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and made plans about how they would infiltrate the
Magica city of Titan and throw the Sifta’s switch. They would need
to get past security at the south gate to gain the proper papers
and be able to travel the streets freely.
    Caroline hardly
heard a word. She'd gone numb, a black sensation taking hold in the
pit of her stomach and growing tendrils through her veins. She
wished time could stop. She wished she and Torrent could run away.
She wished she'd never met him...no, she didn't...not really. She
just wished everything was different.
    Her sisters
gave her long, comforting hugs that didn't help and she and Torrent
returned home.
     

Chapter Eight
     
    At home, she
and Torrent went about business in near silence. They didn't talk
about the upcoming expedition that would leave her a widow a day
after she got married. Caroline was too depressed to speak and
Torrent seemed to be respecting that. They made something to eat
and Torrent built a fire in the living room hearth. She leaned
against the wall separating that room from the kitchen and watched
him.
    He glanced at
her, then suddenly threw down the log he held, stood up, walked
over her to her and swept her into his arms. "This is ridiculous.
We need to spend every last possible moment with my bare skin next
to yours."
    Not waiting for
her response, he carried her upstairs, taking two steps at a time
as though she’d try to run away. No way. She could never resist
this man. She wound her arms around him and buried her face where
his shoulder met his neck, breathing in the scent of him and trying
to memorize it, attempting to commit the warm, solid feel of his
body to her memory.
    “You feel our
connection, don’t you, Caroline?” he murmured against her mouth
after he’d laid her on the bed. “Right now I feel as though you’re
as powerless against me as I am against you. I trust you completely
and I think you trust me too.”
    “Torrent,” she
whispered. “How can you affect me this way?”
    He nipped at
her lower lip. “I’m glad I affect you at all.”
    “You do… so
much. ” Her breath came out heavy and aroused. “Torrent…I don’t
want you to take the herbs.”
    “What?”
    “The herb you
take to prevent pregnancy, please stop taking it.”
    He cupped her
face in his hands. “Are you sure?”
    “I’ve never
been more sure about anything, ever.” She smiled. “Stop taking the
herb and try to get me pregnant every chance you get.”
    “Do you want me
to make love to you right now? Torrent pulled back and watched her
face.
    Caroline’s
eyelids were heavy and her lips were plumped and rosy from his
kiss. She grinned coyly. “Maybe,” she answered in a breathy
voice.
    He gave a short
laugh.
    Her fingers
found the buttons of his shirt and undid them one by one. “Let me
clarify my answer a little,” she said, fitting the tip of her
tongue to the corner of her mouth. After she’d pushed the shirt
away, she gazed at the bounty that was hers.
    Sliding her
fingers over his smooth skin, she explored every glorious well-made
inch of him until he shuddered with pleasure and goose bumps
erupted over his flesh.
    “I want to show
you how much you’re mine,” he purred, dropping his mouth to hers
for a kiss.
    She opened her
mouth to tell him that human women didn’t like being owned, but
right before he kissed her he whispered, “As I am yours ,
body and soul,” and she melted into him.
    He undid
another button and slipped his hand inside her shirt to cup her
breast. Caroline drew a careful breath, feeling his touch all
through her body as he drew his fingers softly back and forth over
the erect nipple.
    “I am yours, as
you are mine,” he purred again. “I want you to feel that as much as
I do.”
    He kept one
hand on her breast and undid the rest of the buttons with his other
hand. Her shirt whispered over her skin as he parted it. He ran
both his hands down her body to her thighs, his gaze eating up
every inch of her. She felt beautiful