The hurt in his celestial gaze tore through her and made her stomach ache. She knew that look. It was what had caused him to divorce Xanthia. “I’m not judging you.”
“Aye, you are. Don’t lie to yourself. And don’t lie to me.”
She caught him as he started to leave. “Urian …” She used her powers to remove her armor.
The moment she was naked, the anger evaporated from his eyes. Never before had she been more grateful to her brothers for their candor about how to immobilize a man or to catch his attention.
It worked.
Urian’s gaze darted all over her naked body and with every part of her those eyes licked, the hunger in their depths darkened. The air between them became charged.
“I will always love you, Urian. Nothing you do will ever change that.”
Closing the distance between them, Urian curled his hand against her cheek, then buried his lips against her throat. A thousand ribbons of pleasure tore through her as he nibbled a trail around her neck, his warm breath tickling as his tongue gently licked her skin.
Xyn shivered as she ran her hand down his naked spine and pulled him closer.
Urian shuddered in ecstasy. Never in his life had he felt this way. Never had he been with a woman and felt so welcome and wanted. All he could taste was this moment, and all he could feel was her love. Her warm acceptance. Even though she didn’t approve of his Daimon lifestyle, she still lovedhim.
That was a miracle.
He trembled from the force of it and from the need he had to possess this woman who was the closest thing to Katateros he would ever know.
He pulled back and stared into her vibrant green, passion-dulled eyes. “You are beautiful,” he whispered.
She answered his words with another kiss that left his lips tingling. And he had to remind himself to be careful with his fangs. She wasn’t an Apollite.
Xyn was a dragon. And her boldness amazed and thrilled him. He pulled back slightly as she placed her lips to his jaw so that she could gently tongue her way down the line of it, teasing his whiskers. Urian closed his eyes as a thousand chills went through him.
Her breath electrified every part of him and made him harder than he’d ever been in his life. He nipped playfully at her earlobe and smiled as he felt the chills spring up along the length of her body beneath his hands. Her nipples tightened to rigid peaks that beckoned him to taste them.
Xyn sucked her breath in sharply as Urian dipped his head. Her senses reeling, she’d never felt anything like it. But then, she’d never been with a man before.
Because she’d been sequestered here so young, there hadn’t been anyone she’d wanted. And once free …
Her heart had stayed with Urian.
There was no need to find another when she knew it wouldn’t satisfy her. She wanted this … Daimon. Good or bad, he was the only one who made her heart race and made it weak and strong at the same time.
And when he picked her up to carry her to their cave, she laid her head on his shoulder, unable to believe it was real. How many times had she dreamed of this?
She gasped as they entered it. “You’ve kept it up?”
His eyes sparkled in the darkness. “It was all I had of you.”
Tears filled her eyes as she realized he’d turned it into a shrine. Everything was exactly as she’d left it. “You still come here?”
Laying her down on her pallet, he gave her a sheepish smile. “Only when I miss you.”
“It looks like you miss me a lot.”
“Of course I do.”
Her head swam as he laid his body over hers and his naked flesh collided with hers. The hard planes of his chest pressed against her breasts, which hardened ever more as they brushed against his muscled pecs.
Urian moaned against her lips as his hands pressed her hips closer to his. He could feel the soft curls at the juncture of her thighs against his swollen shaft as she ran her hands down his back.
Damn …
