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CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
Stephanie
Iwas vaguely awareof strong arms sliding under my damp body, easing me from the stone. My eyes fluttered open, glimpsing a thick neck, a strong jaw, and the gleam of white sight stars. Errok curled my body against his broad chest as he rose to a standing position. Thank God he could carry me, because that orgasm had damn near made me lose consciousness. And now my legs felt like stretched-out mozzarella cheese.
My whole body felt that way, to be honest. Gooey and warm and not altogether solid.
I made a sound of sleepy contentment when Errok placed me oh so carefully down onto the bed. I could barely keep my eyes open, but I forced myself to stay awake long enough to make sure he got in the bed with me. We’d gotten past something big just now. We’d started working through our shit. And after the exquisite, exhausting night we’d been through, I just wanted to hold him.
Errok joined me on the bed, the mattress sinking under his immense weight. I could feel myself smiling goofily as he arranged the hides around me until I was perfectly tucked in, only my head poking out the top.
“Are you going to come under here, too?” I asked sleepily.
He laid beside me, on top of the hides.
“No. Not yet, anyway,” he said. “Between the flames I built up and the steam and the way your touch has branded me, I feel like I’m on fire.”
It was late, we’d both been through a lot, and I could tell that he was tired. His voice had taken on a gruff, gravelly tone that I’d never heard before. I loved it.
“Remember when you kept saying you were an invalid and that you had a deathly chill and that only my body heat could save you?” I giggled, feeling oddly giddy.
Errok laid on his back, placing his hands behind his head in a perfect pose of leisure. He tilted his head down towards me, and gave me a blindingly beautiful smile.
“I have no doubt that the chill will return at some point tonight. And I will need your naked ministrations.”
I laughed, pretending to be shocked but secretly already looking forward to it.
“But hey,” I said more seriously, my smile fading, “if you were so concerned about looking weak in front of me, what was with all that ‘I’m an invalid, come warm me up with your naked body!’ stuff?”
Errok’s smile faded, too. He rolled onto his side, facing me, resting his head on one arm, the other draping over my body.
“Because I did not truly feel weak in that moment. You’d healed me, I knew I would recover well. The fear hadn’t gotten its hooks into me yet.” He brushed a stray, damp hair away from my forehead. “It is easy to joke about such things from a position of strength.”
I nodded.
“I understand.”
“I know you do,” he said with a weary chuckle. “And that is both comforting and alarming.”
“Don’t be alarmed,” I murmured, my eyes sliding closed. He was so big and warm, and the bed was so soft, and my pussy had been so well-loved that there was no way I could stay awake much longer. A smile tugged at my lips as rough knuckles stroked across my cheekbone.
I barely heard Errok’s whisper in the fire-touched dark of the cave. I only caught the final word, the reverent whisper of, “Beloved,” before sleep finally took me away.
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IAM WARM AND I AMhappy. Because Errok is here. We’re in a glittering valley, sun painting the stones in shades of blue and bright turquoise. The only way this moment could be more perfect is if he were kissing me. So, I reach for him.
But I fall to my knees. The ground is sharp and cutting. I twist and search, but Errok is nowhere. My hands reach but they’re empty. Fighting panic, I squint up into the blinding sky. I see him on the back of a braxilk, flying as fast as he can away from me.
Leaving me.
And then, there is nothing. No sun. No stones. No sky.
