Enchantment (28 page)

Her
e
y
e
s
were
fully
closed,
e
n
jo
y
i
ng
the
sensations
of
the
warm
water,
when
with
a
j
olt
s
he felt
bristles
across
her
back.
Her
e
y
es
ful
l
y
opened,
and
with
a
scream
rising
in
her
throat,
s
he
s
wiveled
around
and
ca
m
e face
-
to-face
with
a…

A
shower
b
rush?

Floating
in
m
i
d
air,
the
brush
looked
so
m
ewhat
like
a
rabbit.
The
bristles
were
whiskers,
its
m
outh
was
open,
and
its
ears
were
dispensing
soap.
It
floated
in
the
air,
staring
at
her
benign
l
y
.

The
startled
s
cre
a
m
tore
out
of
her
m
outh.
She
lunged
to
the
side,
t
r
y
i
ng
to
get
aw
a
y
from the
thing,
but
tripped
over
the
s
m
a
l
l ledge.
Meeka
prepared
herself
for
a
crash
on
the hard
m
ar
b
le floor,
but
sudden
l
y
found
herself
cradled
in
two
large
a
r
m
s,
instead.

The
room
w
a
s
s
howered
with
blue
and
red
s
parks.
Meeka
s
cr
a
m
bled
in
Kerrigan’s
ar
m
s, pointing
to
the
shower.
“
It,
it…”
her
w
ords
tripped
over
the
m
selves
as
s
he
waved
at
the
o
b
j
ect staring
back
at
her.
“H
o
w…?
O
h,
God,
this
can’t
be
happening.”

* * * *

Kerrigan
im
m
e
d
i
at
el
y
realized
his
m
istake.
He
had
forgotten
to
tell
her
about
the
sh
o
wer br
u
sh—the
m
ag
i
c
shower
br
u
sh,
which
auto
m
a
ti
c
al
l
y
w
a
shed
y
o
ur
back
while
y
o
u
were
in
the
s
hower.
The
brush
still
floated
in
the
air
until
he
co
m
manded,
“
S
hower
off.”
The
water
stopped, and
instant
l
y
the brush
returned
to its
place
on
the
s
hower
wall.

Kerrigan had
stood, still
holding her
naked
wet bo
d
y
in
his
ar
m
s,
before he
realized
this
w
as a
dangerous
predic
a
m
e
n
t.
Her
large,
frightened
e
y
e
s
eventual
l
y
looked
aw
a
y
from
the
s
hower and
stared
up
into
his
face.
She
had
wrapped
her
ar
m
s
around
his
neck,
and
the
rest
of
her
wet body
pre
s
sed
up
against
his
chest.

The
scent
of
fresh
lavender
lingered
in
the
roo
m
,
heightening
his
se
n
ses.
He
was
dr
o
wning in
a sea of e
m
otions
that
swirled around him like a rip tide, unable to
tear
his e
y
es
aw
a
y
from her beau
t
y
.
The
hot
tingles
from
her
fingertips
spread
through
his
bo
d
y
like
liquid
fire.
Magic
built around
them
like
a
stormy
sea
de
m
anding
release.

He
faltered,
not
knowing
if
he
could
control
his
e
m
otions.

Her
e
y
es,
so
recent
l
y
filled
with
horror,
w
ere
n
o
w
swirling
with
the
tidal
wave
of
raw pa
s
sion
consu
m
ing
th
e
m
both.
H
er
heart
was
beating
like
a
dru
m
,
faster
and
faster.
Kerrigan’s hands
traveled
over
her
bare
ar
m
s.
Kerrigan
bent
his
head
to
the
hollow
of
her
neck
to
drink
in her
scent.
H
e
was
so
hot
and
hard.
H
i
s
swollen
cock
throbbed
beneath
the
strained
denim
of
his pants.
He
wanted
nothing
m
ore than
to
be
buried
deep
inside
her
hot
bo
d
y
.

Kerrigan
lifted
his
head
and
stared
d
o
wn
at
her
sult
r
y
ruby
lips.
He
just
had
to
taste
her. Slowly
and
gent
l
y
,
his
lips
found
hers,
and
blue
fl
a
m
es
erupted
around
them
as
their
ki
s
s deepened.
H
i
s
tongue
de
m
an
d
ed
ent
r
y
, and
she
an
s
wered
with
a
low,
s
atis
f
y
i
ng
m
oan.
He
s
howered
her cheeks
and
neck with
hot
ki
s
ses
in
search of
her luscious
breasts.
Her nipples
were hard,
and
she
w
a
s
eager
for
his
touch.
He
lavishly
licked
one
nipple
at
a
ti
m
e
while
Meeka gasped
and
arched
her
bo
d
y
in
his
ar
m
s.

Kerrigan was
tr
y
i
n
g
to think.
H
e knew
he
had to
stop
this,
or he’d
take
her
right
there on
the bathroom
floor.
She
w
as
an
innocent.
He
shouldn’t
do
this.
He
couldn’t
do
it.
The
e
m
o
tions
s
wirling
in
the
pit
of
his
sto
m
ach
and
the
ache
of
pure,
hot
desire
told
h
i
m
his
e
y
e
s
w
ould
no longer
be
blue.