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spinning and the nausea churning in her gut slowly eased. But as she looked around, she wondered if unconsciousness might be a little easier.
It would certainly be a lot less terrifying.
All was barren in front of her. Stunted, malformed trees. Bare ground. She felt like she was looking at it through a camera lens, her mind only letting her take in one small thing at a time.
This land looked familiar . . . very familiar. But she had seen it last with lush green trees, mountains that towered into the sky, their caps covered with pristine white snow. The world had been too beautiful . . . the sky sapphire blue and streaked with auroras at night. “I thought I’d only dreamed this place,” Lee whispered, wiping her tears away halfheartedly.
Those dreams she remembered from time to time. But they were just dreams. Dreams of a paradise unlike anything she’d ever known. Some whimsical paradise she’d created out of some need to escape the real world.
“Lee.”
His voice, low and rough, sent shivers up her spine. Slowly, she turned, and whatever door had let her step into this world was gone. Standing just behind her was a tall, rangy man, with eyes that gleamed like pools of liquid silver, a square-cut jaw, high, almost harsh cheekbones and a broad forehead. He looked almost brutal. His mouth was unsmiling, the sensual line of his lips unyielding as he stared at her with disbelieving eyes. Kalen . . .
Even before he said anything else, Lee knew how his voice would sound. Deep, dark and velvety, with a lyrical accent that thickened with emotion. He opened his lips and she shivered at the sound. “You haven’t stood in this world while the sun shines in years.”
“Oh, hell.”
Lee felt her knees wobble under her. The earth started to churn again, except Lee had a bad feeling the earth wasn’t really moving at all. Everything grew dark, and just as the world rushed up to meet her, she saw his eyes widen.
He watched as her eyes rolled back until nothing but the whites showed. Her skin was a pale, ashen gray and he swore, leaping forward. She fell into his arms and he grunted as his body absorbed the impact. Her skin was soft, she smelled sweet and clean, and her body was a lethal combination of curves and muscle.
Kalen gnashed his teeth. It was almost like some dream come to life. He had Lee in his arms—really in his arms—after all this time, and she was half-naked. The soft, thin clothes she wore did absolutely nothing to hide the body underneath. He could see the shadow of her nipples, the cleft between her thighs and every damned inch in between.
He eased them to the ground and shrugged out of his jacket. He balled it up and stuffed it under her head. Not the most comfortable pillow—the cavinir was pliable, moving with his body, conforming to it and protecting it at the same time, but it was still armor. But he wasn’t going to let her put her head on the ground, and he sure as hell couldn’t rest her head on his thigh. He was too close to jumping her as it was.
He crouched beside her, examining her. He wished he could be detached about it, but that wasn’t going to happen. He saw the pallor, most likely brought on by shock and exhaustion, but he also saw the smooth, subtle gleam of her flesh. He watched her chest rise and fall in a regular rhythm, but he also found himself staring at the tight little buds of her nipples, pressing into that pathetic excuse for clothing. She moaned, a soft, husky sound that had him gritting his teeth.
The hungry, needy bastard in him couldn’t help but wonder what kind of noises she’d make when he was inside her. Self-preservation had him straightening and moving away. She moaned again, and from the corner of his eye, he watched as her lashes fluttered, then lifted.
Her gaze arrowed in on him, but he still didn’t look at her.
“You.” She spat it out like she had something nasty on her tongue. Kalen couldn’t particularly blame her. Something else he’d
It would certainly be a lot less terrifying.
All was barren in front of her. Stunted, malformed trees. Bare ground. She felt like she was looking at it through a camera lens, her mind only letting her take in one small thing at a time.
This land looked familiar . . . very familiar. But she had seen it last with lush green trees, mountains that towered into the sky, their caps covered with pristine white snow. The world had been too beautiful . . . the sky sapphire blue and streaked with auroras at night. “I thought I’d only dreamed this place,” Lee whispered, wiping her tears away halfheartedly.
Those dreams she remembered from time to time. But they were just dreams. Dreams of a paradise unlike anything she’d ever known. Some whimsical paradise she’d created out of some need to escape the real world.
“Lee.”
His voice, low and rough, sent shivers up her spine. Slowly, she turned, and whatever door had let her step into this world was gone. Standing just behind her was a tall, rangy man, with eyes that gleamed like pools of liquid silver, a square-cut jaw, high, almost harsh cheekbones and a broad forehead. He looked almost brutal. His mouth was unsmiling, the sensual line of his lips unyielding as he stared at her with disbelieving eyes. Kalen . . .
Even before he said anything else, Lee knew how his voice would sound. Deep, dark and velvety, with a lyrical accent that thickened with emotion. He opened his lips and she shivered at the sound. “You haven’t stood in this world while the sun shines in years.”
“Oh, hell.”
Lee felt her knees wobble under her. The earth started to churn again, except Lee had a bad feeling the earth wasn’t really moving at all. Everything grew dark, and just as the world rushed up to meet her, she saw his eyes widen.
He watched as her eyes rolled back until nothing but the whites showed. Her skin was a pale, ashen gray and he swore, leaping forward. She fell into his arms and he grunted as his body absorbed the impact. Her skin was soft, she smelled sweet and clean, and her body was a lethal combination of curves and muscle.
Kalen gnashed his teeth. It was almost like some dream come to life. He had Lee in his arms—really in his arms—after all this time, and she was half-naked. The soft, thin clothes she wore did absolutely nothing to hide the body underneath. He could see the shadow of her nipples, the cleft between her thighs and every damned inch in between.
He eased them to the ground and shrugged out of his jacket. He balled it up and stuffed it under her head. Not the most comfortable pillow—the cavinir was pliable, moving with his body, conforming to it and protecting it at the same time, but it was still armor. But he wasn’t going to let her put her head on the ground, and he sure as hell couldn’t rest her head on his thigh. He was too close to jumping her as it was.
He crouched beside her, examining her. He wished he could be detached about it, but that wasn’t going to happen. He saw the pallor, most likely brought on by shock and exhaustion, but he also saw the smooth, subtle gleam of her flesh. He watched her chest rise and fall in a regular rhythm, but he also found himself staring at the tight little buds of her nipples, pressing into that pathetic excuse for clothing. She moaned, a soft, husky sound that had him gritting his teeth.
The hungry, needy bastard in him couldn’t help but wonder what kind of noises she’d make when he was inside her. Self-preservation had him straightening and moving away. She moaned again, and from the corner of his eye, he watched as her lashes fluttered, then lifted.
Her gaze arrowed in on him, but he still didn’t look at her.
“You.” She spat it out like she had something nasty on her tongue. Kalen couldn’t particularly blame her. Something else he’d
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