Love Charms by Multiple

spice. Do you realize
the commitment you’re making? If you walk away now, you have the chance of a
normal life.”
    “…but a life without you in it. Don’t you
get that? I love you. I want you to be my wife. This has to be our choice, not
just yours or mine.”
    Raven looked away. Tears welled up in her
eyes. “I’m scared. I don’t want to ruin your life.”
    Derek pulled her into his arms. She clung
on for dear life, terrified she’d lose the man she loved. She was torn between
what she wanted and what she felt was best.
    “Promise me… I mean it, promise me that
you’ll never pull a stunt like that again. I make my own choices, okay?” The
thought of her tearing them apart to make life easier left him feeling
frustrated. All he wanted was to make his own decision. He thought he had. She
nodded silently and buried her head into his chest. Her tears turned into sobs
as she shook with relief. Derek cradled her close.
    “Be my wife. You’re everything that I
want.” Wasn’t that enough?
    She looked up, embarrassed by what she’d
done. Nodding, she whispered. “Okay.”
    Breaking free, she needed time. Time to
think. Time to heal. Time to know what to do. She didn’t have the answers. This
was her fault. She’d fallen in love with a mortal. He wouldn’t be going through
this if she’d walked away. Raven climbed in the shower and pulled the curtain
closed. She heard Derek at the sink as he poured the tea down the drain. As he
looked up, he caught her image in the mirror as she peeked out.
    “Didn’t want to take any chances,” he
said, and set the tea cup down.
    He let his towel drop to the floor,
exposing himself. “Is there room for me?” He bent and picked up the towel, and
draped it over the door.
    Raven opened the shower curtain more,
inviting him in. “I’m sorry,” she said again. “Forgive me?” They stood in the
water, letting it caress their bodies. Derek nodded. Coming together, their
mouths locked in a kiss. She melted. He was everything she wanted. Standing in
his arms, she had all of her answers.
    Derek took liberties, letting his lips
move across Raven’s neck and then to her shoulder. Scooping her breast in his
hand, he cupped her. Slowly his mouth moved closer, tantalizing her every
moment, suckling, nibbling, and then latching onto her nipple. Raven closed her
eyes, lost in the sensation. His fingers squeezed her other breast. Sparks
ignited into flames as pleasure coursed through her veins. She needed more.
Derek teased her body. Her hips pressed against him, aching for more. Soft
moans bounced off the tiled walls, echoing her pleasure.
    Derek’s fingers slid down, across her
stomach and between her legs. Raven threw her head back. His fingers created
magic as he pressed into her. Electricity ran through her. She wasn’t sure how
much longer she’d be able to last. As the orgasm uncoiled within her, she cried
out.  Her knees were weak. Raven collapsed into Derek’s arms, her heart pulsing
with pleasure.
    Eventually they found the soap and
shampoo, but only after they played together a while longer. Finally turning
off the water, Derek pulled a towel from the rack and wrapped Raven in it,
helping to dry her body. Grabbing his own towel, he followed her into the
bedroom.
    “If you keep doing things like that,
we’ll never finish discussing things,” she teased.
    “I’ll behave.” He grinned, and then grew
more serious. “I want to discuss the vow of secrecy. What exactly does it
entail? Is it just me making a promise to you?”
    “It’s a little more complicated than
that, but yes, that’s basically what you’re doing. Only you’re not only making
the vow to me, but also to the witch community that you’ll keep our secrets
safe, and any knowledge you absorb from being around us.”
    “Will it make me a witch?” Derek asked,
full of curiosity.
    She laughed softly. “No, I’m sorry to
say. You have to be born into it. Sorry my friend, no magic powers for