Opals, Issac breathed into her mind.
She stopped running, her lips parted at the display of energy.
Stark paused several feet before her, his expression giving nothing away as he observed her.
She swallowed, her hand lifting as though under some sort of spell, and she attempted to draw aWonce more.
This time, her essence followed, alighting the air with dozens of sparkles that quickly faded into the night. Just like the residual embers on the sand below.
“Holy crap,” she whispered, startled and amazed by the power.
“You’re welcome,” Stark replied, his tone lacking emotion. But she caught a subtle gleam of pride in his gaze. There and gone in a second.
Then he threw another ball at her head.
And the chase began again.
Chapter11
Leela
A warm tinglingsensation tickled Leela’s senses, drawing her to awareness.
Lips caressed her skin.
Her neck.
Her shoulder.
Her collarbone.
A moan teased the edges of her mind as heat shot down her spine.When did I fall asleep?she wondered, noting her revitalized senses. She felt rejuvenated. Alive.On fire.
“Shh,” a deep voice hushed in her ear. “Just relax.”
Balthazar.
Oh, how many times she’d dreamt of having him in her bed again…
Mmm, but now he was here, with one thigh resting on top of hers and a heavy palm claiming her abdomen.
She’d lost her shirt.
And her jeans.
Last night while kissing B,she recalled dreamily. He’d remained true to his word, taking her mouth until she’d fallen asleep.
There had been some light petting. A few knowing touches. But nothing over the top. Just a sensual embrace filled with unspoken memories and wicked intentions.
It’d been exactly what they’d both needed.
And yet it hadn’t been nearly enough.
Which had been entirely the point.
“B…” The nickname left her mouth on an unexpected plea. She wanted to taste him. To kiss him. To devour him. To make him reenact every detail.
Part of her realized this weakness stemmed from still being on the cusp of sleep, lost to that pleasant hour where fantasies thrived. She wanted to fall back into a dream. Indulge the cravings of her soul. Revel in Balthazar’s talented touch.
