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friction. Her body seemed to liquefy, and she absently wondered if all of her erotic fantasies were oozing out
of her in a scalding river.
Blythe was so caught up in scalding rivers and erotic fantasies that at first she didn't notice his small nibbles
along the side of her neck. It was all part of the sensual package he was delivering. She moaned her enjoyment
of the nibbling sensation.
Sluggishly she was trying to remember why she should close her legs when he moved his thigh and replaced
it with the hard length of his erection. Pressing down, he rubbed a slow, sensual rhythm against her favorite
spot, making her ignore how his mouth had stilled, how the small nibbles had now narrowed down to two
sharp points of sensation on her neck.
"There is only so much temptation ye can expect me to withstand. I dinna want to wait longer. I wish to taste
ye and join with ye in a way no other ever will." His voice was still a sleepy murmur.
Something about the tasting part should have thrown up a red flag, and combined with the increasing pressure
on her neck, that red flag should have been waving wildly. But the complete sensual experience was flowing
over her, washing away warning signals.
A raucous shout from the courtyard shattered her strange sexual euphoria. "Come ye, lads. Break down the
cursed gate. Then I will carve out the hearts of all the demons who dwell here."
Carve out hearts? Demons? What the... ?
"Be still, lass, and dinna look at me." Darach's voice had lost all sleepiness.
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The pressure on her neck disappeared even as Blythe closed her eyes tightly. The pressure she'd felt hadn't
come from an ordinary set of human teeth. Those had been sharp canines pressing into her neck. And no, she
didn't want to see his big bad teeth close up and personal. She couldn't take either a yikes or yuck experience
at the moment.
"What were ye thinking to put yourself in such danger?" He wasn't talking about the carving-out-hearts guy in
the courtyard.
She held her breath as he moved off her. Still keeping her eyes tightly shut, she sat up. "You said to wake you
if the villagers attacked. Well, they attacked, and I tried to wake you. You didn't warn me that nothing short of
an exploding planet would wake you." She shrugged. "I tried the only thing left I could think of."
"Ye could have destroyed us both." She felt the bed shift as he stood.
Her eyes popped open as she turned to glare at him. "So now it'smy fault? lust like a man." Luckily, he looked
like himself again.
His smile was slow, sexy, and made her feel all warm and wet again. She narrowed her gaze. Oh, no, she
wasn't going to let him charm her out of her anger.
"If I were like a man, we wouldna need this talk." He glanced at the Freeze-frame resting beside her. "What is
that?"
She glanced at the weapon. Fat lot of good it had done her. Once Darach started working his magic, she had
forgotten all about it. "It's a Freeze-frame. It can paralyze a human for up to an hour."
"You thought to use this on me?" His expression gave no hint of his feelings.
She could lie. She could tell him it was to protect herself against the howling mob below. But she wouldn't.
She firmed her resolve. "Yes. If I had to."
"But ye didna. Why?" His eyes gleamed with a secret knowledge that made her uneasy.
Blythe frowned as she thought about his question. "I don't know. Everything just sort of faded away once you
touched me. I couldn't think of anything except... sex." Maybe she was carrying this honesty thing a little too
far.
His smile was knowing. "Aye. A weapon willna help ye if ye dinna recognize the danger until it is too late."
His smile faded. "Never try to wake me like that again." His gaze was level, serious. "When I'm not fully
awake, the blood lust and need to join with ye become one, and I canna fight the temptation." Suddenly he
smiled again and relaxed. "If ye wish to join with me, ye must make sure I am awake."
She was so mad that all of her clever retorts tangled in her throat. All that came out was an angry hiss.
"Aye, I understand. Ye wish to thank me for my advice." His smile turned teasing.
Teasing? He was teasing her? Blythe had no time to think about this new facet of his personality because the
screams and pounding from below had grown louder.
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"You have to help Ganymede." She glanced at the narrow slit. Pale light still shone through it. "But it's still
light outside. What can you do?"
"Do the clouds hang heavy?" He had put on his plaid and footwear.
"It's been raining all day, and I haven't seen a break in the clouds." She watched as he strode from her room,
then heard him moving around in his room above her. She breathed a sigh of relief when he returned a few
minutes later with a large black garment slung across his arm.
Silently she watched him wrap the cloak around himself, then pull the oversized hood over his head. There
was nothing human remaining to be seen. His hands were tucked into the cloak, and she could see nothing of
his face.
She controlled a shudder. "You look like the Ghost of Christmas Future."
"What?" He was already striding toward the door.
"Can you go out in the light? Won't you incinerate when you hit the daylight?" She huffed to keep up with
him as he climbed the steps to the battlements.
"I willna go up in a puff of smoke, but I willna be comfortable." He paused on the steps. "If the sun breaks
through the clouds, it will be verra painful." He continued climbing. "But I have no choice if I wish to save
others from dying."
As Blythe struggled up the stairs behind him, she was surprised to realize that most of her worry was for him,
not the horde of anonymous "others."
"How will you stop them?" She almost slammed into him as he stopped and looked back at her.
She could see nothing past the enveloping hood, only the blue glitter of his eyes. Eyes that changed even as
she watched. They seemed to elongate, grow more intense, and Blythe couldn't mistake the eyes of a predator.
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