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“Of course, I do, why the hell would you ask me that?”

“Because when they initiate you, you’re going to have to make some decisions.”

“There’s nothing to decide,” he growled, “we’ll find my mother and do whatever the hell we have to in order to get home.”

She smiled at him. He didn’t notice the gathering tears right away.

“What is it?”

“I love that about you.”

His mouth dropped open as the air went out of his gut. He swallowed, trying to find the right time to inhale again. He reached for her, pulling her into his arms, cradling her in his lap. His hands cupped her face, his thumbs stroking the skin between her lower lip and chin before he kissed her with all the tenderness in his entire body. “I won’t let them lock you away,” he whispered. “I love you.”

She searched his face for a long moment, “Bite my lip,” she said.

“What?”

“You heard me; bite me.”

He told her he loved her, and she responds with ‘bite me’? What the hell? He-

“Ow!” Sharp pain stung his lower lip and he tasted blood.

“Bite me, dragonsdammit!” she said, and licked the blood from his lip.

He ought to have been revolted, but he realized he really wasn’t.

A gleam shimmered in her eyes as they both felt his arousal against her thigh, seated as intimately as they were. The tip of her tongue darted out over her lower lip and retreated before he sank his teeth into it causing her to grunt against his sharp teeth. He released her instantly, the tang of her blood sweeping into his mouth with her tongue. A growl rumbled deep in his chest his hand gripped the back of her head to take control of her mouth. She tugged back against his hand and he released her instantly. The urge to dominate her had been right up front.

With forced gentleness, he reached for her again. He could feel her gaze on his face, reading him, judging him.

“Like I said, Jori, you will have some decisions to make.” She leaned into him, the tip of her tongue sweeping away the last of the blood from his lip and kissed him softly. “I love you too, Jori Mountainside. I just hope it’s enough. For both of us.”

Chapter 18

The brakes squealed as the van halted, causing Kymri to jerk into Jori.

He grabbed her and kissed her as the engine was cut, licking away the remnants of blood from her lips as she’d done for him.

She was his. He was hers. The threading of their bond was sealed.

Would it be enough?

She hoped so with every part of her being.

If it wasn’t... Well, if it wasn’t... She would have to do what was needed to protect her people. No matter the consequences to herself. And her child.

Her hands slid over his bearded face. This could be the last time she would feel the silky thick bristles beneath her fingers. Her cheek slid along his, inhaling the scent of him. She planted a kiss between his thick brows, then one last one on his full lips and disengaged herself from his lap, sorry for the instant loss of the warmth of his body against hers.

The van rocked then two doors slammed a moment before the back doors were thrown open to reveal the two thugs from the alley. A third stepped into view, grinning at them, “Well, it’s about bloody time.”

Jori reached for her hand.

“They tell me you don’t like Clive here,” he said with a laugh. His gaze shifted from Jori to Kymri. He nodded with grudging approval, “Could do worse,” his eyes shot back to Jori, “Could do better.”

There was a barely audible growl rumbling low. It was coming from Jori.

There it was.

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