Chapter 25
Sean came to with his face pressed against sticks and dirt, his head a mess. He couldn’t tell whether he had a headache or it was the electric feeling of the magic, which was definitely responsible for his hairs all standing on end, his skin practically vibrating, and the erection he had. His hands bound behind his back, though, were from something else.
He groaned, rolled up but not over, and blinked in the dim light. He couldn’t tell if he’d been laying among the trees for hours or nearly a day. His stomach flopped, although not unpleasantly.
“Dane?”
He tried to move, his clothes stuck to his skin and damp like he’d gotten wet at some point. Sean’s wrists were chafed and his shoulders sore, and when he tried to move he noticed his feet had been bound, too.
“Ahhh f**k,” sa
