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She moaned. “Sweet Goddess, that feels good. But you’d better stop. We really don’t know each other well enough, right? I mean, a bond would follow.” Bonds like this one would be permanent.
He stared at her, then peered into her eyes as though he didn’t understand. “Aralynn, I would swear for a moment your eyes were violet, like the queen’s. Is there a chance you’re related?”
Rosamunde had to think fast. “I don’t know. Maybe.” Great, now she was telling lies.
Her heart pounded all over again, but for a different reason. She needed to own the truth. But how in the world was she supposed to tell him she was Rosamunde?
He stroked her cheek, then her throat where he’d fed from her. “Hey, I didn’t mean to upset you. I was surprised, that’s all. And I know you have immense power and I also know that you’re fae. It sort of makes sense that your eyes might change color. They definitely do when you shift into your wolf form.”
“That’s true.”
He relaxed against her while still holding most of his weight off her body. “A beautiful amber brown when you’re a wolf.” He caressed her hair. “Damn, I feel better. Healed. Your blood is amazing, just like the rest of you.”
Rosamunde finally took a decent breath. She slid her fingers into his long black hair. “This was wonderful, Stone. I mean not Margetta attacking us. But being with you. I can’t explain it, but it feels so right.”
He kissed her. “Very right. And I love your mating frequency.”
Rosamunde focused inwardly for a moment, on how their frequencies flowed over each other, back and forth almost with affection but certainly with a sense of belonging. She’d meant it when she’d said this felt right. It felt perfect.
She blinked and focused again on Stone. “I think we’d better disengage our frequencies, don’t you?”
“Probably a good idea because I’m having all sorts of visions about keeping this going.” He rocked his hips so that she could feel him. He was firming up again.
Her whole body did a rolling arch and she squeezed her eyes shut once more. “You feel too damn good.”
He chuckled.
She smiled up at him. “All right. We’ve got to be sensible and I’m going to do this.” She gripped his arms suddenly and lowered her chin. “I’m going to send your frequency packing, but you’d best hold o
n.”
His lips quirked once more. She was pretty sure he thought she was offering a challenge. “I’m ready. Show me what you’ve got.”
She revved up her internal skills and with a sudden jolt that passed through her chest, she pushed his mating frequency out of her body.”
His brows rose. “That was something.”
She caught his face in both hands. “I’m missing you already. But I think we might have work yet to do tonight and I promised Rosamunde I’d check in with her.” How easily the lies rolled off her tongue now.
“You’re right.” He sounded reluctant as he eased out of her and made his way off the table using levitation. Even so, he took care not to jam either of his knees into her thighs or any other part of her body. She took it as a sign of his general consideration as well as his agility. There was so much to like about Stone.
He picked up the towel from the end of the table and handed it to her. She slid it between her legs, yet didn’t mind at all that she lay so exposed and vulnerable on the marble. She trusted Stone that much and of course the wolf part of her felt very natural without anything on.
Keeping the towel in place, she sat up and let her legs dangle over the edge of the slab. He’d turned away from her and was checking the room out, so she took the opportunity to do the same to him.
Somewhere in Margetta’s attack, his hair had come loose from the woven clap and was wild around his face and shoulders. He looked like the warrior vampire he was and desire for him spilled over her entire body once more. His tattoos called to her as well. If ever there was an invitation for exploration.
He was phenomenally well-muscled, a stallion in every respect. She wanted more and her mating frequency still hadn’t settled down even though she’d kicked him out.
When he’d made a full circuit of the table, he finally said, “Aralynn, I remember getting hit then falling. I was sure I was a dead man. How did you get me here?”
She told him about the violet wind she’d created similar to Margetta’s. He frowned. “How did you do that?”
She shrugged, but for a moment she had to think exactly what to tell him. Davido wouldn’t want him knowing about the elf-lord power in her kingdom. “Honestly, I’m not sure. But I think it’s the same stream of energy that provides the prescient visions for our missions. All I know is that I couldn’t let you die. As I focused on somehow saving you, I experienced an unusual surge, I created a violet-colored wind which allowed me to outrun Margetta and get you safely to Ferrenden Peace.”
He nodded slowly, his brow furrowed as he digested what she’d told him. He glanced around once more. “So, where are we exactly?”
“I brought you to Joseph’s lair. The forest gremlin I told you about.”
