Page 262 of Vameer

But this time, we’re here together.

“Mon Amour,” I say quietly.

She smiles at me over her shoulder. “Love you.”

Just like every other time, those words spear into my heart. And I place a palm on my chest as my gravito keeps my pulse steady. As it always does.

Rune walks up the path, dragging her hand along the rock wall as she goes.

Trailing her apple scent.

Opposite from the last time I was here, I follow my mate’s scent into the cave.

I follow my mate as she retraces her footsteps.

I watch her walk through the dark. This time understanding why she can see.

Rune pauses when we reach the chamber where I slept.

The slab of stone is still on the ground, where it fell when I woke, leaving the entrance open.

I step up beside her.

And she slides her hand into mine. “You okay going in?”

“I’m sorry for all I missed and all the hurt I caused by staying here so long,” I tell her truthfully. “But I do not have bad memories here. I came here to rest. And I woke to my mate. There is no better moment in my life.” I meet Rune’s eyes. “Except maybe that first time in your apartment.”

She grins.

Then we enter the room I slept in for one hundred and three years.

Rune looks up as we walk to the altar in the center of the space. “I was so focused on you when I got here, I didn’t realize how big it is.”

She drags her fingers over the altar.

And something low in my gut heats.

How big it is.

I flex my jaw.

I don’t need to turn this sexual.

Rune looks up at me, and she’s doing that thing where she lightly bites her lip. Which is always hot. But now I’m thinking about biting her lip while we were fucking in the sky.

I am a warrior.

I have discipline.

My dick twitches. “What is it?” My question comes out thick.

“Is it wrong…” She drags her fingertip back over the surface.

“Is what wrong?” I shift closer.

“That I want to… on the altar.”

I growl and grip her waist. “Not wrong.”