What would happen if she fell for him? If she gave him everything?
Would he welcome her softer feelings? Or run from them?
Whatever the answers, they scared her, too. All she knew was that every point of contact reminded her that shed never experienced anything like thisand probably never would again. How could she? He was the light in the darkness. The harbor in the storm. The hope she needed in the middle of the war.
There was no other man like him. He was one of a kind. And she wanted him to find as much pleasure with her as she was finding with him. She wanted to be what he needed.
To delight him, and not disappoint him.
His hands roamed the contours of her back...then lower. He caressed and he kneaded and...and...she was consumed, shaking, needy. Gasping, desperate. And he was...shaking, too, she realized, as affected as she was, his fingers rough, a little desperate, and the knowledge shattered her.
Koldo. Frantic, she tunneled her fingers under the collar of his robe. The fabric ripped away with a simple touch, granting her skin-to-skin contact, the sizzle of his flesh heating her up. And when his muscles jumped underneath her touch, as if seeking closer contact, the heat got worseand a thousand times better. He was so soft, so hard, so...exactly what shed always craved without ever knowing she craved it.
Nicola, he gasped out.
More, she demanded, the word escaping of its own volition. She continued to rip at his robe, finally baring the full breadth of his chest.
Sweet mercy. He. Was. Magnificent!
Bronzed and toned, stacked with muscle and sinew, chiseled by the hand of a master artist. His chest... That stomach rippled with iron bars... That perfectly dipped navel. A scar here, a scar there, but still, nothing about him was flawed. Hed been honed on a battlefield, every mark a badge of strength.
She kissed his neck, and his head fell against the back of the couch, allowing her better access to him. She kissed his shoulder, his collarbone, reckless in her bid to show him just how deeply she accepted him, whatever hed done, whatever the future held. His grip tightened on her hips, and she lifted to once again fit their lips together. He moaned into her mouth, and took over, dominating her in the most amazing way. And she was...she was...
Struggling to breathe, she realized, trying to suck in a single gasp of oxygen but failing. Her mind fogged.
Nicola? he demanded. Whats wrong?
Im...okay...will be... No, no, no. Not this. Not now. She would ruin the momentmaybe even his feelings for her.
He tugged his robe together, the material somehow repairing itself. He cupped her face in his big hands. Inhale slow and easy, all right? Now exhale just as slow, just as easy. His thumbs traced her cheeks, his skin so hot she could have been pressed against the sun. Thats the way. In. Out. Yes. Good girl.
A minute passed. Then two, three, before she finally regained her composure. And then she kind of wished she hadnt.
She had ruined the moment, she realized. Worse, shed revealed the depths of her weakness and proven just how worthless she was in the relationship department.
A strong man like Koldo had to despise people like her.
Im tired, she muttered. I should go to bed.
His gaze locked with hers, unwavering. Youre upset. Why?
Just forget it, okay?
I cant. Are you angry about something I did?
No. She couldnt let him think that.
Then what?
Just let this go. Please.
I cant. Talk to me.
Look, I Wanted to leave the room and his penetrating stare. Wanted to leave and hide and forget this had ever happened.
But she wouldnt be able to forget, would she? This was burned into her mindand every cell in her body.
Knock, knock, is home anyone? Laila asked, stumbling past the door and into the room, the scent of alcohol accompanying her. She giggled when she spotted them, wavered on her feet. Uh-oh. Did I something interrupt? Wait. That came out wrong. I something interrupted. A nod. Another giggle. Much better.
Nicola climbed off Koldo and stood, nearly toppling over herself. Stupid legs. I thought you were asleep, she said, happy for the reprieve. Only, she jolted backward.
The monkeysthe demonswere perched on Lailas shoulders.
Koldo, she whispered, and pointed. Look.
Laila spun in a full circle, nearly fell. What?
Koldo pushed to his feet, the beads in his beard clanging together.
The monkeys squeaked out a protest and darted from the room.
Ill pretend I know whats going on, Laila said with a stern tone ruined by a goofy expression.
Why hadnt she seen the demons? Her eyes had been openedshe should be able to see them now. Right?
I was in the kitchen and found this. Grinning, Laila raised a bottle of vodka.
Koldo stiffened. Where did you find it?
In the hands of one of your friends. And a good thing he brought it, because I almost died of a heart attack when I spotted him and needed a little something to calm me down.
A friend? What friend?
The kind that will stab you in the chest just to hear you scream.
Nicolas gaze snagged on the chair Koldo had abandoned. There were two glowing palm prints on the cushions, with flecks of golden glitter the exact shade of his eyes. Prints that hadnt been there before. What...how...odd, she finished.
Standing by her side, he reached out, settled two fingers under her chin and forced her to face him. Stay here. And remember what I told you about the tattoos. With that, he stormed from the room, shutting the door behind him.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
KOLDO WOULD NEVER FORGET the exquisite feel of Nicolas lips against his or the softness of her body pressed against him, or the sweetness of her taste and a thousand other things that had set his blood on fire, causing him to ache, to reach the razors edge of desperation.
The entire time hed had her in his arms, hed forgotten the horror of his earlier actions. His inner brokenness had been eased, and hed felt whole. Happy. At peace for the first time.
The future had seemed bright. Problems? What problems? Thered been no anger, no dread, no sense of hopelessness. Hed been...normal.
But hed done something to upset her, no matter what shed claimed. First, she had melted. Then, after shed come out of her faint, she had stiffened, preparing to bolt.
Had she regretted what had happened?
Probably. Hed mauled her, and shed been prepared to leave him. Had she succeeded, he would have chased her and...what? Demanded she still desire him?
He wouldnt be so pathetic. Would he?
Maybe her desertion was for the best. He wouldnt always have her, and so he couldnt allow himself to come to rely on her. He had himself, and only himself, and thats the way it had to be. That was safe. Thats what he knew.
Stalking into the kitchen, he summoned the sword of fire. The flames crackled, light spilling in front of him. What he expected to find, he wasnt sure. Zacharel didnt know this place existed, nor did any other Sent Ones. His father didnt, either, but the male was out there, actively hunting him.
To his astonishment, he found Axel sitting at his kitchen table, eating the food Koldo had bought for Nicola and her sister.
Anger ignited. How did you find me?
With cheese dust on his chin, the warrior said, I can find anyone, anywhere, anytime. A little talent of mine. He lifted a bag of chips. The only source of junk food in the entire house. Do you have these in Tabasco?
The anger instantly subsided. If Axel could find anyone, he could find Koldos father before Nox found Koldo.
The battle could be over before it ever began.
You shouldnt have come, and you shouldnt have brought alcohol. A single drink and Koldos Nefas side would come rushing to the surface. His teeth would elongate. His nails would curl into claws. His temper would overtake him. Yeah. Alcohol is all thats needed for that. But since youre here, Ill put you to work. Whatever your price, I need you to hunt down a...Nefas. He waited for a reaction. Most people shuddered at the mere mention of the race.
Axel ignored him, popping another chip in his mouth. You should have a chat with the blonde about sharing her drinky drink with guestsespecially when said drinky drink belongs to the guest! It was way impolite to threaten to bash me in the head with the vodka bottle when I tried to steal it back. And by the way, did you know your hands are glowing?
What are you Koldos gaze locked on his palms. His glowing palms. The essentia had at last begun to seep from his pores.
Hed wanted Nicola that much, his body instinctively seeking to mark her as his exclusive property, even though she wanted someone else.
He should be ashamed, considering hed never bond with her.
But he wasnt.
How did you bypass my cloud? The warrior should have encountered a solid barrier.
If I told you, blah, blah, blah.
He arched a brow. Youd have to kill me?
Dont be silly. Id only cut out your tongue to keep you from talking, and cut off your hands to keep you from writing or signing. Axel dusted his hands together and stood. Id love to help you with your little Nefas problem, but Im actually here because Zacharel called a meeting in the heavens. And what do you want with the Nefas, anyway? Those suckers are hard-core.
So are we. Was the meeting the one Zacharel had mentioned when Koldo had visited his cloud? When the warrior had been covered in blood and injuries? Where does he want us?
Deitys temple in the heavens.
Deity. Germanus. Koldo looked forward to seeing his mentor again. They hadnt spoken since Koldo had been told he belonged to Zacharel. And that was all Koldos doing. Hed been so irate to learn of his fate, hed kept his distance rather than yell. However, Germanus would have welcomed him at any time.
Ill meet you there, he said pointedly.
Like I really want to stick around and carry you again. Did I mention you weigh more than a building? Axel stood, flared his wings and leaped into the air, misting through the ceiling and disappearing.
Koldo stalked down the hall and into Nicolas room. Laila was jumping on the bed, singing off tune, losing her breath.
something, something, something, you love me. Yeah. Yeah. Something, something, together.
Nicola lounged on the couch, a blanket strewn across her legs. One of his books about heavenly battle strategies rested in her lap.
There are nightclothes in the dresser, he said, and she glanced up. Meeting those stormy gray eyes was always a pleasure and a pain. They were always direct
Except this time.
She looked away. Her cheeks flushed.
He shifted uncomfortably and added the words Annabelle had told him would be necessary. These garments were purchased for you and you alone. No other female has ever worn them.
Thank you, Nicola said stiffly.
That hadnt been the problem, then.
Laila continued to sing.
Ive been called away, he explained.
Hey, Cool-e-oh, Laila said, falling back on the mattress and bouncing. Guess what? Im going to have your houses baby. I just love it so much!
He...had no idea what to say to that.
When will you return? Nicola asked, toying with a loose thread on the blanket.
Im not sure, but Ill make sure someone is here to escort you to work if I cant return by morning.
No worries. I dont work at Estellä over the weekend.
Thats right. Tomorrow was Saturday.
But we do have our double date, Laila said. And its gonna be fun!
His hands fisted at his sides as he waited, hoping Nicola would speak up. But she remained silent, clearly still desiring to go, even after everything that had happened between them.
For the best, he reminded himself.
Ill make sure you get there, as promised, he gritted out.
And now, he should go. He knew he should go. Yet still he hesitated. I bought you a cell phone, he told Nicola. Annabelle had insisted. Its in the top drawer of the nightstand. I bought one for myself, as well. It currently rested in a pocket in his robe.
Whats your number? she asked.
It is already programmed into the device. And it was the only one in there. The only one he would allow her to put in there. Call me if you need me. For any reason. Or even if you dont have one.
She nodded, opened her mouth, closed it.
Dont worry about anything. Stay calm.
And sow joy, she said with a sigh. I know the drill.
He didnt bother telling her to stay within the bounds of his property. The cloud would ensure that she did.
Without another word, Koldo flashed to the garden of Germanuss temple. As many times as hed been here throughout the centuries, he knew the area by heart. Two rivers flowed out of the alabaster columns in front and wound through the flowers, cascading over the sides of the cliff in the clouds to shower the stars. For the first time, however, the entire expanse was covered with Sent Ones. Hundreds of males and females surrounded him, the noise level utterly out of control.
Koldo flashed here, and he flashed there, searching for the soldiers belonging to Zacharel. He found them at the far left, in front of the alabaster steps and ivy-rich columns that led to the towering double doors of the temple.
Charlotte and Ronen winked and waved at him.
Elandra turned her back on him.
Malak was too busy staring at Bjorn to notice him.
Bjorn was too busy talking to Thane and Xerxes to notice Malak.
Jamila spotted him and frowned. She shoved her way over and said, Things are going down at Estellä. Sirena has it out for your girl. Hates her, in fact. The things she does and says when Nicolas back is turned... She shuddered.