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“Oh!” I shouted as my rear end came in contact with the cool granite.
He pulled back inquisitively. “Are you okay?”
“Yes!” I screamed in delight. “The counter is cold, but I’m fine.”
He grinned. “Well, we’ll just have to see what we can do to warm you up then.” He briefly kissed me on the lips and said, “Hold on, I have a great idea.” He walked over to the stainless steel fridge and began digging through its contents.
“Huh?” I said. “What are you doing?”
He turned around to reveal a can of whipped cream and a package of berries. As he reached into the cabinet above him, grabbing a little golden bear containing honey, he said, “Well, we’re going to need some energy for what I have planned.”
Catching his drift I replied, “Oh, really now…and what exactly do you plan to do with those?”
He picked me up and transferred me to the large island in the middle of the room. Shaking the can of cream he replied, “I’m going to make a meal out of you.” He then sprayed the sugary substance over my breast and immediately pulled my left nipple into his mouth. “Mmm,” he moaned. “Even better than I imagined.”
“Holy fuck, you have a talented mouth!” I screamed.
“Baby, you ain’t seen nothing yet,” he promised.
Oh, and did he live up to that promise. With the cream, the berries, and the honey.
Fourteen
After our wonderful buffet in the kitchen, we enjoyed each other once again in the shower, then again in Vance’s bed. I hadn’t met anyone this insatiable or who had left me feeling so completely satisfied. It’s not like I had much to compare to, but Vance was by far the most talented, generous lover I had ever known. Our psychic connection while making love was amazing. We could feel each other’s pleasure as well as our own. And we kept doing that glowing thing which was weird at first, but then I learned to appreciate it: a visible symbol of our feelings for one another.
While we were soaking in a bubble bath, I began speaking to him telepathically. I want to know more about your time on Faerie. Did you have any friends? Vance had spent ten years on Faerie studying magic. He attributed most of his knowledge to his teachings there, but I didn’t know much else about such a formative time in his life.
Yes, I did, he replied. I was close with my mentor, Ornessa’sdaughter and her mate.We all tended to gravitate towards one another since we were so close in age and ability. They actually followed me to this realm shortly after I returned and we remained in close contact for many years. They moved to Vegas when they were expecting a child, but I still wasn’t over the incident with Maria, so I couldn’t bear spending a lot of time with them.
What happened to them? I asked.
He paused before answering. The last time I spoke with Bryt, she called to say goodbye because they were returning to Faerie.
Wow, my mother’s name was Bryt too. Is that a common name among the Fae?
He broke our telepathic connection, giving me a look of surprise. “Was your mom born in Faerie?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I replied. “Why?”
“Karli, no two Fae born in the land of Faerie have the same name,” he said. “It’s unheard of because a person’s name shapes who they are as an individual. The elders visit pregnant women and read the child’s aura while they’re still in their mother’s womb. They bless the child with a name based on their reading.”
“Well, that’s impossible because I know my mom was born in Faerie and her name was Bryt,” I argued.
He grabbed my hand and shifted his body towards me. “Karli, I’m telling you there was only one person born in the entire kingdom of Faerie with that name. I am confident of that. That only leaves one conclusion.”
“No, you’re wrong,” I said, denying his implication. “It can’t be. What was her mate’s name?”
“Myko,” he replied.
I pulled away from him, choking back a sob. “Omigod.” That was my father’s name.
“Karli, close your eyes and relax your mind,” he commanded.
Confused, I asked, “Why?”
“Just do it,” he said. Softening his tone he added, “Please.”
He placed his hands on my face as I closed my eyes. I saw a blinding white light before it softened and took shape. Suddenly, I had a vision of a younger Vance standing in a beautiful forest. The same one that he’d shown me before…from his time spent on Faerie. He was around the same age as the boy in the old photo with his parents on his sofa table. There was a girl and a boy with him here, both brunettes, standing in the distance but I could not make out their faces.
