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I’m not
around you! It is a constant struggle knowing I have the strength to force
you.” His voice lowered, his eyes left mine, “I respect you now.” He cleared
his throat, “so I control that urge. Patrick , on the other hand, or any of your enemies for that matter, will not be as kind. And, remember this ,
Sweet…” He gently grasped my chin and looked into my eyes. “You have absolutely
no power over me.” He moved so quickly I was on the ground before his last
words even registered.
“Stop me, Sweet. Use your powers to stop me from
shoving inside you right here.” He kissed me hard. I screamed into his mouth
and pushed as I tried to move under his weight. His massive arms had me pinned
to the debris-strewn ground causing tiny bits of wood to push painfully into my
back. I twisted my legs and tried to smash my knee into his groin. Instead, he
shifted and slammed my legs to the ground with his knees. I knew from our past
violent encounters that I couldn’t transport him anywhere, not unless I wanted
to go along for the ride . It was another clue to his transformation that I
conveniently ignored. I closed my eyes and pulled on my power. Pulling the
air in through my nose, I concentrated on forming all I had into a crushing
ball of heat. When I felt I had enough to shake the earth, I shoved it into him
as hard as I could.
Seth’s eyes bled to pure silver and he bared his
white teeth as they grew long and sharp before my eyes. “Feed me more, Sweet,”
he groaned. Running his tongue down my cheek, he growled, “It feels like sex in
the sun.” His breath was hot against my cheek as he spoke.
Defeated, I dropped my head back and began to cry.
Before a single tear could fall, Seth was off of my body. He pulled me to my
feet and stood next to me, a sad look of pity marring the usual smugness that I
found there.
“Now do you understand?”
I looked at him; my shoulders slumped, “Point taken.”
I sniffed and wiped my eyes with my sleeve. “Promise me something, Seth.” I
sniffed again and grasped both of his hands in mine. His expression was wary
his eyes moving from our clasped hands to my face. I sucked in a huge breath of
air and let it out in a sigh. “Don’t let them get me, okay?” I whispered.
His breath hissed in and he looked at me for a long
time. His expression ranged from confusion to shock and finally a sort of
anger. He cleared his throat and gave me look that took my breath away. “No
harm will come to you, Sweet.” His eyes flashed and I had a feeling that
something big had just happened between us.
Resolved and yet immensely relieved, I rose up on my
toes and kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you. Now, I think we need to drop in
on Lucian. He’s the only one that seems to know how to deal with Voltaire.” I
kept one of his hands in mine and with a thought; I flashed us both to the
doorstep of Lucian’s house.
EIGHT
My stomach felt as if I had swallowed a vat of
squirming eels. I was almost ill just thinking of Lydia and Lucian together as
a couple. I frowned and dropped Seth’s hand. My world was turned onto its head.
In what messed up universe, was Seth my protector and Lucian the reason
for physical unease? I straightened my spine and strode to the front door.
“This should be fun,” Seth mumbled as he stood beside
me on the threshold. “Any chance you mentioned to your little golden boy that
you and I are on speaking terms?” He folded his arms as I knocked on the door.
“Um, well…” I stammered. “No. I never really
considered us on speaking terms until tonight. Sorry, but I’ll explain
everything to Lucian first thing. That is,” I pounded on the door with the side
of my closed first, “if he ever opens the damn door.” I pounded again, putting
a bit more force into my efforts.
“Well, let us just hope that he does not shoot first
and ask questions later. I would hate to tear his head off before we get any
answers.”
I elbowed him in the side.
around you! It is a constant struggle knowing I have the strength to force
you.” His voice lowered, his eyes left mine, “I respect you now.” He cleared
his throat, “so I control that urge. Patrick , on the other hand, or any of your enemies for that matter, will not be as kind. And, remember this ,
Sweet…” He gently grasped my chin and looked into my eyes. “You have absolutely
no power over me.” He moved so quickly I was on the ground before his last
words even registered.
“Stop me, Sweet. Use your powers to stop me from
shoving inside you right here.” He kissed me hard. I screamed into his mouth
and pushed as I tried to move under his weight. His massive arms had me pinned
to the debris-strewn ground causing tiny bits of wood to push painfully into my
back. I twisted my legs and tried to smash my knee into his groin. Instead, he
shifted and slammed my legs to the ground with his knees. I knew from our past
violent encounters that I couldn’t transport him anywhere, not unless I wanted
to go along for the ride . It was another clue to his transformation that I
conveniently ignored. I closed my eyes and pulled on my power. Pulling the
air in through my nose, I concentrated on forming all I had into a crushing
ball of heat. When I felt I had enough to shake the earth, I shoved it into him
as hard as I could.
Seth’s eyes bled to pure silver and he bared his
white teeth as they grew long and sharp before my eyes. “Feed me more, Sweet,”
he groaned. Running his tongue down my cheek, he growled, “It feels like sex in
the sun.” His breath was hot against my cheek as he spoke.
Defeated, I dropped my head back and began to cry.
Before a single tear could fall, Seth was off of my body. He pulled me to my
feet and stood next to me, a sad look of pity marring the usual smugness that I
found there.
“Now do you understand?”
I looked at him; my shoulders slumped, “Point taken.”
I sniffed and wiped my eyes with my sleeve. “Promise me something, Seth.” I
sniffed again and grasped both of his hands in mine. His expression was wary
his eyes moving from our clasped hands to my face. I sucked in a huge breath of
air and let it out in a sigh. “Don’t let them get me, okay?” I whispered.
His breath hissed in and he looked at me for a long
time. His expression ranged from confusion to shock and finally a sort of
anger. He cleared his throat and gave me look that took my breath away. “No
harm will come to you, Sweet.” His eyes flashed and I had a feeling that
something big had just happened between us.
Resolved and yet immensely relieved, I rose up on my
toes and kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you. Now, I think we need to drop in
on Lucian. He’s the only one that seems to know how to deal with Voltaire.” I
kept one of his hands in mine and with a thought; I flashed us both to the
doorstep of Lucian’s house.
EIGHT
My stomach felt as if I had swallowed a vat of
squirming eels. I was almost ill just thinking of Lydia and Lucian together as
a couple. I frowned and dropped Seth’s hand. My world was turned onto its head.
In what messed up universe, was Seth my protector and Lucian the reason
for physical unease? I straightened my spine and strode to the front door.
“This should be fun,” Seth mumbled as he stood beside
me on the threshold. “Any chance you mentioned to your little golden boy that
you and I are on speaking terms?” He folded his arms as I knocked on the door.
“Um, well…” I stammered. “No. I never really
considered us on speaking terms until tonight. Sorry, but I’ll explain
everything to Lucian first thing. That is,” I pounded on the door with the side
of my closed first, “if he ever opens the damn door.” I pounded again, putting
a bit more force into my efforts.
“Well, let us just hope that he does not shoot first
and ask questions later. I would hate to tear his head off before we get any
answers.”
I elbowed him in the side.
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