Page 1 of Wild Kiss


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CHAPTER 1

RUNE

Love. That was what I felt when the sharp pain of Daxon’s bite faded away.

Overwhelming love. And possession. And gratefulness.

Daxon’s feelings rushed over my senses like a wave caressing the sand as it slid back to the water.

I hadn’t known you could feel like that.

Like you were someone’s beginning and end. Like there was nothing you could do that would make them stop loving you.

I’d thought I’d known love.

But I hadn’t. I hadn’t even had an inkling of what it was like when two souls intertwined so closely together you had no idea where one ended…and the other began.

Our mating bond crashed over me in a single, throbbing, heart-stopping moment.

It was like I was caught in a snow globe, the world settling slowly around me as pieces of our past flashed between us. A tableau so beautiful, tears slipped down my face.

There was the moment when I’d first seen him. How the golden light of the sun had reflected off of him on his bike, and I wondered how it was possible for there to be such beauty in the world.

There was the moment at our first dinner, when he'd stared at me like I was everything. I could see the wonder in his gaze. The promise even then.

There was our first time making love, our fight with Alistair’s enforcers… the way he’d taken me against the car hood.

There was the way he’d promised me he’d never hurt me after Wilder had walked away.

Moment after moment streamed through my consciousness. And through it all…I felt him. That overwhelming sensation that he would never betray me, never break my heart…always place me above all others.

I could feel it, in the dark space of my heart that belonged to him…that had always belonged to him…he thought I was perfect. A miracle he would spend his whole life holding on to.

His love was mad. Obsessive. All-consuming. It wasn’t the love you read about in fairy tales. It was more. So much more.

The sensations were almost…too much. My brain wanted to say that something like this couldn’t be real, but the emotions crashing over me pushed the doubts away.

This love was so much more than I had ever dreamed.

I’d closed my eyes, just concentrating on allowing myself to…feel…and when I opened them, there he was.

My mate.

He stared at me with that golden adoration he’d always had…but I’d somehow missed the intensity of it along the way.

“Rune,” he murmured, so gently that the tears tracked down my face even faster. He slid one of his hands around the nape of my neck, and the other one tangled in my hair.

"Hi," I whispered, my voice choked with everything I was feeling. He pressed his face against my cheek, his scratchy jaw brushing against my skin. He moved until we were staring at each other, our lips a centimeter away.

And we just breathed.

In and out, until I was sure his essence was settling into my veins.

I was faintly aware of Ares and Wilder nearby, but I couldn't move my head to look at them. There was nothing inside me that would allow me to look away from Daxon.

Finally, his lips touched mine, exerting the softest pressure, like the brush of a butterfly’s wing against my skin. He paused again, and I whimpered, because there was a heat rising up inside of me different from the one I experienced before on that fateful car ride with Wilder…but also the same.

There was the same desperation, the same need for Daxon now.

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