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Without her knowing, he’d made more than one circuit around her treehouse dwelling, but he’d respected her privacy, refusing to cross the threshold when she wasn’t there. He would never do that.
But now he had an invitation.
She put two fingers to her lips, and her eyes widened.
“What is it?” He stepped toward her, closing an already small gap.
“It’s, I don’t know. The way you smell. You have this lush forest scent, like the streams and the rocks, and the fragrance of the trees and the leaves — everything.”
Her lips parted and her eyes closed as she drew a very deep breath.
What returned to him was an answering scent, so full of rain-in-the-forest and sex that his knees almost buckled. He couldn’t prevent the groan that escaped his throat.
This was not exactly how he’d imagined this meeting would go. He’d intended to finish this insanity between them. Instead, she’d invited him back to her house and apparently he intended to go with her. “Won’t you be distracted?”
Oddly, she looked down at her feet again. “I feel certain that it will be all right. In fact, I know it will, which makes no sense. But my power is flowing better than ever right now. The col—that is, the families will be fine.”
Malik was grateful for his Guard coat because right now it covered a multitude of sins. But he stood tottering on the fence. He should break with Willow. He should leave her land and never look back. She would be better off and so would he.
Yet he couldn’t make his feet move.
What he’d desired for two years was right here in front of him with an invitation.
“Malik?”
He even loved her voice, a delicate melodious sound that wrenched his heart.
But when she placed her hand on his shoulder again, as though to gentle him down, things went completely haywire. He’d been holding back for two years and now here she was touching him.
Without thinking, he dragged her into his arms, slanting his lips over hers, all but bending his massive Guardsman body over hers.
She cried out, and he should have stopped. But the cry caused her lips to part, and he slid his tongue inside, moaning his need, his desire, the depth of his longing for her.
He kissed her as though this was the first kiss man had ever given woman. He plunged his tongue in and out, savoring the warm wet nest that made him hunger for what resided between her legs.
He was so lost in the experience, of finally being able to take her in his arms, that only after a full minute did he come to an awareness that she was into this as much as he was.
Her hands had dislodged his Guardsman clasp, and she’d sunk her fingers into his hair. At the same time, she made odd warbling sounds like an Ashleaf night-bird.
The knowledge that she wanted him as desperately as he craved her and was savoring the kiss as much as he was, encouraged him. Willow, I’ve longed for you, for this, to be close to you. Tell me it’s been the same with you.
You know it has, Malik. But I’ve been without companionship for so long, though, that I fear what I’m feeling is more about repressed need than about you.
He didn’t care the source, only that she wanted him with a passion that matched his own.
He slid his hand down to her buttocks, pressing her against what was so hard and ready for her. She whimpered, then drew back. Her lips were swollen as she clung to him. “I want you to see my home. Do you want to come with?”
He nodded, knowing he’d just fallen into the hopeless category.
As she drew away from him, the light forest-
rain scent of her sex flooded the space between. He could tell she was about to turn away from him in order to begin the trek, but he caught her up in his arms, cradling her. “I know the way. Let me fly you.”
She put her arms around his neck. “I would love that.”
Even though this vine-covered monolith was new to him, his destination was as familiar as the night sky above. Using his vampire homing senses, he quickly laid out the best route.
As he levitated, Malik began to feel just how much of Willow’s land held her fae magic, as though she’d somehow connected with the earth itself. Miriam’s words came back to him about exploring the realm-ness that seemed to be in constant motion between himself and Willow.
