more. She was pretty sure he thought she was offering a challenge. “I’m ready. Show me what you’ve got.”
She revved up her internal skills and with a sudden jolt that passed through her chest, she pushed his mating frequency out of her body.”
His brows rose. “That was something.”
She caught his face in both hands. “I’m missing you already. But I think we might have work yet to do tonight and I promised Rosamunde I’d check in with her.” How easily the lies rolled off her tongue now.
“You’re right.” He sounded reluctant as he eased out of her and made his way off the table using levitation. Even so, he took care not to jam either of his knees into her thighs or any other part of her body. She took it as a sign of his general consideration as well as his agility. There was so much to like about Stone.
He picked up the towel from the end of the table and handed it to her. She slid it between her legs, yet didn’t mind at all that she lay so exposed and vulnerable on the marble. She trusted Stone that much and of course the wolf part of her felt very natural without anything on.
Keeping the towel in place, she sat up and let her legs dangle over the edge of the slab. He’d turned away from her and was checking the room out, so she took the opportunity to do the same to him.
Somewhere in Margetta’s attack, his hair had come loose from the woven clap and was wild around his face and shoulders. He looked like the warrior vampire he was and desire for him spilled over her entire body once more. His tattoos called to her as well. If ever there was an invitation for exploration.
He was phenomenally well-muscled, a stallion in every respect. She wanted more and her mating frequency still hadn’t settled down even though she’d kicked him out.
When he’d made a full circuit of the table, he finally said, “Aralynn, I remember getting hit then falling. I was sure I was a dead man. How did you get me here?”
She told him about the violet wind she’d created similar to Margetta’s. He frowned. “How did you do that?”
She shrugged, but for a moment she had to think exactly what to tell him. Davido wouldn’t want him knowing about the elf-lord power in her kingdom. “Honestly, I’m not sure. But I think it’s the same stream of energy that provides the prescient visions for our missions. All I know is that I couldn’t let you die. As I focused on somehow saving you, I experienced an unusual surge, I created a violet-colored wind which allowed me to outrun Margetta and get you safely to Ferrenden Peace.”
He nodded slowly, his brow furrowed as he digested what she’d told him. He glanced around once more. “So, where are we exactly?”
“I brought you to Joseph’s lair. The forest gremlin I told you about.”
“Oh, right. Given the short height of the usual gremlin, this place is much bigger than I would have expected. I don’t even have to duck.”
“Apparently, Kaden is one of his good friends and he’s very tall.”
He turned to look at her. “Who’s Kaden?”
“The powerful elf who healed you.”
“Right. But who is he? Does he live in Ferrenden Peace?”
She slid off the table and grabbed her leathers and vest. “I’m really not sure. I think so, but I’ve only met him a couple of times and we’ve never talked at length. He’s a friend of Davido and Vojalie.”
Dispensing with the towel, she stepped into her pants and pulled them up quickly. Now that she was off the marble slab she suddenly felt self-conscious. It also didn’t help that Stone was still completely naked. Desire for him was always a quick thought away as it was, but all his beautiful flesh kept hounding her.
Stone grew very still. “Now that I think about it, I’ve felt Kaden’s power before. I know I have.” He turned to stare at her. “Actually, it reminds me of yours, what I sense when you teleport to me. It’s very different from anything else in the Nine Realms.”
“I think