Master of Smoke

for her kiss. She moaned against his lips.
    He tasted of mint and magic, and he smelled of a cool spring breeze sweeping through a forest of pines. His tongue slipped into her mouth, and magic seemed to burst between them. Her vision went white.
    In that instant, David drove that thick cock into her with one ruthlessly delicious thrust. His arms closed tight around her, one hand slipping down to support her ass as the other threaded through her hair to cup her head.
    Then he began the rolling thrusts that always drove her right out of her mind. His cock slid deep, pulled out, pushed deep again through swollen, slick lips, until she could feel his balls brush her ass. Her climax danced like a mirage just beyond her reach.
    “God, David, you feel incredible.” She whispered the words against his mouth as she rolled her hips, surging up at him, craving that last hot push that would send her over the edge.
    “Good.” A triumphant grin flashed across his mouth before he claimed her lips again, kissing her as magic swirled around them and their bodies ground together, rolling, pushing, striving, the swirl of sparks triggering lust everywhere they touched.
    The climax stormed over Eva, and she threw back her head, gasping, her hair tangling with his, her sex gripping him hard, thighs clamping over his ass.
    David roared out his climax. Magic poured into her with every hot jet, tingling waves of it that made her entire body tighten and jerk and writhe in helpless delight. Sending her orgasm higher, higher, as she gripped him with nails digging into his ass.
    The deep jerking pulses finally quieted as the pleasure receded like a passing storm. Eva was barely conscious when her back touched the sheets again and David’s warm weight settled over her. He braced on elbows and knees to keep from crushing her and buried his face between her head and neck.
    Drawing him close, Eva let her eyelids drift closed as the thunder of their heartbeats began to slow in her ears.

    “Damn, that was amazing,” she said when she was capable of speech again.
    His teasing grin flashed. “You’re welcome.” Pushing off her, he rolled onto his back and looped an arm over her shoulders, pulling her into a full-body hug.
    Eva nestled into the warm, smooth curve where shoulder met chest. “Where the hell did that come from?”
    He turned his head on the silken sprawl of his hair. “I wanted you.”
    “And you got me.” She smiled lazily and turned on her side to drift her fingertips down the hard muscle of his chest, over the warm ripple of abdominals to the slack, sated curl of his cock. She cupped his balls, rolling the soft skin between her fingers. To her vast satisfaction, David shivered.
    Her stomach picked that moment to growl. Loudly.
    David’s laughter rumbled softly. “I think that’s my cue to feed you.” He sat up and gestured. Magic spilled from his hands, swirled over the edge of the bed, and pooled on the floor. A moment later, the golden sparkles congealed into a red checkered tablecloth spread over the floor. A selection of dishes were arrayed across it, emitting the delicious odor of ham, eggs, bacon, and pancakes. “Breakfast,” he announced with a wicked little smile, “is served.”
    Eva eyed the spread hungrily. “It looks delicious, but I think Gwen was planning to feed us.”
    “Gwen’s immortal—she can wait. I want to spend a little time alone with you.” There was something in his eyes. Insecurity? Where the hell did that come from?
    “Oh. Okay. It does smell good.” She let him tug her out of bed and followed him over to his impromptu picnic.
    It proved to taste every bit as good as it smelled, which was why fifteen minutes went by before Eva managed to stop eating long enough to talk. “You’re really good at the magic thing,” she observed, licking maple syrup off her fingers.
    “I’ve had a lot of practice.” David picked up a piece of bacon and crunched.
    Eva cocked her head, ogling him shamelessly.
    He tucked a lock of hair behind one pointed ear and grinned. “What?”
    “So you really are a fairy?”
    David smirked. “Have you been paying attention? I’m definitely straight.”
    “Smart-ass. I mean Sidhe.”
    He lifted one shoulder in a half shrug, picked up a strawberry, and popped it in her mouth. “Yep.”
    Eva had to chew the berry before she could go on. Like the rest of the meal, it was delicious, squirting juice over her tongue. “So now that you can remember who the