Book One in the Hot Magic series
After winning a date at a bachelors' auction, Tess, a wealthy socialite, is suddenly caught in the middle of a magical fantasy. Jaxon Richards is much more than a sexy contractor who managed to break past her barriers in just one night. He's the man Tess has been waiting for...only he's not just a man, and it takes a trip across the universe to convince her he really is the wizard he claims to be.
Jaxon knows he never should have touched Tess. But the moment he did, he was lost and living without her is now unfathomable. The way she whispered his name scorched him and when their bodies met, he felt alive for the first time in an unbelievably long time.
Thrown into a whirlwind of desire, Tess is enchanted, surrounded by a dream world where wizards reign and witches strive for supremacy. But most of all she is lost in the magic of Jaxon's sensual spell.
Falling in love is never easy but falling in love with a wizard takes a little magic.
Publisher Note: Previously released elsewhere, now revised and substantially expanded.
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Ellora's Cave Publishing, Incorporated
November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Indigo Spell by Rachel Carrington
"Now, ladies, the next bachelor I'd like to introduce to you makes his home in Mount Pleasant, South Carolina. At just under six-four, Jaxon Richards is a contractor who can build your wildest fantasy."
Tess didn't miss the look the bachelor shot the host as he walked from one end of the stage to the other. And she didn't miss the bachelor. The host hadn't been lying about his height. And where the three bachelors before him had been lean, this man was brawny, with taut skin bronzed from long hours in the sun and a dark, dangerous edge to his face. Tess leaned in for a closer look as Teensy gasped behind her.
Tousled brown hair, combed with fingers, no doubt, fell over his forehead and even from a distance, his eyes made her shiver with anticipation. She couldn't quite make out the color but they were magnetic, a draw for any woman. A model of perfection, the contractor was a combination of male beauty and raw masculinity. And Tess couldn't stop herself from staring any more than Teensy could prevent herself from hyperventilating.
Shifting uncomfortably in her seat, Tess felt her panties grow damp while her heartbeat accelerated. This was ridiculous! She didn't even know the man!
"He makes you cream, doesn't he?" Belinda made a slurping sound.
"Will you knock it off?" But she couldn't take her eyes off the jeans that seemed to mold to his cock like a well-favored hand. Oh, to be denim. The decadent thought brought a smile to her face.
Jaxon walked to the edge of the stage, his jaw clenched. With almost radar perception, those mesmerizing eyes zeroed in on her face and Tess shrank back a little against the heat of his gaze. He looked straight at her, probably hadn't missed the smile either. Dear Lord, he probably thought she was interested in him. Which wasn't entirely inaccurate.
But to dispel the notion, Tess sat back against her chair and folded her arms, pasting a bored expression on her face. "When is this thing over, Belinda?" She was careful to keep her gaze lowered, away from the contractor, but he stayed in her peripheral vision.
Belinda nudged her. "Will you be quiet? This one is looking at you."
The collar of her silk blouse tightened. Why was it so stuffy? The organizers of the event could have at least ensured that the airflow was set at a decent level. They should have prepared for the possibility that with all these women in the room there was going to be some hot air flowing. Especially with all the heavy breathing. Mrs. Barnsworth alone was panting like a sheepdog in the middle of summer.
"And now." The host tore open the winning bid with a flourishing wave of his wrist. "I give you the winner of tonight's auction for Bachelor Number Four, Ms. Tess Montgomery. Ms. Montgomery, claim your prize!"
Tess sat staring in open-mouthed shock, her neck turning slowly toward Belinda. Her eyes narrowed as Belinda poked and prodded her to her feet with a healthy dose of cheering and whistles. Tess had never been more mortified in her life. Or more excited. As her high heels sank into the plush carpeting, she made her way slowly, reluctantly down the aisle toward the stage while butterflies danced in her stomach.
She was really walking toward him, approaching a man who oozed sex, a man who, no doubt, could make her forget everything she'd ever learned about manners. Her feet moved without her consent, drawing her ever closer. She was getting hotter--and wetter. Even now the lips of her pussy hummed and Tess' breath caught in her throat.
When was the last time any part of her body had hummed?
Jaxon Richards didn't move. He simply stood in the middle of the stage, his arms folded across his impressive chest, his chin thrust upward at a challenging angle with a smirk playing about his lips. It was almost a dare and Tess had never been one to back down from any type of challenge.
Shoulders back, head held high, Tess headed toward the steps leading up to the stage. She was almost there when strong hands clamped around her upper arms and amidst cheers of approval, Jaxon lifted her to stand in front of him. Her mouth open, she stared up into steely silver eyes ribboned with gold. Her heart jumped between her breastbone and her stomach.
Good Lord! The man had picked her up as if she weighed no more than a sheet of paper. Heat emanated from his body and her nipples peaked against the fabric of her blouse. She saw the contractor's eyes drop and then lift. He gave her a sexy, lopsided grin that told her he'd seen.
The heat in the room inched up a degree.
"Well, Mr. Richards, as host of this event, I feel I should tell you that your company for one evening came at an exorbitant price, one Ms. Montgomery was more than willing to pay. In fact she outbid over seventy-five women for one night alone with you." The host beamed as the fluorescent lighting threw his red face into bold relief.
Tess wanted the floor to open wide and swallow her. And then she wanted it to open up beneath Belinda's feet so she'd have someone to pummel in the basement. The contractor's hands still held her arms and he continued to look at her, making her chest too tight and her mouth dry. The silvery gold eyes studied her, much like she was the one on the auction block.
He swept a look from the top of her head, taking a leisurely journey down cream linen, resting on the swell of her breasts, the curve of her hips, before finally returning to her face. And Tess felt like she'd just been stroked with a hot, wet tongue.
She couldn't think of one appropriate thing to say. But she really didn't blame herself. This wasn't the type of situation one was prepared for in the all-girls' school she had attended. In fact she wasn't sure Ms. Emily Halston, the headmistress of the school, would even know the proper etiquette for greeting a man whose company you had just purchased for the evening. And Tess' remaining years in Charleston society certainly hadn't prepared her for a bachelor's auction. Her mother had made sure of that.
The room fell silent.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Montgomery." Jaxon's voice was thick with a southern accent. He released one of her arms to slide his arm around her waist, thick muscle pressing against silk. "Now I can think of only one proper greeting for a lady who paid so much for me." Before Tess could guess his intention, Bachelor Number Four dragged her closer to his frame and dipped his head to claim her lips in a stolen kiss.
And Tess immediately forgot her own name.