given her, which were now as much a part of her as her curls or her blue eyes.
The longer Varin thought about it, the more devious Baal’s plan turned out to be. He’d allowed Heidi to keep all her magic, even though he could have yanked it from her in a heartbeat as he’d done to Varin. Ah, but it was so much sweeter to watch her struggle with the overwhelming energy at her fingertips as she grappled with the magical power that she still hadn’t learned to fully control.
With the snap of her fingers and a few well-timed words, Heidi could snuff out both of their mortal souls. He couldn’t let that happen. He wouldn’t let that happen.
Heidi ran her fingers through her hair, grimacing when her thumb nudged her horns. “What am I like, then? I can’t seem to remember much about my life before…” She waved a hand through the air, the gesture encompassing the chamber and perhaps the rest of the Underworld. “Before all this.”
Luke moved to stand behind her, his slate-gray eyes sparkling with genuine affection. From her vantage point, Heidi couldn’t see him, which was a shame, Varin thought. If she could get a glimpse of the tenderness and unmistakable ardor in Luke’s gaze, perhaps she’d begin to understand that their relationship ran much deeper than Baal had let on.
“You’re unlike anyone I’ve ever met,” Luke whispered, trailing his fingertips across the nape of her neck.
Heidi shuddered visibly under his touch, her eyelids drooping slightly as he continued the gentle caress.
Emboldened by the knowledge that she wasn’t going to strike out at either of them again, Varin closed the remaining distance and pressed his body against hers. He lowered his head, pleased when she didn’t flinch or attempt to move away. Her breathing grew shallower and her warm breath tickled his lips.
“You’re bold and daring, courageous and unafraid. You don’t take orders from anyone, and you don’t back down in the face of adversity, no matter how bad the odds may seem.”
She smiled then, a genuine, lopsided smile that made his heart clench. Unable to hold back any longer, Varin swept the tip of his tongue into the crevice of her closed mouth. She tasted the same as he remembered, sweet and feminine, with a hint of something spicy, like cinnamon or clove.
His tongue traced her silky lips until she opened them and allowed him to delve into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth. Varin’s cock jolted with a fierce ache as he thrust inside her, remembering what it had felt like to slip his shaft in her mouth, to have her suck him deep between those full lips and moan around his throbbing rod.
He didn’t know what kind of response to expect from this woman who didn’t remember him. He’d have understood if she’d shied away or tried to push his aggression aside, but she did neither. Instead, she groaned softly, the sound of her willingness to give herself to him drifting into his mouth and lingering there like a whispered promise.
At last, Varin pulled away, driven by the need to see and touch and taste all of her. He trailed kisses over the side of her jaw and down the column of her throat, then dipped inside her cleavage and slipped his tongue into the luscious valley of her full breasts.
Heidi’s magic bounced out of control around them. It fluttered wildly, writhing in the air, binding them in a cocoon of euphoria. Varin’s heart skipped a beat as he wondered whether she’d learned to control her abilities. He’d had no time to train her, but he hoped her previous knowledge of all things magical would at least keep her from sending the currents of power spinning out of control as he brought her over the edge into the ecstasy of orgasm.
If she lost her grip on the fragile strands, she’d kill them all, whether she meant to or not. Varin’s only hope was to somehow remind her of who she really was. If he could do that without drawing Baal’s suspicion, she might have a chance to get out of this