Vision of Seduction (5 page)

asked. "Your energy is very powerful, but it doesn't feel quite right for a

healer."

Grayson laughed, and once again, the beguiling sound roamed over her

like a verbal caress. "No, my beautiful Seer. I'm no healer." He traced a

single calloused finger over her bottom lip, and she clenched her fists to

keep from leaning into the light friction of his touch. "I'm a Klatch witch, an

ancient line of otherworldly witches whose life force is sexual energy."

It was Katelyn's turn to laugh. "Wow, I'll be happy to lend any help in that

arena you might need. Although, unfortunately, I'm only human, and

while sex is nice—stellar, if I'm lucky—I need rest and time to heal. That is,

if I was sick or injured, which I'm not."

He brushed his lips over hers, which left a pleasant buzzing sensation on

her skin.

"You're wrong, Seer. Healing doesn't follow human rules here. And you're

still injured from the energy blast. Trust me."

She stepped back.

"I don't trust anyone." She surprised herself by blurting out something she

had said only to herself countless times before. Grayson only smiled. "I

know, my beautiful Seer. Then let me show you instead." Before she could

argue the point, he pulled her tight against him. He plunged his fingers

into her hair while he captured her mouth with his.

Her hands found his chest, and her frantic mind sent her arms a signal to

push him away, but her body betrayed her, and her fingers fisted in the

soft cloth of his T-shirt. Heat sizzled between them, and she felt as if she

would drown in the overwhelming sensations. Finally, his lips gentled

against hers, and she was able to step away from him. She swayed slightly,

but locked her knees and stared him down. "What are you doing to me?"

Grayson didn't state the obvious, but seemed to instinctively understand

her real question. "Every Klatch has a special gift, and mine is to cause

arousal in others. I can control it, but it comes very naturally, and most of

the time I don't even realize I'm doing it."

"It's bad enough you're a walking wet dream, but now you think you can

magickally cause arousal?" She slapped her hand over her mouth as she

realized she'd said the words out loud.

Arousal? Hell, so far he's some sort of truth serum!

A pleased expression lit Grayson's already too-handsome features. "Not

only have you shown more resistance to my inherent gift than any Klatch

woman ever has, but you seem to have the same effect on me. No woman

has ever affected me like this. Until you."

Inside her mind, Katelyn laughed at the ridiculousness of his statement. He

thought she'd shown resistance? Hell, if Ethel hadn't interrupted, Katelyn

might've backed him up against her display case and taken advantage of

him right there.

Besides, he was delusional. He had to be. She'd never encountered any

type of magick or energy that would do what he described. It sounded

more like a case of male ego and less like an "inherent gift." Katelyn held

up her hand stop-sign fashion. "On-demand arousal. Right. I don't buy it."

She fisted her hands on her hips and glared at him. "Hit me with your best

shot, Mr. Goddess's Gift to Womankind. Show me this 'inherent gift.' "

Grayson sighed as though disappointed in her lack of belief. "You're a very

stubborn woman, Seer. Please remember that you specifically asked for this

demonstration." He shrugged. "Although, it will help you heal, so I

suppose it can't hurt."

Katelyn snorted. "You have no idea how stubborn I can be." She held out

her arms wide, making herself a bigger target. "Bring it on, stud."

Grayson never moved, but a wave of his energy surrounded her, and her

entire body burned with desire. Her breasts ached almost painfully. Her

pussy throbbed with need.

Even her skin felt as if it might explode if she didn't have Grayson inside

her.

Katelyn wanted hot, kinky, explosive sex, and she wanted it now.

She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, drawing in lungfuls of air as she

battled against her urges and desires.

Katelyn pictured a shield made of pure white light that surrounded her

body and blocked his energy.

Immediately, the assault lessened but didn't stop. Apparently, even her

strongest shields couldn't totally protect her. He hadn't been kidding about

his "gift."

"Enough." The word slipped from her lips with effort, and she hoped

Grayson heard it over the pounding of blood inside her head.

Just as quickly as the desire began, it stopped, as if Grayson had flipped a

switch.

Katelyn locked her knees, fisted her hands, and screwed her eyes shut

tight. She refused to crumple to the ground with relief like she wanted to.

When her heart had slowed enough so she was sure it wouldn't pound

right out of her chest, she opened her eyes. She expected his expression to

be smug. Instead, it was apologetic. He stood stock-still as though afraid to

come closer.

"Okay." Katelyn sucked in a shaky breath. "Remind me not to ask for any

future demonstrations from you."

Grayson winced. "I'm sorry. I did try to tell you."

"Don't be sorry. I asked, and you obliged." She swallowed hard as her body

gradually returned to normal. Vision or not, she might as well figure this

out—even though she'd never had a vision quite this ... interactive.

Katelyn glanced up at him. "Is that why I've been fascinated by you since

you stepped into my shop? I thought my hormones had gone haywire."

His closeness seemed to short-circuit the neural pathway that connected

her mind to her mouth, because she could only stand and stare into those

mesmerizing amethyst eyes.

"You have my word that I will keep my gift firmly in check with you, as

much as I'm able." He carefully raised his hand as though giving her the

chance to step away.

As if I could move even if I wanted to. Her entire body felt like it had turned

into a giant pile of Jell-O in danger of wobbling to the floor.

"Let me show you what's between us—just us." His fingers skimmed along

her jaw, sending tendrils of heat racing toward her nipples and straight to

her core.

Now that she'd survived the full demonstration, she could discern her

innate—normal—reaction to Grayson. The only energy that emanated from

him was pure male arousal, which was more intoxicating than any "gift."

Her body continued to respond in kind.

There wasn't any sudden switch that would give her relief from this—only

good, old-fashioned sex. She hoped they got to that part of the

demonstration soon.

Those sensuous lips curved, and Grayson threaded his long fingers into her

hair until he cupped the nape of her neck. Then, so slowly Katelyn thought

she'd go insane, he lowered his face toward hers until his warm breath

feathered over her lips.

A shudder ran throughout her body.

She drowned inside his searching gaze. Using all her willpower, Katelyn

opened her mouth to try to speak.

Or, more accurately, to beg him to get on with the kiss and put her out of

her misery.

Grayson must have taken her parted lips as an assent, because he yanked

Katelyn against him as he fused his mouth with hers. He traced her bottom

lip with his tongue before delving inside to explore and possess.

Her blood fired in her veins, and Katelyn returned his fevered kiss. She

twined her arms around his neck and pulled him closer before molding

herself against the hard line of his body. A sigh escaped, and she ground

her hips against his growing erection.

Grayson winced, and she tried to pull back. His splayed hand on the small

of her back kept her in place. He rained open-mouthed kisses over her face

and down the side of her neck. "My shoulder is still healing from the battle

with the Cunts. But the sustenance you provide me should speed my

recovery."

A thousand very logical questions rose to the forefront of Katelyn's mind,

but she firmly pushed them all away. Vision or reality ... she didn't care at

the moment. Since she'd first laid eyes on Grayson, she'd wanted him, and

she was determined to enjoy this.

He nibbled a path along the side of her throat, sending arousal arrowing

through her, and ripping a long moan from her throat.

"Oh, Goddess ..." Katelyn's head fell back, and her hips bucked against him

as if they had a mind of their own.

All she could do was hold on to him as a storm of sensations assaulted her

and threatened to tear her apart. "Swear to me you'll never stop whatever it

is you're doing." Katelyn's husky voice hung in the thick air around them.

Grayson chuckled, and Katelyn discovered how right she'd been earlier.

The bass vibrations echoed through her body, caressing her everywhere at

once. Every inch of her ached to be touched and possessed.

Once Katelyn had gotten her fill of him, she wondered if he would be

willing just to lie next to her naked and read the phone book—or read

anything—just so those wonderful, low vibrations could skitter through

her body, scattering all her thoughts and sizzling against her nerve

endings.

"Patience, Katelyn. We have a lifetime to explore each other."

The word lifetime threatened to bring her out of the wonderful sexual

frenzy, but then his large hand closed over her bare breast, and any protest

died away on her lips.

How did I suddenly get naked?

Then she noticed his clothes were gone as well.

Thank the Goddess for balance in the universe—even inside a vision, She provides!

Grayson pinched her nipple, then gently pulled it, causing a rush of

moisture between her thighs, as Katelyn's clit swelled and ached for

attention.

"Grayson, please ..." Katelyn's mind refused to cooperate or form the words

that would demand he fuck her senseless before she exploded from

frustration. She reached between them, her hand closing over the silky skin

on the most impressive cock she'd ever wrapped her fingers around.

Thick and long, Grayson's cock overflowed her hand, and Katelyn stroked

him from the base all the way to the swollen head. She grazed her thumb

over the tip and groaned as her skin met the creamy wetness of his precome.

Grayson gasped and jumped back as if she'd scalded him.

"Before your coming of age, my essence may be dangerous to you, Katelyn.

I'm not sure how it affects humans."

Katelyn's blood roared through her veins, and her pussy ached to have

Grayson fill her. She'd gone too long without a man inside her to have him

pull back now. "I have no fucking idea what you're talking about, and I

don't care. All I can say is this vision better not end before we're finished."

She dropped to her knees in front of Grayson, surprised to find the grassy

ground soft and giving beneath her. Katelyn closed her mouth over the

swollen head of his cock, caressing him with her tongue and lips.

He stiffened, and she thought he might push her away, but he let her take

him deep inside her throat while she gently massaged his balls between her

fingers.

When a long, strangled moan ripped from Grayson, Katelyn made an

"mmm" sound deep in her throat and slid his long shaft from between her

lips until she could tease the underside of the head with her tongue. She

glanced up at him and smiled to herself as he closed his eyes, seemingly

lost in the sensations she provided. Grayson threaded his fingers through

her hair, his large hand cupping the back of her head.

Katelyn wrapped her free hand around the base of his shaft and stroked

him in time with the movements of her mouth. She increased her speed,

and each time the tip of his cock bumped the back of her throat, Katelyn's

own arousal spiraled tighter.

The salty-sweet taste of his pre-come burst over her tongue, and she

groaned at the erotic sensation. Her pussy clenched, begging for attention,

but an overwhelming need to feel Grayson come inside her mouth flowed

through her.

His breath chuffed out in choppy pants, and his cock hardened further

between her lips as his balls tightened against his body.

"Katelyn!" he roared as hot come spurted against the back of her throat.

A surge of energy flowed through her, making her skin tingle and every

hair on her body stand on end.

She milked Grayson with her hand and lips until his spasms eased and

then finally stopped.

Katelyn ran her tongue along his softening length and then sat back on her

haunches to look up into his face.

Her body still ached with desire, and her skin was tight and sensitive.

Grayson smiled down at her, his eyes dark with passion. "If I didn't know

better, I'd say you were a Klatch. But at this point, I'm glad you're human,

and that my essence didn't harm you."

Katelyn filed that information away for later study. "Yeah, I think not. I can

only provide arousal the good, old-fashioned way."

"I think you have more power than you know." Grayson dropped to his

knees in front of her and then tumbled her backward onto the soft grass,

capturing her arms over her head.

Katelyn squealed in surprise and then gasped as she found her hands