It was like she’d read Aurora’s thoughts. Could she? Aurora couldn’t hear Gia’s, but there wasn’t much difference between mind-reading and sharing their most intimate emotions.
Gia was like an open book, yearning for connection with a ferociousness that rocked Aurora to her core.
She wouldn’t leave. She’d stay forever if Gia asked.
FIFTEEN
GIA
Gia’s heartbeat frantically as she hurried down the street, hardly able to concentrate on where she was going. Wind rushed in her ears, or was it her blood pounding? Her whole body tingled, bright and electric. She wanted to squirm out of her skin and fall into the sensation all at once.
Aurora wasinsideher. Possessing her? No, Gia still had control. But Aurora had…she had used Gia’s magic.
Gia had felt her magic for the first time as it burst from her, following Aurora’s expert guidance. Seeing Salvator fly backward, completely helpless, had been a rush like no other. Gia needed more. She needed to learn to harness her power. Think what she could do then. She could face Franco. Punish him for his crimes and get justice for her mother, and that was only the beginning of what she could accomplish.
The feeling of magic was addictive. So bright, Gia was breathless. Would it be the same without Aurora? As exhilarating? How much of this flying-high feeling was Aurora rather than the power itself?
Gia’s longing to be close to Aurora flared, a tangle of desire winding through her. Gia’s face flamed. Fuck.Could Aurora sense the sexual nature of her feelings? The root of her longing for closeness? Was she giving herself away?
She’d sensed Aurora’s determination when they’d joined. Her rage. Aurora must feel Gia’s desire in the same way.
Before mortification could solidify, something soothing flared in response to Gia’s desperation, hot and possessive. Carnal.
Oh.
Gia scrambled to open the door to her building and ran up the stairs.
“Gia,” Viv called as they passed each other on the second-floor landing, Viv heading downward.
Gia ignored the woman, hurrying by without stopping. Even speaking was too much right now. Concentrating on anything other than Aurora was impossible.
Gia reached her condo and unlocked the door. “Oh my god,” she gasped, throwing the door closed behind her.
Sweat prickled her skin, her body hot as shivers cascaded down her spine, settling in her core. “Holy fucking shit.” Her head dropped against the door, the urge to shove her hand into her jeans and chase her release nearly overwhelming.
With a moan on her lips, Gia’s body trembled. Suddenly, Aurora appeared in front of her, glowing brighter than Gia had ever seen.
The intense urge to give in to the ache growing between her thighs faded.Oh no. What had she almost done? What if she’d gotten confused and that carnal desire had been all hers, not Aurora’s?
Gia’s face burned.
But Aurora’s stare was molten, not angry. “I should have asked to kiss you this morning after all.”
“W-what?” Gia sagged against the door.
Aurora’s gaze dragged down Gia’s body, then up again, landing on her lips. “I should have asked to kiss you.”
Gia swallowed. “You’re attracted to me?”
Fuck, she sounded like an idiot, but she had to be sure. More than sure. This felt like a fantasy. Gia hardly believed it was happening for real.
Aurora cocked her head, curious rather than mocking. “Can’t you feel it?”
“I wasn’t sure if it was all me…” But her arousal had dimmed when they’d disconnected, like Aurora had taken hers with her.
Aurora floated closer until they were almost touching. “It wasn’t all you. I want to be close to you, Gia. It’s like you’re calling to me. You intrigue me. And I want to make you feel good.”
Gia bit her lip. She wanted that too. She wanted to ignore her fear. Ignore what happened in the street and what it meant, and have this one good thing. “I’d have said yes if you’d asked.”
