“No. Summon it. Use your mind,” he ordered.
She eyed him skeptically as she fastened her hair into a haphazard topknot and secured it. “Blaéz,youhave all those abilities, not me.”
“Try. For me?”
“Well, if you think it will help.” She closed her eyes. Tiny lines marred her brow at her intense concentration. Seconds later, in a shimmer, his weapon appeared in her hand, glowing a warm orangey-yellow. She shrieked and jumped back. The blade fell to the floor in a dull clang. A hand on her chest, she glared at the thing like it was a serpent.
Blaéz laughed and picked up the dagger.Thank the Heavens!
“It’s not funny. And what do you mean ‘thank the Heavens?’” She scowled. “It scared me half to death.”
Christ, she was going to kill him. He dropped the dagger on the bed and pulled her into his arms, feeling as if he’d stepped out of fog and into sunshine. “You heard that?”
She nodded, looking up at him, then her gaze widened. “You didn’t say that out loud? How can I hear your thoughts?”
“Only through a soul’s joining would our telepathic path open. You can talk to me wherever you are.”
“Soul-joining?”
He nodded. “When we made love, I claimed you as mine. Our souls merged and bound us—”
“You mean that surge of light that flowed from you into me—that was us soul-joining?” Her gorgeous eyes widened in shock and wonder.
Another nod.
She stilled then as if taking stock of her herself. “I don’t feel tired or weak any more…it’s all gone. What does this mean?” she whispered, looking so afraid to hope.
Tenderly, he stroked her cheek. “It means you now share my soul. You won’t leave me, won’t die, unless I do.”
“I won’t die?” she repeated, looking as scared as he’d been moments ago to hope. “We’ll be together for always?”
“For eternity,a leannan.”
Her eyes swimming with unshed tears, she squeezed him so tightly, he knew exactly how she felt. With a growl of happiness, Blaéz swept her off her feet and dropped her on the bed. “Mine, little sun. You’re all mine. Forever.”
Chapter 33
A grumbling tummywoke Darci to a room flooded with late morning sunlight and a warm body plastered against hers.
She turned and found Blaéz still asleep. The peaceful look on his face filled her heart with love and tenderness. After all that had happened in his life, sleep had been a rare thing for him, and now it was finally catching up.
Also, there was the fact they hadn’t actually slept until the early hours of the morning. The man was far too resilient. He never tired of making love to her. There wasn’t an inch of her body he hadn’t touched, or didn’t have his mouth on.
But the arm he’d thrown over her waist and his thigh between hers had her trapped against him. With some dexterity, she carefully eased away from him and made her way to the bathroom.
After a quick shower, she slipped on the silky underwear then pulled on gray capri pants, and grimaced. Parts of her were a little too tender, but she didn’t care. Blaéz had been insatiable. A smile curving her mouth, she drew on a strappy sky-blue top, stepped into flip-flops, and walked back into the bedroom. As she reached for her cell phone on the bedside table, a heavy arm snuck around her waist and tumbled her back into bed.
All hard muscles and warm sexy man, Blaéz nuzzled her neck.
“Blaéz—” she protested.
He lifted his head. Warm blue eyes roamed over her. But nothing could take away that edge of danger chiseled into the striking planes of his face.
“Why are you dressed?”
She tried to frown at him and failed. A smile broke out. “I’m going down to the kitchen. I’ll be back in a few minutes. Okay?”
“No, it’s not. I want you in bed with me.”
