Hunt on Dark Waters (Crimson Sails, #1)

by Katee Robert

Who needs bondage ropes when your partner can hold you down with their mind? Can lift you and move you and touch you without lifting a single finger?

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I expect him to stop, or slow down, or maybe even speed up out of sheer arrogance. I should know better. Bowen’s power wraps around me, as gentle as a summer breeze.

Then I look down my body and realize he’s not using his hands at all. His magic might be holding me spread out, but his palms are against my thighs. Which means it’s his magic inside me. “Bowen—”

But I’m fool enough to give at least part of my heart to the people I sleep with.