Page 42 of The Stone Curse
Her face fell. “Ah, yes, I heard. Such a terrible loss.” She sighed and shook her head. “Your father won’t be back till dawn, but I’m sure he’ll be delighted to see you. Are you hungry?”
“Actually, we are,” Shar said. “Would you mind?—”
“Pfft, of course not. Sit, sit, tell me all about your training…well, the parts that you’re permitted to reveal, and Derek…” She smiled kindly at him. “Tell me about you. I’ve never seen a sentient shield before.”
We’d traveled for hours,and I’d driven for miles, so by the time midnight drew up, I was ready to retire. Shar showed me to the guest room next to hers and left me to pass out while she took Derek to the cinema room to watch a movie.
I didn’t have the energy to scope out the room, didn’t even bother to turn on the lights, content to strip and climb into bed with just the moonlight for company.
My head hit the pillow, and I sank. Deep.
I’m backon the grassy path with the darkness pressing in on me, but this time, a figure is framed in the circle of light up ahead.
“Hurry!” Serath reaches for me. “Run!”
I break into a sprint a moment before the darkness clamps its jaws shut.
Arms encircle me, crushing me to a taut chest and cutting off my scream of horror. “I’ve got you,” Serath says. “I’m here.”
I pull away just enough to be able to peer up at him. My gaze grazes his hard jaw and then sweeps across his full mouth and up to his pale blue eyes filled with triumph.
“You found me,” he says.
This is a dream, and yet it feels so real. I don’t want it to end. I don’t want to wake up. “Yes, I found you.”
He cups my nape and brings his mouth down on mine in a crushing kiss that steals my breath.
“Cameron…” He breaks the kiss and presses his forehead to mine. “I thought I’d never see you again.”
My heart breaks. I want to pretend, want this to be real, but it isn’t, and that hurts. “I can’t do this.” I pull away. “I won’t. I watched you die, and this…this is too painful.” I squeeze my eyes shut. “I need it to stop. I need you to go away.”
He grabs my arms. “Open your eyes, dammit. Look at me. I’m here. I’m here. I’m real and I?—”
A rumbling growl cuts over his words, and the hackles on my nape quiver.
“You have to go.” Serath cups my face. “Go, but don’t forget this. Remember. You need to—” Another growl. “Dammit.” Serath presses a kiss to my lips, and then he shoves me away. Out of the light and into the gray.
The mattress bowsbeneath my body as Serath presses me into it, his mouth on my neck as he trails kisses up toward my jaw.
There’s something…something I need to?—
He claims my lips, and our tongues meet. I’m lost, all train of thought abandoned to sensation as heat pools low in my belly, a glowing coal that gets warmer and warmer. Until my pussy is throbbing so hard it’s almost painful.
I need him.
I need him inside me bad.
But this is wrong. We can’t. We shouldn’t. I shove at his shoulders, and he breaks the kiss, and all I see are his eyes, dark with desire. Hungry, so hungry…
I woke sweat-soaked,the apex of my thighs pulsing with need. I needed…Fuck, I needed…I shoved my hand into my pants, into my slick heat, and finished what the dream had started, coming hard, mouth clamped shut to stifle my cry. I rode the orgasm, pulse pounding in my head, chest aching with trapped breath.
The fever ebbed slowly, and my muscles relaxed. I turned my head to look at the window, at the almost full moon hanging in the starless night like a warning.
It was happening again, and I wasn’t sure how I’d cope.
CHAPTER 14
TOURON
