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the tension ratcheting through her, felt the tension mounting in the dream state. He also felt the edges of the dream’s fabric start to unravel. He couldn’t hold it for long. Pushing a hand between them, he sought out the hard little bud buried between her folds, slipping his hand under the brief hem of the silky scrap of the shorts she’d worn to bed.
He wanted her naked. He wanted her naked and open before him, and he wanted her awake …and fully aware. He’d settle for feeling her climax, for hearing the gasping sounds of her cries.
Seconds later, she started to shudder. And her breathing hitched, caught once more in her throat. As she whimpered his name, the threads of the dream became weaker still. Pressing his mouth to her neck, he whispered, “I’ll feel it in reality next time, Celine.”
And then it was done—he lay in his own bed, staring at the ceiling, his body one long, burning ache.
Across the hall, he could hear the ragged sound of Celine’s breath and he knew the exact moment she came completely awake.
Her broken little, “Whoa…what a dream,” left him with a somewhat pained smile.
But then it faded to guilt. He needed to let her know it was more than a dream.
“Now what?”
Standing next to Jacob left her skin humming, but if she moved away, that was going to have him focusing that shrewd gaze of his on her. She’d rather not have that happen.
They’d just found another small nest of parasei—it wasn’t a rave this time, but there were still plenty of humans around. Humans for her to use her little mind tricks on, humans to get caught in the crossfire.
Plenty enough to make her jumpy, if he needed a reason. He didn’t need to know she was having hot, sweaty dreams about him.
“Now we kill them,” he said levelly. “Then we find the next nest. And we kill them. Then we find the next one. And so on, until we’ve cleared the city. Sooner or later, we’ll find where they are all coming from.”
Celine rolled her eyes. “I figured that much. What I’m getting at is, we seem to be doing this an awful lot. We’ve been here almost eight weeks. And we’re still going strong. What gives?”
“I’d think you’d like this particular location.” He slid her a look. “Unless you’ve decided you’re ready to move on.”
Going still, Celine caught her hair in her fist. Move on—somehow, she suspected that question was directed at more than just their location.
Move on…away from her life. Farther from home. They’d been in New York, Florida—Finn had tried taking her to Chile and it hadn’t done much good, because her heart, her mind, had always been back there, back home. As often as she could, she’d slipped away. Even if just for a few minutes.
Was she ready to leave this place? So ready to walk away from those empty wishes? Empty dreams?
“Yeah,” she said, her voice husky and raw. “I’m ready to leave.”
She slanted a look up at him. “There’s nothing left for me in that life. I see that. You made sure I saw it.”
The thick fringe of his lashes lowered, shielding unyielding eyes. “Do you expect me to be sorry that I showed you the truth? A truth you couldn’t see?”
Celine sighed. “Even if I expected it, it wouldn’t matter. You do what you have to, Jacob. That’s who you are.” Absently, she combed her hair into sections and started to braid it. Once she’d finished, she pulled a band from her pocket and secured the end, tossing it over her shoulder when she was done. “We all do what we have to, right?”
“We do.”
She nodded. “So let’s do what we have to. Let’s get this job done.”
There was one more thing about her life she did need to do…she just had to figure out how .
The nest was a nasty one—small, but nasty.
The parasei there were old and strong. Usually these demons didn’t cling so well—they grabbed a body, rode it for a few months and wore it out. Some of these, though, Celine suspected
He wanted her naked. He wanted her naked and open before him, and he wanted her awake …and fully aware. He’d settle for feeling her climax, for hearing the gasping sounds of her cries.
Seconds later, she started to shudder. And her breathing hitched, caught once more in her throat. As she whimpered his name, the threads of the dream became weaker still. Pressing his mouth to her neck, he whispered, “I’ll feel it in reality next time, Celine.”
And then it was done—he lay in his own bed, staring at the ceiling, his body one long, burning ache.
Across the hall, he could hear the ragged sound of Celine’s breath and he knew the exact moment she came completely awake.
Her broken little, “Whoa…what a dream,” left him with a somewhat pained smile.
But then it faded to guilt. He needed to let her know it was more than a dream.
“Now what?”
Standing next to Jacob left her skin humming, but if she moved away, that was going to have him focusing that shrewd gaze of his on her. She’d rather not have that happen.
They’d just found another small nest of parasei—it wasn’t a rave this time, but there were still plenty of humans around. Humans for her to use her little mind tricks on, humans to get caught in the crossfire.
Plenty enough to make her jumpy, if he needed a reason. He didn’t need to know she was having hot, sweaty dreams about him.
“Now we kill them,” he said levelly. “Then we find the next nest. And we kill them. Then we find the next one. And so on, until we’ve cleared the city. Sooner or later, we’ll find where they are all coming from.”
Celine rolled her eyes. “I figured that much. What I’m getting at is, we seem to be doing this an awful lot. We’ve been here almost eight weeks. And we’re still going strong. What gives?”
“I’d think you’d like this particular location.” He slid her a look. “Unless you’ve decided you’re ready to move on.”
Going still, Celine caught her hair in her fist. Move on—somehow, she suspected that question was directed at more than just their location.
Move on…away from her life. Farther from home. They’d been in New York, Florida—Finn had tried taking her to Chile and it hadn’t done much good, because her heart, her mind, had always been back there, back home. As often as she could, she’d slipped away. Even if just for a few minutes.
Was she ready to leave this place? So ready to walk away from those empty wishes? Empty dreams?
“Yeah,” she said, her voice husky and raw. “I’m ready to leave.”
She slanted a look up at him. “There’s nothing left for me in that life. I see that. You made sure I saw it.”
The thick fringe of his lashes lowered, shielding unyielding eyes. “Do you expect me to be sorry that I showed you the truth? A truth you couldn’t see?”
Celine sighed. “Even if I expected it, it wouldn’t matter. You do what you have to, Jacob. That’s who you are.” Absently, she combed her hair into sections and started to braid it. Once she’d finished, she pulled a band from her pocket and secured the end, tossing it over her shoulder when she was done. “We all do what we have to, right?”
“We do.”
She nodded. “So let’s do what we have to. Let’s get this job done.”
There was one more thing about her life she did need to do…she just had to figure out how .
The nest was a nasty one—small, but nasty.
The parasei there were old and strong. Usually these demons didn’t cling so well—they grabbed a body, rode it for a few months and wore it out. Some of these, though, Celine suspected
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