Fast.
Too fast for something that size to move so silently.
Then strong arms caught me before my knees hit the floor.
“Luna.”
His voice sounded deeper now.
Rougher.
Possessive panic threading beneath every syllable.
I blinked hard trying to focus on him through the haze clouding my vision.
The heat spread lower.
My stomach.
My hips.
Then deeper.
Straight between my thighs.
“Oh fuck,” I whimpered aloud.
The sensation intensified instantly.
Pins and needles erupted beneath my skin while my entire body suddenly felt too sensitive.
My nipples tightened painfully beneath my sweater.
My thighs trembled around a deep aching pulse of need I didn’t remotely understand.
Electricity cracked through the air around us.
Blue sparks burst wildly from my fingertips.
Like my magic had suddenly awakened after sleeping too long.
I jerked instinctively, terrified I might hurt him.
But Sten only held me tighter.
Mine.
The thought hit me hard and fast.
Not because he said it.
Because I felt it.
Something inside me was responding to him.
Recognizing him.
Wanting him.
