“We need to keep going up,” she whispered against his chest. “And soon.”
“Ja.” He cupped her cheeks and met her eyes. “And I must continue to lead you, yes?”
“More now than ever.” Even though she replied softly, her dragon eyes flared. “And I still don’t understand why.”
It didn’t matter if they needed to go. If their dragons were urging them on. Whatever was coming could wait one more minute. Yet when he closed his lips over hers, he realized he might have made a mistake because he was gone in an instant. Drowning in pure pleasure. She took him somewhere he might never have been able to pull free from had they not been given a reminder to keep moving moments later.
A reminder from the last place they expected.
Chapter Seventeen
RAVEN KNEW THE minuteTor’s lips closed over hers, and lustful heat blew through her, that intimacy, while she was in heat, could be dangerous. Lethal in that it consumed her in a split second. The world faded away. All she wanted was him.
Against her.
In her.
All around her.
If his tattoo hadn’t distracted them, he might have already had her against the wall because he wanted the same. Needed it like an addiction.
“What is that?” she managed when he pulled his lips away and frowned at the tattoo. “Your tat is tingling, isn’t it?” She narrowed her eyes. “No, more like sharp pricks trying to distract us.”
“Or get your attention,” Cian suggested, wiping his blade free of blood. He looked from the tattoo to the direction they had no choice but to go in now. “To remind you it’s time to get moving.”
“Heck yeah, it is,” Trinity agreed, her voice echoing through the tunnel further up. “Vicar and I are starting to get that feeling again. You know the one where Raven created her own destiny with her not-so-comfy seer magic. The one that tells us we’re lingering too long. That it’s time to help her and her mate find their truth.”
Though she and Tor couldn’t feel it, the other three clearly could based on Cian’s grim expression. She agreed they should go, grateful, she supposed, that she wasn’t already having sex in front of him. She also felt an urgency connected to Tor’s tattoo. As though it were directing them, and they couldn’t move fast enough. Could not find their way back to each other and their truth quick enough.
“This way, then.” Tor took her hand and pulled her after him. “I have a feeling we’ll be traveling for a while and shouldn’t shift. The seers wouldn’t like it.”
When he hesitated, not wanting to possibly ruin the moment, she filled in the blanks. “You mean, Revna wouldn’t like it.”
Where before she would have been irritated by him heeding the seer, now she appreciated it. Understood something just out of reach but important.
“Always follow that,” she said, certain she was right. “If you feel Revna’s guiding you in some way, heed it. Thisisher mountain.”
