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out the light.
    She looked to him, as if he could do something. “They’re trying to bury us.”
    “No shit.” Jace steadied himself. “Can’t you use your magic and jolt them back?”
    “Not unless you want to drop deeper.” Terra crawled forward and tried to stand. 
    Another blast sent him crashing into her, crushing her small frame against his chest.
    His cock hardened and his blood boiled.
    With hands on his chest, she pushed herself away, and lightly punched. “Stop doing that.”
    “Sorry to break it to you beautiful, but it’s not just me.”
    “Just like a guy, thinking about his…” She waved a hand at his lower half. “…appendage, when we’re about to be buried alive.”
    “I’m not–” The groaning of metal followed the largest tremor yet. The cabin began to vibrate with such violence, he was certain it would crack in half. They were sinking and fast. Despite her protests, Jace flung himself at Terra. Wrapping his arms around her, he crouched low, shielding her small body with his own. Something smacked hard against the back of his head. Warm blood trickled down the side his face, and then darkness consumed him.
     
     
     

Chapter 7
     
    When the shaking finally stopped, Terra let out the breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. Her heart hammered against her chest and something sharp jammed into her back. Fingers and toes wiggled freely. Okay . Then, she tried her arms, neck and legs. Other than some aches and bruises, she probably wasn’t hurt too badly.
    Jace’s heavy body draped across her like a warm, inviting blanket, and she had to stop herself from letting her hands roam. She’d never felt the weight of a man on top of her before, and despite their current situation, her body responded. Her nipples were hard, her breathing irregular, and a warm ache pulsated between her legs. 
    “Jace…” The dead weight was too much. “Jace get off.”
    No response. His breath heated her skin, and his power, albeit weaker than normal, pulsated around her.
    She squirmed underneath him, edging her way out. Damn, the man was solid.
    Once free, she tried to gain her equilibrium, but it wasn’t easy. The floor was uneven and the darkness almost tangible. No matter how hard she tried, her eyes wouldn’t adjust. With each step the cabin creaked and groaned beneath her feet.
    Feeling her way across the room, her fingers found the open box. She flipped open the cover and gripped a large handle, pushing down. A clank, a sizzling zap, and her backup generator hummed to life.
    Soft, orange bulbs came to life in the corners of the room, casting an unearthly glow. Terra let out a small whimper as she surveyed the damage.
    Cupboards hung open, the contents spilled across the floor. A dirt wall replaced what had once been her bedroom. Tables and chairs lay on their sides. Her laptop had a crack down the screen, and the pile of gems she had collected the day before was scattered across the floor. Everything she’d worked for so hard was destroyed.
    Jace moaned from the far side of the destruction. With a pained expression, he managed to stand. He touched the back of his head, and when he pulled his fingers back, they were covered in blood.
    “Are you okay?” she asked.
    “Yeah, it probably looks worse than it is.”
    “Here, sit.” Terra righted one of the chairs, then moved to the small fridge which hung open on its hinges and pulled out an icepack. After wrapping it in a dishtowel, she handed it to him.
    “How far down are we?” He rasped his hand across his chin.
    “I don’t know.”
    The old radio sat on its side on the floor, seemingly undamaged. But were the cables to the surface still in place? She righted the table, placed the short wave on top, and plugged it in.
    “I’m thinking they sunk us a good forty, maybe fifty feet.” 
    “Shit.”
    “That about sums it up.” She turned the black knob. Nothing but static. Damn it.
    “You owe money or something?” 
    “No.”