Free Shattered Skies - Night Waves by Heather Linn Page A

if I talked to you alone. I hate to admit it but I am kind of missing your smart ass boyfriend. I can deal with anger but dealing with you is completely foreign to me.”
          Kira was a nervous wreck. My guess was a moment of anger had brought her here. Anger gave her the courage to stand up to Darien, but it is always a different story when you win the battle and get exactly what you want. Then you have a hard time trying to remember why you wanted it in the first place.
           I felt myself flashing back to a conversation just like this one that I once had with Akia. At least I could take some solace in knowing that I wasn't the only one that got uncomfortable at a time like this.
           “You can have my attention for about two minutes Kira, but not my trust, so don’t get too comfortable. Just because Walker says you are Akia's twin doesn't mean a thing to me. It isn't like he has been the most honest being lately. You could be some nut-job that is trying to ruin everything that Walker has built here. Hell, you could be a spy. Maybe you are reporting everything that you see back to some big bad Dominus base somewhere and they are going to swoop in and kill us all when we least expect it.” OK, maybe I was being a little irrational but I think I deserved the right to go crazy on my own time at least.
    I was so wrapped up in my own mental tribulations that I didn't even sense Kira move. Before I knew what was happening she was on top of me in the bed. I had started out in the corner and she was using that to her advantage, pressing her body against mine so hard that I was trapped between her warmth and the wall. I thought for sure she was going to kill me. Apparently my flippant attitude outweighed the risk of her dying with me, and she was just going to tear out my throat. I should have screamed when her hand wrapped sensually into my hair, I should have cried out for Darien, but I didn't. I didn't because I didn't want her to kill him too, or maybe I didn't because if I screamed out, I would miss the excitement of what was about to happen next. Death was the last big rush, right? Why put off the inevitable? She pulled my hair so hard that she bowed my neck towards her. I went limp and closed my eyes. I felt her breath closing in. It was so warm, sending tingles everywhere, whenever it brushed across my skin. The bite never came. Instead her mouth crashed into mine pushing against my lips so hard that I felt them bruising. My world spun. The sparks, the pain, the need, the burn, it was all there. I tried to fight her off. I tried to keep her out, but her tongue was working against my lips, teasing them open and at the same time her mind was trying to break into mine. It was all too much; the familiarity of the situation, the trying so hard to keep him out, all the while knowing that I wanted to let him in. I wanted to feel him in my mouth and in my mind. I wasn't going to win this fight. The woman on top of me could have thrown a car across town if she wanted to so I gave in. I parted my lips and opened my mind. I didn't have to hide from her like I had to hide from Akia. She knew what I was and who I was and she was kissing me anyway. Her tongue felt so soft as it slipped over mine. Her lips swelled and her tongue moved so much more tenderly when she felt me give in. Everywhere her body touched mine, my skin was on fire. I was kissing her back. Pushing all the hurt and all the need left over from Akia into her, and she was letting me. She was willingly taking the memories and the hurt and they weren't breaking her. They were making her kiss me more passionately. I needed that and she knew it. I needed to be allowed to grieve over his memories and there had been no one in the world that I could do that with until now. I could see into her mind too. She was confused. She hated herself for how her body was reacting to mine. There was something else too, she was afraid of me. She was afraid because she