She could more than imagine wrapping her legs around a man who looked like him. A man who, based on the sizable arousal she had spied earlier plus the passionate nature she felt brewing inside him, was bound to be great between the sheets. She suspected he could easily handle how much energy she would have in the bedroom, too.
If she ever got there, that is.
Because she would have to get past the whole Revna thing first, and she didn’t see that happening.
Either way, she wasn’t supposed to sleep with men. It was too dangerous.
“Your physical body’s still with you somehow,”Tor said in answer to one of her many questions.“As to how you get back to it?”He shook his head.“I don’t know. All I know is we shouldn’t stay down here long.”
“Why?” Raven looked around, more comfortable than she let on. “I get the feeling most Celtic gods, if any, can’t follow us here.” She shrugged. “I also get the feeling that everyone else is just fine.”
“Yet I cannot sense them.”He considered her.“You can, though, can’t you? Despite no longer being connected with your sisters? Despite your dragon....”
He didn’t have to flinch. She felt it. Tried not to panic.
“How could my dragon connect with anyone,” she managed weakly, “when it’s no longer connected to me?”
If she were still solid, a major earthquake probably would have hit. Lightning would have ignited out of nowhere. The ground would have opened up. But none of that happened because she wasn’t alive. Her emotions were null and void. Or so it seemed because there was nothing more crushing than realizing not only her humanity was gone but her inner dragon.
“I’m nothing,” she whispered. “I need to....”
What? There was no running. No hiding. She was stuck. Trapped. Without everything that made herher.
“You’re not nothing.”Tor seemed to consider their situation before he made a decision.“We need to get to Midgard’s Rift.”
“Why?”
He started heading across the cave.“I don’t know.”
“Then I’m not going.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t trust you.”
Rather than shy away from it, he remained blunt.“Because of Revna.”
Not a question but a statement.
“Most definitely.”
“Fair enough.”Tor remained straightforward in a way she would typically appreciate.“Fair if I had ever declared my love to you in the first place.”He shrugged.“Which I didn’t because a prophecy isn’t real until it actually happens. Until it comes to pass.”He shook his head.“Until then, a man can’t be faulted for what his heart wants.”
“You mean his dick,” she clarified, just as blunt.
“No.”He paused at the mouth of a tunnel leading out of the cave and looked back at her, dead serious.“My heart wanted Revna.”Then more direct still. Painfully direct.“It still does.”
Before she could respond with a solid, “go fuck yourself,” he was gone but not the impact of his words. They seemed to sever her at knees she no longer possessed. Good thing too, because she wouldn’t follow him even if she could. For all she cared, he could crawl back to Revna and beg because that’s what he would be doing. Begging that she chose him over Loki.
“Never gonna happen,” she seethed, darkly pleased. “She wants you over him about as much as she wants to see this, her precious mountain, go up in flames. About as much as....”
That’s all she got out before her surroundings vanished, and Tor appeared just ahead of her in the tunnel. It took her a second to realize her ethereal body was following him against her will.
“Are youkiddingme?” she cursed. “How did you do that?”
He glanced back and frowned. “Do what?”
“Pull me after you.”
