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sister.”
    “Oh. Right. Of course.” I nodded. “She didn’t say a word of
it to me, though.”
    “Because Blossom threatened her life to give you time to
settle in.” Tristan came up to me and lifted my chin with his thumb. His eyes
were alight, the gold dancing beautifully, a stark but nice contrast to how
they’d looked earlier. “Do I sense a little jealousy, ma lykita ?”
    I leaned forward and pressed my forehead against his chest,
unable to look into his eyes. “Stupid, I know. I … I feel weird in my own home,
I guess. Like it’s not even mine. I just want to get back to normal.”
    “Normal?” he asked with curiosity as he wrapped his arms
around me.
    “Heh. Yeah,” I said. “Whatever that is.”
    Except having his arms finally around me was the best normal
I could ask for. I pressed my hands against his ribs and slid them around to
his back, pulling him closer, wanting to eliminate the last millimeters of
space between our bodies after the thousands of miles that had separated us for
the last two weeks.
      “I’m so glad
you’re home,” he said, his voice thick.
    “Me, too,” I whispered, my hands wandering southward to the
hem of his shirt, and underneath. His muscles tightened under my touch. “Does
this mean you’re not mad at me anymore?”
    A low growl rumbled in his chest, but he didn’t let go of
me. “We’ll talk about it later.”
    “But Char and the rest got away safely, right?”
    “Yes, no thanks to you. Or me, since I had to go searching
for you.”
    Before he changed his mind and decided to talk about it now,
I lifted his shirt to his shoulders and ran my mouth across his chest. The
growl turned into a hum of pleasure as I made him forget his anger with me. In
a flash, we were in our room, and my jacket and Tristan’s shirt were tossed to
the floor.
    “You’re so damn sexy in that,” he said, his heated gaze
traveling down to my breasts that nearly spilled over the top of my bustier as
they throbbed with need.
    In one swift move, he grabbed my wrists, lifted my arms above
my head and shoved me against the wall as he planted his mouth on mine. His
tongue pushed its way in and moved urgently, hungrily, leaving me breathless
and weak-kneed. He brought my hands together over my head and clasped my wrists
in one of his hands as the other trailed shocks down my arm. I squirmed under
his touch, and he pressed harder against me, grinding his pelvis into mine. My
thighs quivered, ready to open up and let him in.
    “Do me a favor and stay right there,” he murmured against my
lips. I nodded.
    He stepped backward, and my arms began to slide down the
wall, but his hand returned in an instant, holding them up.
    “Right there,” he said.
    “Um … okay.”
    What was he doing? If he wanted to play our favorite game,
he could have held me in place with his power. I wasn’t about to ask, though. I
could either cooperate or ruin the fun. No way would I ruin the fun.
    It hadn’t just been two weeks, but over eight months since
we’d truly been able to be together the way we preferred. Being in the woods on
the Amadis Island, with so many creatures who could easily encroach into my
telepathic range, wasn’t nearly the same as being home where I could truly let
go of all my inhibitions. Any nearby
humans wouldn’t understand that I blasted orgasmic feelings into their heads
and, so far anyway, Dorian had no clue, as if his child’s mind blocked it out.
    So I stood there with my arms crossed high over my head,
trying not to squirm too much from anticipation as Tristan knelt before me.
    After removing and discarding my boots, his hands went to my
hips and his lips to my stomach. As he kissed the exposed skin between the
bottom of the corset and the top of my pants, his fingers slipped under the
tight leather and slowly slid to the button. Then his hands pushed down, taking
my pants with them, and his mouth followed close behind, kissing and sucking my
inner thigh, the inside of my