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thrusts and we both came. He was only getting started. He knelt with me, slapped me down on my back in the dirt, ground his lips against mine and slammed into me. He held me pinned while my blood hammered in my ears. His voice rasped, Bite me now, then he bit me. Without thought I closed my mouth over his neck and bit him. The climax broke over us. He didn t withdraw his fangs so I held my grip on him as well. He began to move. Long, hard strokes. I thrust back and heard the sharp slap as our flesh met. His blood, hot in my mouth. I drew power from his blood, from the earth, a river nearby, the sky. I drew in Albert s emotions and sensations, added mine, blended the forces together and let them expand. 50 Her Werewolf His penis felt bigger, harder, hotter than it ever had before. My muscles rippled around his flesh. Tension built in me, in my groin, in my power. I let it explode, through me, through Albert, into the ground and the air around us. I exploded with it and kept on exploding. My orgasm spiraled out of control, I took Albert with me. His cock erupted endlessly inside of me. Machine gun bursts of wet heat. The ground beneath me trembled and heaved. He became all I knew. For a brief, hot moment, we merged. Mind, body and soul. I came back to myself slowly. Albert was just withdrawing his fangs from my neck. I released mine from him. My heart was beating sedately in my chest. I felt out of sync with reality. Awkward. What have I done? I asked Albert, afraid of his answer. You transcended. He sounded awed by that. I don t feel right. He made a move to get off me and I locked my arms and legs around him. Don t let me go. He lay back down and stroked the side of my face. Kissed my temple. Transcendence can have that effect I m told. I didn t, I had to swallow, I didn t harm anything, did I? No, love, Albert assured me. My world realigned. I hadn t harmed anything and that was all that mattered. I allowed Albert to help me to my feet. So what is transcendence? Albert put his arm around my shoulder and led me toward the house. I ll explain it to you over dinner. 51 Lisa Andel Chapter Four Zidurn jerked awake. He had fallen asleep on the floor again. He was sleeping more and more. He got himself seated on his bed then spelled his manservant into the chamber. Bring me food, he commanded, then spelled his manservant away. He lay back on his bed and fell asleep again. * * * * * Ingmar and Sledge had been assigned the north-facing quadrant of Bolus. They were in sight of the building now and there was still no sign of activity. They d taken their time advancing, unable to believe the place wasn t heavily protected. Dusk was settling over the area now, their enhanced eyesight still enabling them to proceed without flashlights. They moved in a broken pattern, crouched low, first one and then the other would sweep forward. Ingmar was making his sweep, left to right, when he suddenly disappeared from Sledge s view. Sledge held his position, scanned the area, waited. After five minutes, when there was still no sign of Ingmar, he removed a small box from his pack and switched it on. Ingmar s identity tag glowed on the screen. A quick readout showed he was alive but unconscious. Sledge started his sweep, right to left, to intercept the path Ingmar had taken. He glanced frequently at the small box in his hand. He was still several feet from the last place he d seen his partner when he froze and dropped in place. Ingmar s tag was moving even though the man remained unconscious. Sledge waited another fifteen minutes. Ingmar s tag had stopped. There was no activity in the area. Even the animals that populated these woods were silent, absent. Sledge crept forward, eyes sharp on the ground. He would never have seen it otherwise. Well disguised and nearly perfectly blended with the forest floor was a trap door. On closer inspection it proved to be spring loaded. Sledge suspected an animal over a certain weight would be needed to release the door. He checked the box one final time. Ingmar still lived, but Sledge knew he was beyond any help he could provide right now. Then he turned around and began to work his way back to Cardive. * * * * * 52 Her Werewolf Albert had laid out another small feast for us and I realized I was starving. Everything tasted wonderful. Full of flavors and textures I d never noticed before. Albert raised his wineglass in a silent toast to me. I clinked it and drank. I ve got to tell you, he began, that when I took on this project, I had no idea it would prove to be this extraordinary. You are an endlessly fascinating woman. Thanks. Amazing. He shook his head. Where to start? He poured us each another glass of wine. All supernaturals, by the very nature of their beings, have a certain command of magic. Beyond that, there are varying levels of power. Those who have the ability to wield a certain, higher level of power are classified Magic Users. Having seen the destruction your mother was responsible for and having fought her myself, I knew she was one of the most powerful magic users I had ever confronted. Gods and goddesses excluded, of course. I had no idea of the true scope of that power. Every now and then an act of magic is so pure, so powerful, so all-encompassing that it shifts the very fabric of nature. Not a huge shift, not a shift that can be seen by the naked eye, but a shift nonetheless. A shift for the better. You, yourself, changed with this shift. You were a Valentia, you are now a Liander. As a Liander, you command more power and you have a closer relationship with nature. You ll find you wield that power with greater ease. I can t tell you much more than that, I have never seen anyone transcend before. Descend, yes. I have seen several people strive for descendence. I ve got to wonder, Talerion, if I m the one responsible for this transcendence. We were pretty much locked to each other when it happened. He looked at me then took my hand. I don t mean this to sound personal, Kris, but I m a god. The power I wield is far beyond your understanding or imagination. I keep it safely blocked from you. Even as a Liander, you can not touch it. Tomorrow we need to return to Coria. Tonight, in honor of your achievements, I will give you a glimpse of those powers. He pulled me over to sit in his lap. While I m inside you, I think. * * * * * Zidurn s manservant had brought him a fine piece of flesh. He d always had a [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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