Lonnix watched Marnie with rapt attention. Even as Disseus moved to put him in his place he noticed the young man at her side watching Lonnix carefully.“This is my husband, Aardix Mane.”The giant Guardian.Disseus eyed him warily. Wondering if this was some trap that Nim had established to get him taken back to Enuchte.“The young prince.” Disseus interjected a bit too astutely for the blustering fool he appeared to be. He reminded himself to slow his responses.Several surprised glances went his way.Too late.“Yes.” The regal young man nodded in confirmation.“I must speak to you.” Bernus murmured, gesturing for Nim to step aside with him.To discuss what? Disseus’ head whipped. Feeling like a cornered animal.She did.But they weren’t far enough Disseus couldn’t hear them. Even Nim underestimated his acute senses.“We need the Harbinger, Nim.”Me.***Disseus’ head spun as he honed in on their conversation.“I understand the importance of your mission but-” Bernus began but she c
“Be a sport.” Lonnix pressed. “The rest of us did so at our own expense.”Shaking her head, Nim drew another careful sip.Lonnix and Disseus exchanged a look. In unison they laughingly lunged for her. Though Lonnix was far quicker than expected it was, of course, Disseus that reached her before she could react. Cup clattering as he laughingly hooked her under the armpits and hoisted her up.Still dangling helplessly in shock, she failed to struggle until he pushed her down before the witch. Nearly singeing her hair in the fire.Objecting she hissed profanity at him.“Shush.” He put a finger to his lips and gestured to Almora commandingly.***Snarling up at him, Nim glared from beneath lowered brows as she thrust her rigid hand out as he’d made it obvious, he’d not be letting her up until she complied.And she won’t have me touching her any longer than necessary. That thought caused a bitter twinge to rush through him, but he pushed it aside as he awaited Almora. Unable to resist a li
“She never used to be this bad.” Disseus could recall warmth and laughter and rolling through flowers and being tackled by a woman in skirts dropping out of a tree.Days of sunshine and laughter. He looked around him now and saw everything through darker eyes. Reminding himself that those days were long gone.Almora was still giving him a quizzical look.But I don’t have any answers to offer her.Almora clearly wanted to know what had changed so much in Nim.I don’t know. It wasn’t my fault. She left me. His thoughts turned bitter, and he shifted away from the witch. Making it clear the conversation was over and he cared to discuss it no further.***But thinking over what Almora had said made him curious.I know some of the more ugly parts of her story. Of the time she was gone. But I’d like to know the rest… Yet he feared asking to fill in the blanks would likely cause him pain.But his hunger to know was making him restless.What did happen to her the years since I knew her? Other
“Are you afraid?” Disseus queried. Hungering to see if she’d admit her vulnerability.Become a bit closer to me through a hint of truth. If she’s even capable of that…“No.” She choked a little. “I just can’t protect both your friend and your mistress by myself.”He scoffed.“Almora isn’t my mistress, as you know very well. I’ve only ever wanted one woman.” Catching her chin, he turned her face back to him. Giving her a long look that conveyed his disbelief.But she promptly jerked her head away.“Look at me.”“How do you somehow make your commands seem coaxing?”She wants to do what I’m asking but it defies every instinct she has to protect herself. Some part of him could faintly understand that. She had no one else to look after her for a long time.But that thought made the old bitter part of him return to the fore. That was her own doing.I’d have been there.“Because I’m asking you to obey.” He reached for her again, but she turned away.“Don’t.” There was pleading in her soft vo
Thunder cracked above Disseus and Nim jerked. Making Disseus’ arms tighten protectively around her. Protecting her as she slept. He let his wild reveries play out in his mind’s eye. After she’d spotted him up on Black Rock’s that foggy morning and he’d fired a warning arrow past her to let her know he was aware of her presence, he’d climbed down the rocks and headed into the trees with her nipping at his heels like a small yappy dog. She was so close on his heels, and therefore slammed into his back as he abruptly stopped and pulled a spiced flower from a bush. Looking at it thoughtfully. “I know enough.” “You don’t know anything.” She countered. Turning fully, he lifted a quizzical brow. Knocking her hood back he eyed her face as she gasped in surprise at how rapidly he rounded on her. His face relaxed. “Nealinim.” He finished as if it confirmed what he’d already known. I could always sense when she was near. Smell that sweet scent that is hers alone. “You know me?” She blink
Back to the Present:Disseus was holding Nim. And she felt small and weightless in his arms. Warm to the touch and pressed against him. As if needing his heat.His eyes were scanning the treeline. As much as he was enjoying the feel of her, and he was, his body as clearly reacting, he was intent on the rustling in the trees just beyond sight.They’re there.He’d been right.There are Battling Dogs out there. Or Battling demons...But they didn't close in. For whatever reason... Which was worrisome. He didn’t particularly favor when demons became unpredictable.What are they waiting for?Unable to resist, his eyes slid down to look at Nealinim’s profile.At some point during the night, she’d finally fallen asleep.After much flailing and combatting whatever nightmares haunt her.He wondered what it felt like for her to be in the arms of her former lover.What does she think, when I hold her again?Clearly, she was comforted. It was the first he could recall of her sleeping so deeply.S
Now she wondered if perhaps he had forsaken her that night as they’d bid him, she’d not be here with him now.Suffering the hatred of the one man she’d loved for as long as she could remember. The one man she’d never stopped dreaming of. Nearly every day.A slight sob escaped her, and she bit her lip.“Don’t.” His hard voice made her jump.“What?”“I can feel your memories. Your pain. Don’t dwell on things that don’t bring you happiness. It serves no purpose.”Your guilt tastes like ash in my mouth. Though he couldn’t see the things she thought of, the fact that they caused her so much guilt told him that it was either guilt for her children.Or possibly me. He hoped. Knowing how little the likelihood was.“What do you care?” She lashed out.Trying to hide that I'm right.Always hiding her emotions behind a verbal onslaught. Like any other hissing viper.“You know that I do.” Anger tinged his voice. His muscles flexing around her as he tightened with ire. Feeling like what he hid had
Her cruel words still rang in his ears.‘Don’t worry. You’re not capable of making me suffer that much emotion.’ Those vicious words made him want to her body as much as she’d just wounded him. If that’s even possible.Rage flowed over him, and he took out on her inner walls. Bruising her soft flesh with his rough taking.She was beginning to fight harder which only fueled his anger.“Submit to me. Admit you were always mine.” He commanded.“Never.” She tossed her head. “You’re vile!”“Am I?” He growled. “You’ve seen nothing yet.”He shoved her over and pushed her onto her belly chasing her to flatten her against the unrelenting ground. Using it to serve her up to him.He put his palms to the dirt parallel to her and used them to balance himself as he dragged forward and then back. Groaning in pleasure at the feel of her tightening around him with each harsh stroke.“Stop!” She ordered. Putting her hands to the ground and trying to rise.Trying to get away from me. Again. But he was d