Page 132 of The Silent
Kyra laughed. “I have more than a little experience withthickheadedmen.”
Leo kissed the tears from her cheeks. “Then we’re perfect for eachother.”
“Weare.”
He smiled. “Say itagain.”
“We’re perfect for eachother.”
“Exactly asweare.”
They shared delicate kisses as the ink dried on her skin. Leo’s breath came in pants. He was thick with tension, trying to control his hunger for her, but every moment their magic lingered in the air, it seemed to grow more intense. It didn’t dissipate in the air like smoke but grew stronger. Heavier. Moreoverwhelming.
“Leo?” Kyra’s pulse was pounding in herthroat.
“Soon.” He scraped his teeth along her chin and reached for her shoulder, feeling the smudge of ink that wasn’t quite dry. “I’ll fix itlater.”
“What?”
He tugged the pins from her hair and watched it tumble down her shoulders, thick waves of dark silk he fisted as he brought her mouth to his over and over. Her lips were swollen from hiskisses.
“Now?”
He glanced down at her heart and saw the ink dry on herskin. “Yes.”
Without another word, he took her to the floor. Kyra wrapped ink-stained arms around his shoulders and long legs around his waist. They rolled across the wooden floor with their mouths fused together as dark red henna began to light with a gold fire. Kyra’s magic came alive beforehiseyes.
“Leo!” She let go of him, her back arching on the floor as her body lifted in a wave ofpower.
“Kyra?”
Her eyes flew open, and they were no longer gold. There was fire behind them, sparking and glowing in the dim room. Brighter than candle flames, they met Leo’s coolblueeyes.
“What’s happening?” sheasked.
“Idon’tknow!”
Leo picked her up and put her on the bed, but the shocks to her body seemed to keep coming. She curled into herself. Every brushstroke illuminated with a vivid fiery light, as if it were burning itself into Kyra’s skin. The light raced over her body, and Leo heard the light bulb in the bedside lamp pop before itwentdark.
The power rose. The spells burned. And then theywentout.
Reshon, areyouhurt?
No. I feel… more alive than Ieverhave.
Kyra sat up, and Leo realized the spells hadn’t stopped glowing, but they were no longer burning. They shone like a banked flame beneath her skin, streaking across her body in swirls and lines, following the curves and sinews as he’ddrawnthem.
“You are so beautiful,” hewhispered.
She rose and pressed him back on the bed, removing the linen wrap around his waist. “Ana reshon.”Cometome.
There were no more words as she slid over him. Leo rose and kissed her breasts, hugging her to his chest. He arched his back so Kyra could reach down and guide him into her body. When they were joined, he lifted his hips, thrusting deep as Kyra arched back, her hair falling so long that it brushed the tops of his thighs as he sat beneath her. His vows glimmered on her skin, a visible reminder of his promisetoher.
Daughter ofheaven
Daughter ofheaven
Reshon
