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“Watching you,” I said.“Creepy much?”I wiped my eyes with the heels of my palms. “When you were a little boy, I spent hours in your room every night, watching you breathe, as if I had to make sure you were.”“I know.”“You know? How? You were always sleeping and you were too young to even remember.”“Oh I remember. I heard you every night, but I was pretending to sleep so you wouldn’t go.”I blinked. “All this time you knew? You could feel me in your room?”“Yes. I told you. It takes one to know one.”How did I miss that? I knew I’d been making a lot of mistakes with him since his mother was killed, but it looked like I’d been missing thing way before that. “What do you mean you were pretending to sleep so I wouldn’t go?”“I thought if I woke up, you’d think you were disturbing my sleep and you wouldn’t do it again…and I didn’t want you to stop. I liked it. I liked when you were there. It was like we were having a conversation with no words, in a language only the two of us could un
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“Now, you, per favore, don’t play these games with me. Nothing is going to change how much I love my sister or how far I’m willing to go to protect her.”“You’re a good girl, Jerry. You deserve the best in life.” I glanced at her belly. “Your baby, too. That’s why, to ease your stress for his or her sake, I’ll let you see her.”I nodded for her to follow me as I rounded my desk. Eagerly she came with me, and I pressed a keyboard button to bring the feed to the screen.“Ella,” she gasped.Jerry suddenly stopped crying. Mamma’s boy. A little traitor like her. “As you can see she’s in good condition, has food on the table, living in a fully equipped, comfortable room.” I turned off the feed, and as if on cue, Ella cried again. “Anything else?”She ran a hand through her hair with a sigh. “Thank you.”“Are you sure? You don’t want to plead someone else’s case? You know, like your husband who’s been shot in the chest…by me?”“You didn’t kill him, Tino. You could have and no one would have
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The Macbeth quote fit to a fucking T as Ella stared through the ten-power Nightforce scope of the McMillan 50-caliber military-grade sniper rifle and saw 100 percent trouble coming her way. Complete with battered cowboy hat, his own Chris Cagle “Chicks Dig It” theme song and honest-to-Goddess dragonskin boots. How the hell had Derek Stormwind found her?Okay, scratch that. She’d always known he’d find her. She’d just nurtured an unrealistic hope that he would be like most men and, once he realized she didn’t want to be found and that she’d made following her trail a real pain in the ass, he’d sniff out easier prey. But Nathan Stormwind was definitely not like most men. Which was why she’d rather be stuck up the backside of one of Artemis’s hunting hounds without a flashlight than face the next few moments.Putting the rifle down on the counter, she uncapped a mini-sized vodka bottle and dashed the contents into her open Dr Pepper can, then brought the soda to her lips for a healthy sw
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The wraparound porch on the first level matched the balcony on the second and third, with elaborate turned posts and lots of bead- and spindle work. The upper corners of the outdoor living space were embellished with brackets and delicate arches. A wide front door displayed original colored-block stained glass windows with a matching transom. On that small tower balcony, there was a similarly impressive entrance.He suspected the tower was where Mr Jack Hampson personal rooms were. The laws of gravity made it far easier to disseminate protection spells and other magics over the square footage of the large house from a higher point. And considering the only reason the succubi and incubi in residence didn’t fatally drain the clients was the moderating effect of Mr Hampson spells, her location in the house was vitally important to its feng shui.His lip curled. The whole place suggested an escape into lush, unhurried fantasy, with a subtle undercurrent of erotic danger impossible to resi
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There is a stockroom by the elevators on the mezzanine level. You will meet me there in fifteen minutes. I will fuck you like a whore, and give you the pleasure and pain you crave. I will not ask you the questions you do not want to answer. That is not what I care about. ”Then he was gone, the shockingly intimate touch and words vibrating through her. She’d gone to the stockroom, and he’d done things to her in the dark that left her gasping and in tears. Her whimpers had only fueled his rough handling of her, as if he knew that was what she needed. She’d wanted punishment and release, and he’d given her both. She hated him, and yet he was in that desolate part of her soul, such that when she met him several times a year, it always resulted in the same. Shameful acts in the shadows that left her crying for Nathan in her heart, even as her body spasmed under Jerry’s ruthless touch.Dark and Light. She wasn’t yin and yang anymore. Dark and Light had become so mixed she was a permanent,
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Those pressure cracks that Nathan presence had created ran a little further into her heart, making her pause. “I know I haven’t been a good friend, not for the past several years. You’ve known it, yet you’ve been a far better friend than I deserve. ”Hampson’s dispassion disappeared. Snatching the envelope out of Ella’s hand, she tossed it to a side table and put both hands on Ella’s shoulders. “Okay, you’re acting like this is the last time we’re going to talk, which is making it really hard for me to be pissed off at you. And that just annoys me more. ”“Why are you pissed off at me?” Ella blurted out.“You have your secret. That will just have to be mine. ” When Hampson pulled her down on the velvet sofa designed for longer male legs, she curled her legs up beneath her. Ella did the same, so they faced each other. In the mirrors scattered around the room, Ella thought they looked like bookends, connected by their joined hands, elbows propped on the back cushion between them. She st
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“You’re so close, you’re rippling against my fingers,” he muttered. “So wet and needy. You’ve been wanting it bad. Beg me for it, girl. ”“Please. Please, I need you inside me. ”“Keep begging. I like your voice. Long as you keep talking, I’ll keep doing the things I’m doing. ”He was a sensual sadist of the first order, and she managed to do as he ordered, begging for his cock, to be taken, to be fucked hard, even as her voice faltered beneath his clever fingers and tongue, her breath laboring, body trembling so hard she felt close to seizing. “Nathan. ”He picked her up, but instead of bringing her to the saddle as he’d threatened, he took her to the ladder that led up to the hayloft. He’d retrieved the rope as well, so now he used it to pull her hands over her head, binding her to an upper rung. It put a strain on her shoulders, until he lifted her knees and placed them a few rungs below. She felt a jerk as the ankle rope was released, but then there was the click of a blade as he
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No. ” Hampson shook her head. “It’s all mind interaction. Until you were on these stairs, you didn’t even physically touch. ”There was something so sad about that, having such an intimate fantasy, with no actual touching. It all made her sad.“I’ll be taking Theo with me,” Ella said. Her voice was even. Calm as death. A stupid metaphor, since there was nothing calm about death. Death was just…. silent. Eternal. A cold wind blowing across stone on a desolate hillside. “I’ll give him a sleeping draught to make him comfortable. For the sake of our friendship these many years, and with no other choice, I’ll have to trust you with that other matter I gave you. But when I get back, we’re done. This is unforgivable, Raina. ”“Nothing is unforgivable,Ella. Not when it’s done out of love. ”The Darkness surged forward at that. It barked out of her throat in a harsh, shrill laugh. From the startled look on Hampson face, and the sudden tension she felt from Nathan, Ella knew they detected it, t
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He took her straight to the bed, laying her down and putting himself on top of her, holding her there with his far greater weight, size and strength.She thought about blasting him with electricity, but of course she might electrocute herself as well, and she’d just done her hair. She didn’t care to have it teased up like a hedge by static. She told herself that as he moved his mouth, went to work on her throat, turning her world fuzzy on the edges as he pulled open her shirt with an impressive, breath-stealing jerk. He took possession of her breasts, cupping their weight, thumbs sliding over the nipples under her thin bra as he went down under the waistband of the skirt she’d pulled on, found her mound and slid over it. The moment he sealed the heat of his palm over her clit, she nearly came off the bed, arching into him and grabbing his biceps. “Nathan. ”“Got your attention?” he asked.She was set to be mad at him for overwhelming her with testosterone, a way that proved nothing, b
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“Then I guess you’ll be the one carrying me up those stairs. ”She must have said it aloud. She wet her lips, stared up at him. “Don’t do this. ”“It’s happening. Deal with it. You promised to marry me. You’re not going to get out of it so easily. ”“Yeah, well, I promised you coffee and doughnuts this morning. See how that turned out?” Her voice was fainter. His brow creased and the pressure of his hand on her chest increased.“Be still, baby. Just close your eyes and let it happen. ”He built the power in that circle so fast and strong, it was overwhelming. This was what he knew how to do, what came as easily to him as breathing. It didn’t matter that he was hurt, that he’d lost blood. Nothing disrupted his focus. She had to open her eyes to watch him, because as a magic user she couldn’t not watch him pull off one of the most awe-inspiring pieces of magic there was. She’d had to do it with complicated potions, chants, working with elemental energies and dipping into the Dark well o
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Nathan. She gazed wildly into that opening, seeking him.“Ella, down. ”She dropped as the net of green flame passed over her. It snagged her flailing arm, snapping the net back like a rubber band. It wound around her biceps, growing outward to cover and pin her to that ledge, drag her over it.“Serrate,” she snarled, swallowing the pain as the spell’s detonation, so close to her, flashed over her skin. Hell, she hadn’t even put on her SPF 40 moisturizer this morning. For some crazy reason, the macabre image of a makeup party she’d attended with Ramona years before flashed in her head. The perfectly made-up hostess explaining, Every night you don’t take off your makeup before bed ages your skin three days.Wonder what she recommends for a thousand degrees centigrade at a ten-foot distance?The green net parted as if sliced down the middle. Scrambling free, she leaped to another ledge of rock, an incisor over that gaping hole. She spun in time to see Nathan engage Asmodeus again. He wa
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He wasn’t waiting for her to change her mind. Whether or not he was half-asleep, Nathan knew his way around her body. He’d already shoved the covers impatiently down to his thighs, using those long, strong arms to lift her into a straddle. She could only hang on as he found his way under her skirt. She’d pulled on a silky pair of panties, but he simply caught his forefinger in the crotch panel, moved it aside, and pushed that thick hardness inside her. She was sore from last night, and he knew just how gentle and rough to be, inexorable in his demand, but tender in his care of her.“I love you,” she whispered, realizing how many aspects of their relationship had experienced that special, magical combination.His eyes opened then, the blue color full of emotion and that morning languidness that was a pleasure all its own. Bringing her down for another kiss, he constricted his other arm around her waist so she was full hilt on him. He allowed her very little movement, instead working hi
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“And yours. ” He squeezed her.“I think she would have been remarkable. ”“She is remarkable. A soul can’t be killed, Ella. The energy just goes elsewhere when the mortal form can no longer contain it. ”“But I want her here. ”“I know. ” Crossing his arms over her chest, he held her close as she wept. She was grieving, letting go. Leaning on his strength to do it. Pressing his face into her hair, he shared that sorrow with her. “Do you think she would have been a princess, wanting bows in her hair and her room all in pink?”“Probably. Since pink always makes me think of Pepto Bismol. ”As a teenager, Ella had been a tomboy, his shy girl with alert eyes, always wearing jeans and T-shirts on her slim, boyish form.“Nope. ” Ella changed her mind. “I’m thinking cowgirl. She’d love horses, and I’d have to fuss at her to take off her boots before coming in the house. We’d live somewhere with lots of land so she could have her horse. She’d probably want to rescue horses, and before we knew
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She’d forgotten so much of that in the intervening months, but, watching his reaction, it came back in full flood. It surged up in her even more strongly when he finally spoke, his husky tone taking her breath.“What’s her name?”“I wanted to call her Wolfi. Because she was perfect, just like a rose. ”He swallowed, his voice thickening. “Ruby and Wolfi. My girls. ”She was crying now, too, silent tears coursing down her cheeks as one meager but powerful teardrop made its way down his. Lifting her fingers, she took it away, a treasure so full of power that it was as much magic as what she’d spun in here. When he looked down at her, something shifted inside her. Something painful, like a boulder rolling off a vital organ, letting it function for the first time in a long while, difficult and rusty though she might be at using the squashed thing. She couldn’t deny the Dark part of her was still on maximum-security lockdown, but for this she couldn’t keep the regret and pain out of her vo
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She shook her head, lancing his heart, which was already feeling like a pincushion for a legion of spear-wielding gladiators. “No. I won’t let her go, Nathan. I won’t. ”He had to swallow down more arguments like jagged glass, because she broke into those painful sobs again. Her tense body sparked with energy, ready to fight to the death in a battle she knew she’d lose, because she thought she had nothing but the fight left to her.Damn it. He pulled her back into him, struggled with her, then firmly mashed her against his chest until she went limp, cried there. Suppressing a sigh, he stroked her hair, kept stroking until she hiccupped a few times, settled down.The plain truth of it was she was brilliant. And young, so very young. Ella was a twenty-six-year-old woman who’d been treated like worthless chattel by her insidious mother all her life. All that intelligence and baggage rolled together, the trauma of losing a child all by herself…. He knew she had strength— Lord and Lady, in
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Taking her hands, he guided her over to the bed. Laid her down on it and himself behind her. He opened his robe, draped it over her and pulled her into the warmth of his naked body. He crooked his knees up behind her. As he did, his still-firm cock nudged her buttocks. Following instinct, he gripped her thigh, a mute command. With a tiny sigh, she let her thighs loosen and he slid back into her, lodging himself deep, holding her there on him while she quaked at the intimacy of that connection, what it symbolized.“I’m here,” he said softly. “I’m a part of you. Tell me, Ella. Close your eyes and tell me. Tell both of us. ”It took a long time, and he had to ask a couple more times, but he made sure he did it gently, a quiet sound in the dark room, like a request from her own mind.“Eight months,” she whispered at last. He had his arm under her head, and her hand crept into his palm, her fingers tangling with his own. “She was eight months old. I could feel her, moving inside of me. Som
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“Blessed be Thy heart, which never fails, even in utter Darkness. ” She was standing now, her lips pressed to his chest. When she tilted her head up for the final kiss, he bent to her, because of the difference in their heights.“Blessed be Thy mouth, which gives comfort and strength in its Truths. ”A brief, gentle touch. Then Ella stepped back, her gaze focused and intent on his. As two coven members came forward again, she lifted her arms straight out to her sides. They used them to lower her to her back on the altar table.Rubby had removed the blue cloth and now she laid it on Ella , the translucent fabric settling over her with the weight of a feather. Ella stretched out her arms and legs, forming the Pentacle symbol as Nathan knelt between her legs once again. Rubby blessed the athame and Christine the chalice. Christine gave Ella the chalice, and Nathan leaned over her, placing the blade in the cup.“As the Lord and Lady are joined, so, too, are this cup and athame, representi
