Page 17 of Darkness Consuming
Chapter Eight
Alone Once Again
Violence
I’d never be able to imagine that. The first time wasn’t at all like that. The first time was a consuming roar of tangling magic. This time it was only us. Just our emotions.
And my emotions are spiraling all through me right now. My orgasm tingles through every nerve in my body, and I tremble against his hard chest.
His muscles are tight beneath my touch, my nails sinking into the smooth skin of his shoulders. I can’t look at him. If I look up at his gorgeous face, I’ll kiss him.
Or worse.
The crook of his neck is smooth against my lips, and I keep my face buried there for several long moments; so long that he finally loses his tormenting confidence. It seems to slip away as he pushes his hands slowly down my back.
He simply holds me.
Without any questions, he holds me.
And I lean into his comfort. He feels so good. He feels like he’s the only person in the entire world right now and I never want to let him go.
I’m terrified to let him go.
“I’m here, Vi. I’m right here.” Warm breath fans across my neck and still I keep my eyes closed. I’m afraid to open them. I’m terrified if I open my eyes, the euphoric feeling he just gave me will slip away, allowing the dread and anxiety to tumble right back in.
“Where are you really?” My question is quiet and comes out on a shaking breath.
He’s really here. Or … a part of him is anyway.
His big palm strokes down my hair as his body melds closer to mine.
“Right now, I’m sitting on the outskirts of town. Link and I have been staying in the meadow you like so much.” A pause settles between his thoughts. “It reminds me of you. It’s quiet and beautiful there.”
His words cause a warm feeling to wrap around me and his honesty seems to force me to look at him.
“How are you here?” His full lips hold my attention as my fingers skim up the angle of his jaw.
He feels so real. He doesn’t really look it though. That odd glow of his skin makes him appear like a soul itself.
“I’m not entirely sure. We made a trip to the Reveries, and I’ve been smoking offerings for days just to be here with you.” The corner of his lip tilts.
I can’t believe he went to the Reveries. The two of them must have been desperate to visit those Witches. I’m surprised they helped him at all.
“Why isn’t Link here too?”
At my mention of Link, his attention falls from me, his hands slip away from me until there’s a fraction of space between him and I.
“He wanted to be. He tried to be. When he tried the offering with me … nothing happened. He can’t do this for some reason; whatever this is.”
For a second, I try to imagine what it would have been like, had it been Link here instead of Nollix. If Link were here, I’d continue thinking he was a hallucination for weeks. He isn’t as open as Nollix. He never would have offered to fuck me to prove he was real. But I do think he would have eventually gotten through to me in a sweeter, gentler way.
“So wherever this is, Link can’t come here.” My brows lower as I try to make sense of it all. “But you can.”
“Maybe he’s not strong enough.” The logical way he says it makes me cock a brow at him.
Goddess, his ego is massive.
“Or maybe he’s not as good at smoking offerings.” My eyes narrow on his. “It could be anything really.”
