“Oh, really?”
“Really,” I breathed, my body starting to churn under his careful assault. “Watching Dorian take you. Watching you suck him. Listening to you and your brother take your pleasures from him. Oh,yessssss.”
We both fell silent, only the sound of our breathing filling the tent. His hips were slow and measured as he pumped in and out of me. His magic danced on my clit and pricked at my nipples.
It was a magnificent contrast to the frantic fucking of the day before.
It was just as good.
“Kimber,” he breathed in the quiet. “Myilati. Ourilati.I love you…”
He found my lips and kissed me as if he were fucking me—slow, careful, tender, and thorough. He lent me his flavor and stole my breath.
This was what making love was.
Perfect give and take.
Rilen had done this to me in the garden. Now his twin did the same in the dark of night.
“I love you, too, Roran.”
Under the moon, he drew out my climax. A long path to the top, and when his name fell from my lips as I came, it was not an explosion, but a great roaring bonfire that would burn those who tried to tear us apart.
* * *
Roran motioned for everyone to stay low and keep as quiet as possible.
We had finally emerged from the rocks of the Scar midmorning into a pine forest. We made excellent time through those trees because the needles made no sound as we walked.
The pine forest, though, was utterly disconcerting. If one of us didn’t keep a close eye on the others, it was easy—more than easy—to get lost.
Stopping just at the edge of the forest, we looked out to see where we were and what was around us.
It was a whole lot of nothing. Rocks as far as the eye could see, and no water or vegetation or shelter ahead of us.
“That’s not good,” Carolee observed.
“The Rocks,” Roran said, tapping the ancient map. “We’re south of where we need to be, so we need to follow these woods until we … well, I guess come out at the Chasm or an armory.”
“What would a vampire armory look like?” Vitas asked. “We know next to nothing about them or their architecture.”
“Small low buildings. No windows. Possibly brick. Guarded,” Carolee said. “Fences? Maybe guard dogs.”
Vitas and I glanced at her. She shrugged. “Makes sense. That’s what we would put them in, and we’re not so far removed from them that it’s impossible to guess, you know?”
Roran smirked and motioned us all to start moving up the line of trees again.
I cast out with my magic to see if I could feel anyone around us, but there were only trees, bugs, and a few animals. Not much else.
“Do we need to make noise or create a distraction so the others can do their job?” one of the soldiers asked from behind us. “Just sneaking around isn’t going to really do anyone any good.”
“We have to get away from the rocks,” Roran answered, pointing to the miles of empty, lifeless terrain. “We can’t do anything with that. There’s not even a tree to set fire. Once we’re back in an area where we can cause some damage, then we will.”
Satisfied, the group was quiet again.
“Did Dorian have any time to teach you?” Roran asked.
“Teach me what?” I asked.
