Free Kenyon, Sherrilyn - Dark Hunter 06 - Phantom Lover by Unknown

skin.
    Erin listened to V'Aidan's heart beating under her cheek. He smelled of warm sandalwood and spice. She ran
     
               
    her hand over where the thief had shot him, still amazed that no scar or wound remained. It was an awful reminder of the fact that her entire day with V'Aidan had been an illusion.
    He wasn't born of her world. And no doubt tonight they would be parted for eternity.
    The thought broke her heart. She couldn't stand the thought of not seeing him again.
    If this was her last night with him, then she wanted it to last.
    Crawling up his body, she met his gaze and saw the hunger in the crystal silver gaze. She cupped his cheek in her hand and kissed him.
    V'Aidan growled at the taste of her as his body roared to life. He tore the shirt from her as he rolled to press her down into the couch.
    Erin heard the cotton fabric tear but didn't care. She wanted him with the same desperation. She pulled his shirt over his head and feasted on the sight of his bare chest. Only scars remained of the wounds he'd suffered, and he'd told her that, by tomorrow, if he survived tonight, even those would be gone.
    He removed their clothes so fast that she could barely follow his moves. He leaned her up against the back of the sofa arm and drove himself deep into her.
    They moaned in unison.
    She wished she could keep him inside her forever. She never wanted another day without him in it.
    V'Aidan made love to her feverishly, savoring every deep stroke. He caressed her breasts as he kissed her, felt her from the top of his head all the way to his toes.
    Her warm body surrounded his, fit him to perfection. And the feel of her hands on his back ...
    It was bliss. Pure bliss. He closed his eyes and delighted in the feel of her breasts on his chest, her tongue on his throat. Oh, yes, he wanted to stay here with her.
    Forever.
    Erin ran her hand through his long hair, her fingers
     
     
     
     
     
    clenched as pleasure ripped through her, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. She wrapped her legs around his waist, bucking her hips in time to him. Drawing him into her body even deeper. She clung to him as she came, crying out his name.
    He kissed her lips and quickened his pace until he released himself inside her.
    Erin lay still, feeling his essence fill her. She didn't want to move, didn't want to feel him leave her.
    "I love you, V'Aidan," she said before she could stop herself.
    V'Aidan froze at the words. Pulling back, he stared at her in disbelief. "What?"
    Her cheeks turned pink as her brown gaze shredded what was left of his heart. "I love you."
    "You can't. It's not possible."
    "Possible or not, I do."
    V'Aidan gathered her into his arms and held on to her desperately. He shook from the force of what he felt for her. So powerful, so overwhelming.
    Sated to a depth he'd never known before, he pulled her on top of him and listened to her even breaths as her sleep took her.
    He wanted to wake her up but knew better. Unlike him, she had to have her sleep.
    "Erin," he whispered softly as he stroked her hair. "I promise you, I'll always be what you think I am."
    Resigned to the inevitable, he closed his eyes and waited for M'Ordant and Krysti'Ana to come for them.
     
    CHAPTER 6
    V'AIDAN woke up to a piercing screech that felt as if it would shatter his eardrums.
    He groaned at the awful sound as Erin stirred on top of him.
    "What is that?" he asked.
    "My alarm clock," she said, rising from him to rush to her bedroom.
    It wasn't until her return that they both realized what had happened.
    Nothing.
    "Did you have any dreams?" he asked.
    She shook her head. "You?"
    "No," he said, smiling.
    "Do you think..."
    His smile faded. "No. They can find us. Sooner or later, they will."
    Erin closed her eyes and cursed the thought of it. "Maybe they won't bother." She saw the doubt in V'Aidan's eyes.
    Wanting to cheer his dour mood, she pulled him up by his arm. "C'mon. Let's take a shower and then I'll call in sick to