Elfmoon by Leila Bryce Sin Read Free Book Online

house phones, so I fished a coin out of my pocket and dialed Roxy’s number. It rang to her voicemail. I left a quick message, telling her I was fine and looking for her, so she needed to figure out a way to let me know if she was fine too.
    I set the phone back on the cradle and started walking down the deserted street; we got about a half a block before I had to catch myself from falling with a hand on a building. The world went sideways for a nauseating moment, making me close my eyes until it righted itself.
    “Luv,” Daniel’s hand was on my back, and he was leaning close, his warm breath washing over my neck, sending a chill down my back. “What’s the matter?”
    “I think I used up too much energy,” I said, keeping my eyes closed. “Killing that thing and then setting the bonfire on fire. Usually I don’t perform two big acts like that so close together.”
    “What, you mean you need to…” Daniel let the question trail off. I knew it sounded crazy, suggesting we stop and have a quickie when I didn’t know whether or not my friend was alive or if one of those beasts were going to come running around the corner at any moment. The very thought of that set my heart racing and I felt a little flush. All that combined with the dizzy spell made me feel drunk.
    “I know,” I said, finally opening my eyes and turning to look at him. “It’s ridiculous, right?”
    “Crazy maybe, but not…” he paused, shook his head, and chuckled. “Yeah, all right, it is a little ridiculous.”
    “I’m sorry, you don’t have to…” Before I could finish, he stopped me.
    “No, no, I’m happy to oblige,” he said quickly, that same cocky half-smile pulling at his mouth. “It’s just we’re out in the open; one of those beasts could show up at any minute…” His voice trailed off again as the thought of us being caught began to sink into our minds, and it felt… exciting.
    Daniel swept me up in his arms; his mouth crushed mine as he kissed me. I fed from his mouth, feeling the seeking magic inside of me answering the heat of his need immediately. He lifted me off of my feet and I threw my legs around his waist, feeling my tights stretch against my legs, and I mentally cursed myself for putting them back on. Daniel walked forward until I pressed against a wall, the rough brick pressed into my back through the thin fabric of my sweater. He ground his hips into me, pushing my skirt up my hips until it was loose around my waist and I could feel the roughness of his jeans through my tights.
    I gripped the back of his Mohawk, pulling until he made a sound for me, muffled against my mouth, and his fingers curled into my waist until it hurt and I echoed his sound for him. My magic swirled through me and out of me, pushing into him, and I felt him grow hard and long as his hips shifted against me again. He pulled one hand out from behind my back and ran it up my thigh and gripped my tights, pulling at the fabric with a frustrated growl. They weren’t nylons, so they wouldn’t tear easily. I snickered against his mouth, breaking our kiss.
    “Sorry about those,” I said, but Daniel didn’t respond. Instead he spun around, still holding me up, and walked us over to an empty bus stop. I was more than a little confused when he set me down behind the bench meant for people waiting for the bus, but before I could ask him what he was doing, Daniel turned me around and bent me over the back of the bench. I braced myself with my hands on the seat of the bench as his fingers gripped the elastic band of my tights and then ripped them down, baring my ass.
    I gasped as the cool night air hit my skin, causing goosebumps to rise on the back of my thighs. The bench I was bent over was metal and it bit into my skin; so many cold sensations made me shiver and I felt my nipples harden under the lacy fabric of my bra. I made a noise of pleasure, picking one hand up and reaching to tease my eager nipples further, pinching them lightly