Power ignites through the love of one woman and two men.
Raine thought she knew everything about magic. An acolyte in the coven at Haven, she's part of the inner circle with a sexy shifter named Sebastian to call her own. Then she begins dreaming of a darkly sensual stranger who makes her feel things no acolyte should feel...
Sebastian is a shifter torn between two desires. The loyalty to the witch who is his mistress, and his knowledge that his own magic could be so much more. When Sebastian and Raine collide with an outsider who wields incredible Power, their lives will never be the same.
Long ago Maximus Canonach walked away from his coven and his lovers. Now after years of loneliness, fate has thrown the threesome back together just as the magical world stands on a threshold of Power and violence. But Raine and Sebastian have no memory of their lives together with Max. Sebastian might be willing to forgive and choose to share his magic and his bed with Max, but it will take every bit of seductive charm the sexy shifters can muster to convince Raine to give their love a second chance.
Reader note: contains m/m/f ménage erotic romance elements including male/male love
Thunder rumbled in the distance and lightning cracked the sky. A gust of wind swept through the tall grass, forcefully bending the stalks. Raine gazed across the clearing and inhaled deeply, soaking up the scent of the coming storm. The electricity in the atmosphere shimmered over her skin and bolstered the Power within. She closed her eyes and let the magic fill her. She’d never experienced such a strong surge. Even her fingertips tingled with the sensation.A man emerged from the distant trees and strode toward her. Tousled blond hair curled around his face. Towering over her petite five foot four inches, he radiated Power. Barechested and wearing only a pair of buckskin pants, his body was on display. The planes of his torso were etched with tightly bunched abdominal muscles. Broad shoulders tapered to a trim waist. Just above his low-slung waistband, an infinity symbol branded his skin like rings of fire.Her body was alive with need. She knew this man, wanted him. The desperate longing was foreign. Impossible. It was an ache in her body that culminated at a point between her legs. Her clitoris throbbed so fiercely she wanted to slide her hand down her belly and into her panties. Her fingers itched to sink into her cleft just to seek relief from the sexual tension.None of her reactions made sense. Raine felt as though this man belonged to her and always had. She wondered if she’d known him in a past life. She wanted to ask, but he didn’t look as though he would be willing to waste time answering her questions.The closer he came, the more details Raine could see of his face. His forehead was high and his jaw broad. Something about him suggested a wicked sense of humor, but there was no amusement in his expression right now. His topaz eyes were like bits of living flame. He held up one hand, a ball of energy crackling in his palm.The abrupt jolt of pure magic jarred her. The dream world shimmered, dissolving to mist. Raine struggled to remain with her handsome dream lover. Desperate, she flung her arms around his neck and dragged him close enough to kiss.Power exploded around them. Thunder shattered the air and sheets of water fell from the sky. He wrapped his strong arms around her body until she couldn’t tell where she ended and he began. His tongue snaked into her mouth, staking an undeniable claim. Her sex grew warm and slippery. It was all she could do to keep herself from grinding against him, begging him to fling her to the ground and sink his cock deep into her core. The rigid outline of his erection pressed against her pelvis while she undulated against it.“Ours,” he whispered. “You were ours.”Who was he to make such a claim on an acolyte of the Inner Circle? No male should be so bold, but secretly Raine thrilled at the possessiveness in his tone.“Raine!” A voice drifted in from beyond the dreaming.She frowned, pulling away from the seductive stranger. The ghostly outline of a cat darted between them. It meant something. She knew it did, but she couldn’t tell from his expression if he’d seen it too. Her dream lover frowned. He anchored her tightly to his body, pressing his face to her pale hair.“Don’t go,” he whispered.She didn’t want to leave him. A bolt of lightning seared the sky as though the very elements were in tune with her emotions. She curled her fingers into his biceps until her knuckles turned white, but the world seemed to spin around them. It shattered like ice and Raine felt someone shaking her awake.“Raine. Baby, wake up.”It was like swimming through deep water that filled her ears and her mouth. Raine registered the familiar sounds of the isolated convent where she lived and worked. Wind whistled around the building, and somewhere in the thick woods an owl hooted. She sensed the snow outside drifting in lazy swirls toward the ground. It was strangely warm though her fire had burned down to embers. The shadowy outline of the narrow chest of drawers and her writing desk helped to ground her. She was in her room and it was Bas poking her, trying to get her fully awake.“Raine.”She caught his hand before he could jab her ribs again. “I’m awake.”“Where did you go?”It was only in a community like hers that she would be asked where she had gone in dreams. The rest of the mundane world would have simply asked if she’d had a nightmare.“Nowhere familiar.” Her mind was still too full of other things for her to consider talking this over with Bas.He wasn’t really supposed to be sleeping in her room. They were an official couple, but there were still rules in the dormitories. Cassandra called it protocol. They had to protect the precious protocol at all costs, which meant that most couples spent every night sneaking in and out of bedrooms.He pressed a kiss to her forehead, letting his lips travel down the side of her face toward her mouth. He ran his palms down her bare torso before returning to her breasts. Cupping their fullness, he molded each one until she was writhing with the need for his mouth on her nipples.Her body responded as it always did. A chill began in her spine and ended with the thrum of Power in her veins. She was already wet between her legs. Her dream lover’s kisses had ripened her flesh and made her ache for completion. A flash of confusion threw her momentarily off balance. Reality and dreams layered one upon the other until there was no boundary.Ideas flooded her head, but they didn’t feel like hers. She saw the smile of her dream lover and felt his kiss. The sensation of sinking to her knees and stroking the long length of his cock in her hands, of kissing the rounded head before she took it between her lips. Raine moaned at the anticipation of his taste, and wondered what it would be like to bring him unparalleled pleasure.“Women don’t perform such acts in our world. It isn’t the order of things.”Bas took the whole of her areola into his mouth and swirled his tongue around her taut nipple. In her mind she saw the seductive stranger smile and roll her other nipple between his fingers. Arousal deepened until the world was shrouded in insubstantial haze. It was almost as if he were somehow there in the room with them. The scent of a summer storm drifted on the air and her body responded.“I want you so badly,” Bas murmured. He slid one hand down her body, resting it on the curve of one hip. “May I touch you?”“Yes!” She squirmed impatiently, wishing it wasn’t so ingrained in him to ask about every little thing. She had a feeling her dream lover didn’t give a damn about permission.Bas cupped her mound and then slid his index finger between her pussy lips. “You’re so wet for me!”She moaned at the contact. The sound of him stroking her sex fueled her fantasies. Her mind painted an image of decadent pleasure, Bas spreading her legs and sinking balls deep into her hot cunt while she opened her mouth to receive the rounded head and thick shaft of her dream lover’s cock. Secretly, she wanted to be suspended like that, filled and used until she was ready to explode with the sheer potency of it all.Energy coursed through Raine’s body. She could hold still no longer. She pushed Bas onto his back. He hit the mattress with a grunt of surprise. His lean six-foot frame was packed with tightly coiled muscle. She skated her fingers over each contour, delighting in the forbidden feel of his skin. Witches of the Inner Circle were not proactive during intercourse. They were vessels. The sole purpose of a male was to pleasure his mistress and bolster her Power.“Raine?” Uncertainty coated Bas’s voice.She put her fingers to his lips. “Hush and let me please you.”She couldn’t see the details of his expression, but she could picture the quizzical lifting of his brow. He was by far the most handsome of the familiars in the coven. Why he’d chosen Raine had always been a mystery. She wasn’t particularly pretty or smart like her sisters.Raine dipped her head and pressed a kiss to the hollow of his throat. He sucked in a quick breath and his belly moved beneath her. She let her bare breasts skim his torso. The delicious friction made her even wetter. She kissed his chest and laved her tongue over his right nipple.Bas hissed and arched off the bed. Raine felt the channels opening between them. Bas’s Power was at her disposal as it should have been. Then she closed her teeth on his nipple and ignited a spark of magic. She was no longer absorbing Power from Bas. There was a deep connection between the two of them. The sensation was titillating, a forbidden taste of unknown pleasure.Emboldened, she bit his other nipple and then licked it with her tongue. He gave a deep moan and thrust his hips reflexively. She felt the insistent nudge of his cock against her tummy and recalled her earlier fantasy.She’d never given a blowjob before, but she and her sisters had spent plenty of time discussing what might make a woman want to do such a base thing. Raine understood now. She wanted to please Bas in ways she’d never dreamed possible and deep down she sensed there was no better way to make it happen.She moved down his body until his shaft was hot against her cheek. She nuzzled his cock, getting used to the musky, clean odor of him. Bas grew still. She sensed his hesitation and hurried to jump off the cliff before he could protest.The first slide of his thickness into her mouth was sheer heaven. He tasted better than she could have imagined. A tiny bead of precum slithered across her tongue and she salivated at the salty flavor. Instinct took over and Raine sucked hard. It was as though someone else were in control of her body, or as if she’d done this before in another time and place.She bobbed her head up and down before lowering herself so far onto his shaft that the short hairs at his groin tickled her nose. She sucked hard and let her tongue swirl around and around the swollen head of his penis. All the while he gasped and trembled beneath her. The sense of control was exhilarating.Bas tangled his fingers in her long hair and dragged her away from his cock. “Please, Raine. I don’t want to come like this. I want to bring you pleasure.”Feeling both worldly and awkward, Raine left Bas’s cock with one last deep suck and then threw one leg over his hips. She sat up straight and used her knees to brace her body above his.Bas’s guttural shout of satisfaction was the only sound when she impaled herself on his erection. The abrupt intrusion was exactly what she needed. The sensitive tissues in her pussy throbbed with the desire to come. She rocked against him, moving in an untutored grind of passion. His hands found her hips, gripping tightly as she rolled her body against his.Raine sensed it building at her core. She was filled with the spiraling sensation of climbing not just to the peak of orgasm, but also to the crescendo of Power. She sensed Bas’s gaze and cupped his face in both palms. Her eyes slid shut and the world fractured as she careened over the cliff of fulfillment.Bas groaned and ejaculated in a rush of warmth that sent her to the outer limits. Raine screamed with the intensity. Outside, the snow flurries turned into a brutal storm. Snow whipped against the window. The room grew darker as the snow obscured the floodlights surrounding the courtyard. Raine had never lost control of her magic like this. Never.Then the collar around Bas’s neck lit the room with white-hot light. His pleasure turned instantly to pain. His cry tore at her heart as she realized she’d brought this agony upon him.“Bas?” She stopped moving and touched his face. “Are you all right?”He panted as though he’d run a marathon. “Can’t. Breathe.”She climbed off his body and brushed her fingers over the glowing collar. It shocked her, momentarily numbing her hand. “What the hell?”Bas shuddered and then his form shivered. She watched, confused, as he shifted to his secondary form. The change began more slowly than usual and Raine wondered if he were fighting it. His outline grew hazy. He abruptly shrank and sprouted thick black hair all over his body. Claws erupted from his nail beds and he grew a long tail. When the change was complete, she had a large black housecat crashed out on her bedroom floor.The shift wasn’t exactly unexpected. As with all males born to the Power, Bas was a witch’s familiar. Familiars had alternate forms, usually toads, snakes, or rats. Bas was more powerful than most, hence the cat.There was an insistent rapping on the door. “Raine?”Raine’s belly knotted when she recognized Cassandra’s voice. As High Priestess of the coven at Haven, Cassandra was their ultimate authority. “Bas, you have to hide!” Raine snapped out in a harsh whisper. She cleared her throat and tried not to sound as if she’d just had the best orgasm of her life. “Just a moment!” Raine hurriedly pulled a bathrobe from her closet as she ushered a punch drunk Bas beneath the bed.What was wrong with him? According to protocol, he wasn’t supposed to be sleeping in her room, but it wasn’t like this was their first time having sex. The collar had never reacted like this before.“Just sit your kitty butt down and be quiet,” she ordered.His green eyes narrowed and he gave her a distinctly catlike look of disdain, but he was still panting and obviously unable to argue.Raine didn’t have time to worry about whether or not he was mad. Bas would get over it. Cassandra would not.