Sea Witch: Children of the Waves (6 page)

Chapter Seven

Sienna lay back in the diluted water and
immersed herself until it covered her face. It was not ideal, but she should be
able to view enough to find Shawnah. Time ceased to have meaning for her as she
allowed her powers to surge and guide her. When she was ready, she rose. The
water glistened off her skin, running down her body and dampened the tiles
beneath her feet. She stood dripping wet before the mirror and allowed the
viewing to reveal itself to her.

Staring at herself, what took shape and
appeared before her looked shadowed, surrounded by gray clouds. Sometimes, this
happened when things were not quite set and certain events needed to happen to
get a clearer picture. She suspected, in this instance, it might also be
because of the impurities in the water she used to call forth the viewing. The
vision was not quite clear, but enough for her to recognize they were in the
right area.

Shawnah was nearby, in one of the
buildings.

After her viewing, she returned to the
tub of water for a while, she needed the calming influence. Even if muted, the
experience had drained her. Being in the water helped, but she still felt
tired. She needed to rest.

Drying off with a towel, she put on the
thick robe she found behind the door. When she stepped out of the bathroom, her
gaze immediately roamed the room for Aaron. At first, she did not see him, but
she felt him near. Moving past the bed, she went to the balcony and saw him
standing before the railing. She smiled. Her mate. So very beautiful. This
could not be easy on him. She knew that. What he did not understand, the
connection they shared, the need to be claimed ran just as strong on her part
as his. It would take both of their strengths to see this through.

He swung around. “How are you feeling?”

“Better. But I need to rest a bit.”

“Did you see anything?”

“Yes. We are close. I saw a building, the
viewing was not a very clear one, but I feel the building might hold some
significance for her. Like she spends much time there.”

He frowned. “Perhaps, where she lives or
works. This is more an area for office buildings than residences.”

“I cannot tell. But maybe later, if we
can walk around, I will be able to recognize what I have seen.”

He took a step toward her and touched her
face, as though he couldn’t help himself. Running his palm down her neck and
then taking her hand, he squeezed it. “Yes, I can see you’re tired. Then come.
I’ll put you to bed.” He led her back into the room and pulled back the covers.
“Go on and get in.”

She did as he instructed, the robe still
on, but it gaped open a bit, and she heard his indrawn breath at the sight of
her bared skin. His needs reached out to her, because they reflected her own.
She lay back on the bedding.

“Comfortable?” he asked, as he pulled the
cover up over her.

“Yes, thank you. I am fine.”

He straightened up to move away from her,
but she raised her hand and grabbed his wrist. “Where are you going?”

“I thought I’d just go downstairs to the
bar and let you rest for a while.”

She shook her head. “No. Stay with me.”
She relaxed back down on the pillow.

“Sienna, I’m not so sure that’s a good
idea. I want to, believe me. Too much.”

“Then do so. I trust you, beloved.”

He sighed. “You place much faith in me.”

“Yes, above all else.”

He stood up and toed off the sneakers
he’d bought. She moved over to make room for him, but instead of him getting
under the covers like she thought he would, he lay down above them. Resting his
head on the pillow beside hers, they stared at each other.

She moved closer to him and wrapped her
arm around his waist.

Aaron placed his legs over hers, and they
snuggled against each other.

Sienna put her head near his heart and
could feel the rhythm of it. The way it increased with each inhale. She smiled,
feeling safe. Her eyes closed to the sound of his life force coursing through
his body.
Her mate.

Shawnah didn’t know what made her glance
up. It was late. She’s stayed later tonight at the office than she’d planned.
Long after everyone had already gone for the evening. Donny would have locked
the front entrance and the elevator when he left. So, no one would be able to
come up to this floor without a key card.

The case she was working on was
interesting, but nowhere near as compelling as the Oceanus case. Still, it held
her attention, but this didn’t explain why after dinner she’d returned to the
office. Some sense kept telling her she needed to be there. Now, at ten at
night, she remained doing research she could have done at home.

The same feeling she’d been having
recently, she believed drove her dreams, also told her change headed her way
and this was where it would find her. None of which, however, explained this
sudden sense of danger flashing in her head.

Quietly, she closed her laptop screen.
The lights in her office were already off, she never turned on the overhead
light, preferring natural light as much as possible. Which is why her desk was
situated beside the wall of windows. It looked full on dark out; her view
overlooked the harbor so not much outside light. Although, the hallways in the office
remained lighted.

Her door stood open, but she knew she was
no longer alone on the floor—and she should have been. She wasn’t sure
about the other floors in the ten-story office building, but a guard remained
stationed down in the lobby after four. She gently eased open the desk drawer
and removed the gun in her purse, along with her keys. As a private
investigator, she held a license to carry a gun and she knew how to use it.
Although, in her five years in the field, she’d never had to fire it at a person,
just its presence was usually enough to get her out of any problems.

Gripping the barrel of the gun, she held
it up and slightly away from her chest as she moved to the edge of her opened
door. She strained to listen for any more sounds out of the ordinary. What had
gotten her attention earlier, she realized, was the elevator door out in the
central area opening. Her office sat around a corner and down the hall from
there, so she couldn’t see the area from her location.

Peeking around the doorframe, she neither
saw nor heard anyone. Silently, she moved into the hall and headed in the
opposite direction of the elevators, toward the small kitchen area. Another
exit there, led out into the hall and the bank of elevators. She’d just made it
to the kitchen when she heard the soft footfalls, anyone else would have missed
it, but all of her senses were highly sensitive. More so than others.

Someone had entered her office.

Shawnah turned around to go back and
confront the intruder when she heard more movement in the front room.

Two, there were two people in here.

Fuck.

“Anything?” Someone whispered, but not
whoever was in the front part of the office, near the reception area. So, this
meant maybe more than two people were in her office. The sound of footsteps
headed away from the receptionist area toward the whispered word.

One person she could handle, but two,
maybe three—she wouldn’t take the chance. Opening the outer door, she
made her way to the reception area and eased through the door, which was
unlocked. She knew damn well, Donny had locked it on his way out, since he knew
she was still there working late.

She started to push the button for the
elevator, but she couldn’t chance it making a sound and alerting the intruders
in her office of her presence. Besides, she wasn’t sure if the elevator was
still on this floor. There were three elevator banks, two would be locked down
this time of night and the panel showed they were still in the lobby. The third
would be the only one still working and would require the key card, but she
couldn’t tell where it was. She heard voices and decided not to chance it. She
headed for the stairwell.

Going as fast as she dared without making
much noise, she headed down toward the lobby. Using the key fob attached to her
key ring, she opened the exit to the lobby, and rushed past the elevators
toward the desk podium where the evening guard was stationed. She slowed her
steps when at first, she didn’t see anyone there, but as she got closer, she
saw a body slumped down.

Walking right up to him, she called out,
“Are you all right?” When she didn’t get a response, she moved around to the
side of the desk, it was then she saw the blood on his temple. She raised her
hand to feel his neck just as she heard the sound of the elevator ding before
the door would open.

“Shit.” Turning, she ran for the main
entrance, sorry now she hadn’t thought to grab her cell phone too, in fact, she
should have just grabbed her purse. Too late now. She made it to the front door
and tugged the handle. In her haste, forgetting it would be locked and she’d
need to press the button on the side to unlock it. Wasting precious seconds.

“You! Fucking stop right there.”

The shout came from behind her, but she
didn’t turn around. When she heard the lock click, she grabbed the door handle
and yanked it open. Rushing out into the night, she raced down the sidewalk.
The streets were practically empty. She heard more shouts and people chasing
her, she ran on. She saw the lights of a car turning the corner, she ran out into
the street to force the driver to stop.

He did and got out of the car.

“Help me, call the…” That’s as far as she
got.

The man grabbed her hand trying to take
away her gun while shoving her in the car, just as she heard the men who’d been
chasing her yelling for him to hold onto her. “Fuck.” Then she began to fight,
but it was too late. The cold press of metal dug into her side.

“Get the fuck in the car.”

She didn’t have a choice, she was shoved
into the car, before she could scoot over and try to make a run out of the
other side, someone opened the door and pointed a gun at her. Indicating with
the wave of his hand to give over her gun. She did and he sat down beside her,
another man got in the back and they kept her in the middle.

The guy who’d been driving climbed back
into the driver’s seat, a fourth man got into the passenger seat and they took
off.

She noticed he carried her laptop with
him. “What do you want?” she asked.

“Just a moment or two of your time,” the
man in front said.

“All you had to do was call and set up an
appointment.”

He turned to glance at her and smiled.
“Are you Shawnah Linch?”

“Who wants to know?”

“I’m the one asking the question.”

The man to the right of her pulled out
from beside him what looked like her purse. Her efforts to grab it were futile;
he merely turned aside and moved it out of her reach, then tossed it to the guy
in front. He pulled out her wallet and glanced at it, then back at her. “Yeah,
you’re Shawnah.”

“Okay, so now what is it that you want.”
She worried about the guard back at her building but instinct told her she no
longer needed to worry about him and needed to look to her own circumstances.
These men killed someone to get to her.

“Just a little information is all, about
a case you’re working.”

“I’m sorry, but my cases are
confidential.”

“See now, that’s going to be a problem.”

Chapter Eight

Sienna woke up surrounded by a unique
scent invading all of her senses.
Aaron
.
Her mate.

Somehow, the covers had been moved off
her, her robe was wide open and he was kissing her breast.

Instead of pushing him away, she held his
head to her. Pushing back against him, she raised his head. Even in the dim
lighting of the room, she spied his desire for her shining within his
ocean-colored depths. His lips came down on hers, and she parted her mouth to
let him in. She felt his large hand move to her breast, and she arched into his
caress, needing him—wanting him.

Her arms, as though acting on their own,
wrapped around his broad shoulders. She felt him shove the rest of the covers
aside, revealing even more of her naked flesh underneath. The coolness of the
air hit her heated skin, but instead of cooling her off, all it did was excite
her more. She craved his touch all over her body. She moaned into his mouth.

Aaron moved his hand, skimming her
ribcage to her stomach. His thumb rubbed over her belly button.

His touch caused her stomach muscles to
contract. Her entire body began to tremble as he continued to move toward her
sex, which pulsed with need in anticipation of his touch. If he didn’t touch
her there, she felt her body might just explode, perhaps it would—even if
he did. She should stop him, they should not be doing this, but she had no will
to stop him. When his fingers found her sex and sank between her folds, warmth
coursed through her body, drenching his fingers along the way.

“You are so wet, beloved. So fucking
wet,” he groaned. He pushed his finger farther inside her, then slowly pulled
it back before moving forward again.

Instinctively, she lifted her hips,
flexing to take him deeper inside her with each shove of his finger, wanting
him deeper, needing him to fill all the empty places in her soul. When he
inserted another finger into her center, she tried to spread her legs wider to
get more of him, but the bunched sheets and the robe hampered her movements.

She shifted out of his embrace to
untangle them both from the sheets.

“I’m sorry.” He moved his hand and began
to withdraw from her.

No…Sienna was not having any of it. She
quickly took his head between her hands and drew his lips back to hers.

He moved to cover her now bared body. His
hand fisted in her hair and then down to her shoulders, his hard cock pushed
into her crotch. The only barrier between them the clothing he wore.

As much as she wanted him naked, to feel
his skin against hers, she knew they should not. But gods, restraint was hard.

“Trust me.” His whispered words confirmed
he must have read her mind. “Let me give you some release. Let me show you a
little of the love I want to very much share with you.” He kissed her again,
while his thumb rubbed over her clit. He shifted his lips to her chin, licking
all the way down her throat, moving to her breast. His mouth enclosed her
hardened nipple.

Moaning, she arched into his caress. Her
entire body felt flushed, each pull of his mouth on her breast matched the way
his finger moved in and out of her. Her entire body became one large erogenous
zone, something only he could sate.

“I want to taste you, here,” he
whispered, lightly touching her clit again so she knew where he spoke of in no
uncertain terms.

“By Poseidon’s glory, yes.”

He grinned at her and without breaking
eye contact he shifted, gliding slowing down and over her body. He was hard all
over, but when he got to her thighs, he used his broad shoulders to part her
legs wider. Kneeling in front of her and lifting her thighs, he placed her legs
over his shoulders.

She’d never felt more exposed in her
life. When he buried his face in her pussy while his tongue touched her sweet
spot her, entire body convulsed. She had absolutely no control, and she
ruptured into his mouth.

“Mmm…yes, baby, yes. Taste so damn good.
Give me more.”

Then, she gave him more.

When her shudders stopped, he lowered her
legs and climbed up beside her. Kissing her mouth.

She could taste herself on him. “I want
to give you that kind of pleasure too,” she said.

He chuckled. “Trust me, you just did.
Your pleasure is my pleasure. I’ve waited a long time to be able to do this,
and you’ve waited just as long to let me.” He planted a quick kiss on her. “So
yes, you gave me pleasure, and we’ll share much more.”

“You do know I’ve viewed you every day
since the first time we finally met on the rocks. I’ve watched you.”

“I wasn’t sure.” He played with one of
her locks resting against her breast. “But at times, I did feel a presence with
me or times, when I found myself thinking about you. What it would be like to
finally claim you. Already, I know I could not even come close to dreaming the
reality.”

She smiled. “I love you.”

“As I you, my bride.” He kissed her
again.

This time, she was the one to pull back.
“Now let me pleasure you.” She pushed against him forcing him to roll over onto
his back, so she could straddle him. Pulling at his t-shirt, he helped her
remove it. Her hands splayed over his hard chest muscles, the touch of his warm
flesh against her palms had heat fusing into her core.

Lowering her head, she kissed his chin
while her thumb played with one of his nipples. Mimicking what he had done to
her. If she enjoyed it, she figured he would too. It only took a moment before
the nub grew hard under her touch, and she felt tiny goose bumps around it. She
moved her mouth from his chin to the nipple she just aroused and licked it with
her tongue, all over. Pulling on it with her lips. His groans of pleasure
letting her know her instincts were right. That and the fact his cock flexed,
causing a larger bulge in his pants.

Remembering what he had done to her, she
moved her hand down to his shorts until she touched the buttons.

His hand over hers stopped her before she
could unbutton him. “No, that’s not such a good idea.”

“I trust you, Aaron. Let me give you some
release, at last.” She wiggled her hand out of his and moved it down to cover
his hard cock, pushing even more against the khaki material.

“Ahhh, baby. Fuck yes.” He unbuttoned his
pants and carefully, pulled the zipper down.

She stared wide eyed as she gazed upon
the muscle which defined him as male. The sight of which had her female sex
muscles clenching and her juices flowing in anticipation. While she’d seen
naked bodies before, none had been aroused—none had been her mate.

He wore no under coverings, his cock
stood up, slightly bent from a nest of dark golden curls.

Her hand moved to touch it, and it pulsed
on contact. She wound her hand around, reveling in its feel like silken steel,
the strength in it, the veins running down the sides, lending it definition.
Texture. She explored the slit at the top of his rounded head, watching as his
stomach caved in even more, thinking she might have hurt him she pulled her
hand away. Her finger came away damp. “Is all well?”

“Yes.” The word came out more as a croak.
“I’m fine. Don’t—stop.”

Taking that as a cue to continue, she
moved her body over his torso, stopping once her lips hovered over his cock,
she didn’t want to tear her gaze away from the sight of it. She licked her lips
in anticipation of tasting him, but first, she glanced up to see his face.

His gaze remained glued to her.

She smiled and lowered her head, holding
him steady. Opening her mouth, she guided him to her waiting tongue.
Tentatively, at first, she licked the tip of him. Clearing off the liquid
oozing from the tiny slit, taking a moment to enjoy the salty taste of the
ocean coming from him. It shot a burst of energy through her, tightening her
sex even more. Getting her even wetter again, dripping down her thighs. She
wanted—needed to have him fill her, claim her once and for all. A
physical craving gripped her, like none she had ever experienced. But she couldn’t
sate either one of them that way. Finally, she understood why he didn’t want to
do this. The temptation, greater than anything she had ever known to climb onto
him and take what rightfully belonged to her.

Sienna could not do that, but she could
and would do something else for him. Give him his first orgasm. Smiling, she
set about pleasing her mate. “I am going to make you come.”

“Oh, by the gods, fucking please,” he
growled out.

When Sienna took his cock into her sweet
mouth, it took every bit of his will power not to come right then and there. By
all the things the gods held sacred, he prayed for patience. He’d waited this
long, he could damn well wait a little longer and enjoy this first time, with
his mate. First time for them both.

Fisting the sheets between his fingers to
anchor himself, still his hips rose. Fire stirred in his blood and raced
through his body. He flexed once, twice—his ass clenched, his chest
tightened, but then she touched his balls. Like the power of a tsunami, he
could hold back the hands of time no more. The violent wave crested then
crashed, nothing could keep it from slamming against the shore—he
exploded.

Sienna kept her mouth over his cock and
he filled her, the more she sucked and licked the more, he came. Until finally,
blessedly, she raised her head; his dick continued to twitch until every
blessed drop had been milked from him.

When his body finally stopped twitching,
he found he could breathe again. Aaron looked at her with his heart still
racing, and his breath heaving to fill his lungs with much needed air. Sitting
up, he pulled her down on top of him and kissed her. Drowning himself in both
his taste and hers. “I love you,” he whispered. Knowing, as all Children knew,
he would love his mate. He’d fallen in love with her from the first. For her
big heart, her dedication of his people…because she was meant for him. He loved
her.

She smiled. “And I you.” Suddenly, her
eyes rolled back into her head and she stilled.

At first, he felt shocked, then
remembered something his father told him once about those with viewing,
sometimes it can come upon those with the ability at any time. “What is it?
What’s wrong?”

She pushed off him and stood up.
“Shawnah. She’s in trouble. Hurry, we have to get to her.”

He sat up. “What?”

“We must hurry.” Without another word,
she ran into the bathroom.

Aaron stood up, using the sheet to wipe
himself off, then zipped and buttoned up his pants. He put his sneakers on,
just as she came out of the bathroom dressed. “What’s going on, babe?”

“I’m not sure, but Shawnah is in danger.
We must hurry.”

He grabbed his wallet and car keys. “Do
you know where she is?”

She stared wide eyed at him, but she
didn’t seem to be looking at him. “Water—nearer the water.”

“The marina perhaps?”

She blinked. “Yes, near boats. Hurry!”
Without waiting for his reply, she turned and headed toward the door.

He grabbed the bag she’d left on the
chair and followed after her, handing it to her.

She strapped it across her body.

“Do I need to get the car?” he asked.

“No, I think I can find her faster on
foot.” Her gaze was on the elevator when it finally stopped in front of their
floor.

They got on and he pressed the button for
the lobby.

Holding hands, they hurried through the
entrance, but she paused on the sidewalk.

“This way,” he said as he guided her
across the street. They were a couple blocks over from the marina, where they’d
passed the boats docked earlier.

“Yes, yes this is the right direction,”
she stated as she stayed at his side.