Mystik Warrior: (Dark Warrior Alliance Book 2) by Brenda Trim, Tami Julka Page A

of ruthless focus and determination.
    Jace wanted to get this done and get back to Cailyn. Oddly enough, he already missed her. Her scent…her body. He wanted more of Cailyn. The kiss he stole was a tease. He wanted to trail his lips and tongue across her mouth to her neck and lower to her breasts and then even lower to her sex.
    He imagined her head thrown back with her eyes screwed shut while her back bowed off the bed with her release. Would she scream out her pleasure? She was going to be a sight when he got her beneath him. His cock hardened, bringing on more nausea, reminding him why this little fantasy was destined to remain just that…a fantasy. But he still wanted more than anything to enjoy this erotic fantasy.
    He had never been more bitter or angrier about Lady Angelica’s torture. For the millionth time he considered hunting Lady Angelica down and ripping her limb from limb. He knew he wouldn’t, and hated that he didn’t understand what stopped him.
    From the time Zander rescued him six centuries before, he had planned to exact his revenge for the torture he suffered at her hands. Countless times he had outlined his strategy, but something stopped him every time he attempted to take action. He questioned if magic was at play, but dismissed the notion, as he was unable to detect anything. He left the past and refocused on the present.
    “I agree with Gerrick. We have the names of some voodoo shops. I say we don’t delay and start right away. It’s going to take some time to find an authentic Mambo, and then convince her to disclose Marie’s location,” Jace suggested as he restlessly shifted in his seat.
    “Sounds good, but I’m going to call Aison and make sure he brings booze and beignets to the airport, and lines up a lass or two for later , ” Bhric said between bites of his sandwich. “I for one, need to get drunk then laid.”
    “Dude, why do you always lead with your dick?” Gerrick scoffed.
    “Because my dick usually leads me…straight to Annwyn ,” Bhric chuckled as a big smile spread across his face. Jace rolled his eyes at Bhric’s brash sense of humor. This was going to be a long trip.
    *****
    “Hell no! You aren’t leaving,” Orlando insisted. “You heard what Zander said.”
    Elsie threw her hands up in exasperation. She wasn’t helpless any longer. She was a strong vampire, and she had a friend she needed to talk to. “I am going, Orlando. Zander cannot dictate everything I do. I can protect myself. I killed skirm before you guys came along and now I am a powerful vampire. You know I can kick some serious ass. This is important to me. I have to be the one to tell her about the dangers to SOVA. I care about her and the others, more than you know. Besides, she’s more likely to listen to me,” Elsie said as she climbed behind the wheel of Rhys’ Denali. She yelped when Rhys picked her up and tossed her into the passenger seat.
    “Unlike him, I get that you are going, but I’m driving, sweet cheeks. That’s how I roll,” Rhys purred, insinuation dripping from every word. It was easy for Elsie to ignore the cambion’s innuendos, because nearly every comment he made was sexual in nature. It’s just how he was.
    She rolled her eyes. “You are such a chauvinist, but thank you. I didn’t want to go alone.”
    “You are the most stubborn female I have ever met,” Orlando grumbled as he jumped into the backseat. “I just got back into Zander’s good graces. He is so going to kill me, or remove vital body parts. I like my body parts where they are and in working order, thank you very much.” She glanced back and laughed when she noticed the grimace as Orlando protectively cupped his groin.
    “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure they stay where they are,” she promised.
    The garage door on the far right opened and Kyran pulled in. Crap, she wanted to be gone before he returned. He, unlike the others, would not hesitate to chain her up to keep her in the house. She chewed