Page 82 of Stone Heart
Her fingers tingled and emitted a soft glow.
Wake him.
Could she?
Do it.
She confidently made her way to the bed and climbed on. She straddled the sleeping Rhodack and stared down at him. Even in his gargoyle form, he was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. The glow from her fingers grew as she placed them onto his broad, leathery chest.
“Wake up, my love,” she whispered, her powers seeping from her fingers.
She searched for the link, their bond that held them together. The one that would undoubtedly connect them for all eternity.
There it is.
His heartbeat.
She could feel it beat as if it were her own.
Her powers pulsed, growing as she pushed it farther into him.
“Wake up, Rhodack Gahnoth,” she commanded, her voice growing more powerful.
A soft wind gathered in the room, lifting her hair from her neck. She focused on pushing her energy into her mate.
She’d connect with him.
Force him to come back to her.
His people needed him.
She needed him.
His heart raced, and she knew she had him. She closed her eyes and threw back her head, an unexplainable force taking over her. She cried out, and the energy burst forth from her, flowing through her and into Rhodack.
Her body trembled, and the power faded. Her body slumped forward, and only her hands braced on Rhodack’s body kept her from falling onto him.
Her breaths were coming fast, and she took in a deep breath, trying to control her body. Her eyes jerked open at the touch of a gentle, strong hand moving away the curtain of hair from her face. She was met with the strong, dark eyes of her mate.
She’d done it!
“Rhodack,” she cried out. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Sometime during the power transfer, unbeknownst to her, he’d shifted back into his human form.
“Rina,” he breathed, taking her in.
She leaned forward and crushed her mouth to his. Rhodack’s large hand cupped her face, and he took over the kiss. His warm lips danced over hers, his tongue thrusting into her mouth. She automatically opened her mouth to greet his tongue with hers.
A growl escaped him, and he gripped her body and flipped them over with him settling into the valley of her thighs.
“I’m so sorry,” she cried out, tears escaping. Her hands flew to his face as she studied him. She’d apologize a million times over for what she’d done.
“There’s nothing to be sorry about, Rina. I would have given my life for you,” he admitted, gently wiping the tears from her face with his thumb. His face softened, and his lips curled up in the corner slightly. “You’re the most important thing in my life.”
“Please don’t ever do that again,” she murmured, pulling his head down and placing a small kiss on his stubble-covered chin. “Your clan needs you. I need you.”
He entwined their fingers together and lifted her hands over her head. He thrust his pelvis toward her, showing her how much he needed her. She gasped, loving the feel of his nakedness and wanting to feel him against her naked flesh.
She blinked and willed her clothes to disappear.
