Dominic grinned.

“Never again, Dominic. If I have to wrap you in cotton wool and lock you in the cabin, nothing will ever hurt you again.” Evrain took his hand and led him back to bed.

He tucked him in then undressed quickly.

They lay side by side under the covers, not touching.

Tension practically vibrated from Evrain’s body.

“Is channeling for the first time like losing your warlock virginity?” Dominic asked. “Are you too sore to touch me?” He projected as much na?ve innocence into his voice as he could manage.

He gasped as Evrain rolled over him, pinning him down. Suddenly Evrain’s hands were everywhere, stroking and touching, his kisses urgent and demanding. “You feel so soft and smooth.” He tangled his fingers into Dominic’s hair.

“Not totally soft,” Dominic whispered. His dick was so hard it ached and his ass seemed to be throbbing in time to his racing heartbeat, begging to be filled. “I need you in me, Evrain.”

“Patience.” Evrain threw the covers back and knelt, dipping his head to suck gently on first one nipple then the other. When they had hardened he got rougher, twisting and pulling with his teeth.

Dominic moaned and bucked. Evrain shifted his attention to lower down Dominic’s body, licking the smooth, hairless skin of his belly while pushing his legs farther apart. He channeled and tiny sparks flittered around Dominic’s cock and balls.

“Does it hurt too much?” he demanded.

“No!” Dominic gasped at the combined sensation of pain and pleasure. “It feels amazing!”

Evrain pushed a lubed finger into Dominic’s channel, quickly followed by a second. There was a thump as what Dominic guessed must be the jar of lube hit the floor.

“Fuck!” Evrain groped down the side of the bed.

“Enough, Evrain. For Christ’s sake, fuck me!” Dominic could do without any more lubrication if it meant he got Evrain’s cock inside him sooner.

Evrain lifted his hips and pressed the head of his swollen cock against Dominic’s entrance.

“Trust me?”

“Yes! Damn it, Evrain…”

Evrain sank deep inside him with a sigh as little sparks tortured Dominic’s cock and teased his swollen nipples.

“I can sense every emotion you’re feeling, every pulse of pleasure.”

He began to move faster, harder, hoisting Dominic’s legs onto his shoulders to get deeper access. They came together in a mental and physical explosion of ecstasy that left them both quivering from a series of aftershocks.

Evrain rolled onto his back. “I’m not sure I can survive doing that too often!” He turned back to kiss Dominic gently, nipping at his lower lip.

“Once or twice a day should be fine…” Dominic grinned.

“Hey, I’m the demanding one, remember? You’re supposed to be sweet and shy.” Evrain narrowed his green-gold eyes.

Dominic fluttered his lashes and chewed on his lower lip.

Evrain gave an exasperated sigh. “Sometimes I wonder which one of us is the warlock. You’ve cast your spell over me, that’s for sure.”

Dominic snaked his hand below the covers and grasped Evrain’s semi-hard cock. “Well, witchy boy, I’m about to work some more magic!”