Scattered Magic (The Sidhe (Urban Fantasy Series) Book 1) by S. Ravynheart, S.A. Archer Read Free Book Online

came to Rico the heavier the air felt. Thick with magic. London trembled. She tilted her head up to gaze into those deep eyes. Body heat spread over her like oil. His hands settled at the small of her back and pulled her body against his. His easy strength supported her even when her legs couldn’t. The first brush of his lips against hers sent a tingle through her. The flick of his tongue made her lips part to inhale him.
    The kiss was sensual. Slow and deep. London closed her eyes. Breathing him in, the magic cascaded into her once more. It tasted like rain. His power soaked into her, drenched her body in bliss. London circled her arms around his neck, drawing him deeper into the kiss.
    More… She wanted more…
    His hands slipped down to grip her bottom. She wrapped a leg around him and ground needfully against him. The magic drove into her core, intense with sexual pleasure. She shuddered as it spared no part of her being. The magic-induced orgasm exploded within her. Power spilled from Rico into her mouth, thick and rich. The scent of storm clouds filled her awareness. The kiss washed away everything. Everything but this moment, this fulfillment, this manifestation of perfect passion. She cried out into Rico’s mouth, but refused to let their lips part so it could escape.
    Suddenly, the magic ceased. Just like the flick of a switch. London’s eyes snapped open.
    “You work for me,” Rico informed her. “You work for no one else. You will tell me all you know, with no hesitation.”
    His words wormed their way through her blind lust. “What?” London snatched her arms back, forcing her body to obey, to back away when she desired to clutch to him. “You kiss like a million bucks, but that don’t buy me.” The magic washed through her, glorious and cleansing. Her head swam as the lingering power overloaded her equilibrium. She fought the narcotic effect of the magic, feeling herself tripping.
    One of the bodyguards shoved a card into her pocket.
    “We require your help. You will give it to us. Willingly or otherwise.” Rico brushed his fingertips over her lips.
    London froze, expecting the jolt of magic again, but nothing happened. Nothing except the heated craving that flooded through her. “What are you? What did you do to me?”
    “Find out what treachery Deacon’s performing for the wizards.”
    “Answer my question.”
    “Call me when you have something.” With a nod to the others all three of them vanished, leaving London in devastated silence.

Chapter Ten

    The minute Jhaer reappeared in the castle of the Unseelie Court, he knew the Changeling hadn’t been lying. He raced along the deserted corridors, shouting at the top of his lungs. “Where is she? Where is the queen?”
    The chancellor rushed out of an antechamber, disheveled and frantic. He hooked Jhaer’s arm and propelled him along, unwilling to stop even to talk. “She’s gone. Danu demanded the queen come to the Seelie Court for the summit. The All-Mother compelled her to comply.”
    “Compelled? So there is no pretense of neutrality anymore.” Jhaer jerked free of the chancellor. “Where are you going? We can’t allow this. The Courts can never be united.”
    “She ordered me to impart that information to you. My obligation is fulfilled.” The chancellor snatched up a satchel from a hiding place shielded by Glamour. “Believe what you will, Jhaer. The Seelie will overrun us. The Unseelie are fleeing into the Sluagh lands.”
    “That won’t save you.” Jhaer growled. “If the Seelie force the unification, no corner of the Mounds will be spared.”

Chapter Eleven

    The barrier against teleportation prevented Lugh from bringing them directly to the castle. They instead reappeared in the fey town beyond the castle walls. In anticipation of the summit that was to take place, the fey of the town were busily strewing garland, ribbons and fairy lights as if preparing for the spring festival of Beltaine. Lugh never exhausted in