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“What does it feel like?” He brushed a wisp of hair away from my face, and his fingers lingered along my jawline.
I closed my eyes while my mouth relaxed open. My shoulders dropped, and the tension from the day’s ride slipped away. “Like warm water coursing through my body, soaking through every pore, under my skin and into my bones. It’s like lying in the sun, cocooned in a black blanket on a frigid winter day. The blanket absorbs the sun’s rays until I’m toasty enough to melt, but instead, I drift off into a blissful slumber.”
“Show me,” he whispered near my ear.
My eyes popped open at his request, and his mouth descended over mine before I could respond. I reveled in his gleaming eyes for the briefest second before they closed.
A whimper wrenched through me as the plumpness of his lips smoothed over mine, swallowing the eager participants who were soft and pliable to his touch.
Kelyn. Kelyn.
I gripped his arms and pressed harder into the kiss, daring my tongue to trace the swell of his upper lip.
This was not like me.
I had never kissed Aneirin, and here I was, kissing a prince.
A mortal prince.
My heat grew as I was caught up in the sensation. Fire started in my heart-center and flared out to my fingertips and into my lips. Kelyn. He wanted to know what my light felt like. I gave him a taste.
My mind flashed to ages ago, to the man in the village who’d planted a hungry kiss on his woman.
My heart skipped a beat.
I was acting human with my kiss.
But I couldn’t stop.
My energy diffused into Kelyn’s skin. I envisioned my light dripping into him like honey drenching a sponge cake.
Kelyn groaned. His hands cradled my neck, and he angled my head back so he could drink more deeply from the light I so generously shared. He whispered my name over and over between his breaths.
I felt wonderful. I felt euphoric. I was soaring over oceans and mountains. Canyons and waterfalls.
Take my light. Need my light. Want my light—want me.
Oh, Deian… My conduct was reprehensible. Dirty. Immoral. With a little whine, I pulled away, knowing these feelings caused trouble. They were trouble.
Corruption, my conscience whispered. How was kissing Kelyn and feeling this way wrong?
“Kelyn…” A pain ripped through me. He tasted too good. I shouldn’t have been so fervid in the bestowal of my light or of my affections, but I wanted to be loved by him, by someone.
My earlier feelings of peace slipped away. The unrest that Kelyn inspired coiled through me. The familiar sensation of the bomb waiting to explode returned.
Wickedness.
I wrapped my arms around my torso, telling myself this behavior couldn’t be disgraceful, but Kelyn brought every desperate want to the surface, plucking the cords of my heart.
I wasn’t ready for these feelings.
Not after Aneirin.
“You’re absolutely right,” Kelyn muttered. “By the stars, is this what being with perfection is like?”
My brow crinkled. “I’m not perfect. You’re mistaken.”
“I’m right. You’re perfect in every way. Can’t you see it? Those things you call imperfections are what I love about you.”
