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| f2aa341 | Mikhail lifted her into his arms, urging her legs around his waist. She closed her eyes, savoring the feel of him entering her, savoring the slow ride, the natural undulation of her body. "I could live here, like this," she whispered. "Funny," he watched the sensations pouring over her face, felt them filling her mind. "I had exactly the same thought." | Christine Feehan | ||
| ab73a37 | It will take time, little one, but give our ways a chance. There are wondrous things we can do. Concentrate on the things you would enjoy. Shape-shifting, flying with birds, running free with the wolves." Her small fist jammed into her mouth to stop a strangled sound somewhere between fear and hysterical laughter." | Christine Feehan | ||
| b430044 | Do you realize I don't have any clothes here?" She couldn't quite meet his eyes, blushing every time his dark gaze brushed her body. She could still feel the imprint of his body on hers, the strength of his possession. "I need to get back to the inn. All of my things are there." His eyebrow shot up. Now was not the time to tell her she really wouldn't need clothes." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 842b174 | Please tell me what to do to save you." There was desperation in her voice. "You can stop it." "I can't, Mikhail. Stop this, you're scaring me." She pressed as hard as she was capable, but the blood continued to flow between her fingers. "Your tongue has the power to heal; so does the saliva in your mouth." His voice was dark, hypnotic. He leaned back as if his strength was waning. "But do not counteract my choice unless you live also, beca.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| d6be55d | Are you sure, Raven?" He whispered it so sensually her body went liquid in answer. "I want you to be completely sure. You must be certain this is your choice." She circled his neck with her arms, cradled his head. "Yes." The memory of his mouth moving against her, the white-hot pleasure piercing her very soul, made heat pool low and wicked in her abdomen. She wanted this, even needed this. "You give yourself to me freely?" His tongue tasted.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 38ff569 | She smelled fresh air and opened her eyes to discover the night. It whispered to her with the same sensual power as the ebb and flow of Mikhail's blood. Trees swayed overhead; the wind cooled her body, yet fanned her need. "This is our world, little one. Feel its beauty, hear its call." It was all like a dazzling dream, as if they were drifting with the faint mist, a part of the night itself. The stars overhead played hide-and-seek through .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| e754813 | You are a good man, Mikhail." She grinned impishly, her blue eyes teasing. "You just have too much power for your own good. But don't worry, I know this American girl. She's very disrespectful, and she'll take all that arrogant starch out of you." His answering laughter was slow in coming, but with it the terrible tension drained out of him. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off her feet, swinging her around, crushing her to him.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 64dc04b | Don't worry, Monique, they like to look tough and mean, but they're really very sweet." She didn't know this particular Carpathian, but she was fairly certain Mikhail would have a few things to say if he dared touch her. Aidan winced visibly at that." | Christine Feehan | ||
| f9e3b0c | His hands slid in a tender, loving caress over her flat stomach, his fingertips reverently tracing each scar, wiping away the last traces of the poultices and blood. He paid careful attention to each rib, her back, and finally her face and hair. Mikhail was so gentle, he made her want to cry. He had not touched her anywhere intimately, yet he had begun a slow fire in her blood, a melting in her body. She ached for him. Needed him. Raven ope.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| feb716f | Her hands wandered lower, moved across his flat belly, dipped over the ridge of his hipbones. Raven felt his swift intake of breath, the tensing of every muscle. A low growl rumbled deep in his throat, sent darts of fire leaping in her blood. Her fingers sought the hard evidence of his arousal, teased and enticed, her fingertips dancing intriguingly, her palm sliding, and gripping, testing the weight of him. He groaned at the effort it took.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 87b032e | The feeling of power was incredible. His hands bunched in her hair; low, aggressive growls escaped from deep in his throat. She found his thighs with her nails, raking lightly, driving him wild, wanting him crazy for her, wanting him mindless with passion. Mikhail dragged her up, closer. His hands found the firm muscles of her bottom, cupped, massaged. "I claim you as my lifemate." He whispered the words, a black magic incantation, centurie.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 027ff29 | I belong to you. I offer my life for you. Take what it is you need, what it is you want. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 3f69843 | His body moved in hers. Long and deep, he filled every part of her, building the friction, then deliberately easing the rhythm. She was making little keening noises, her body begging for release, velvet muscles gripping him hotly. Frustrated, Raven moved frantically against him, urging him closer, deeper, faster, harder. Her blood was like molten lava, and she needed more of him. All of him. She hungered for a deeper mating, hungered for hi.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| ff6e63e | Mikhail," she was pleading. He lifted his head, dark eyes burning with hunger. "I belong to you, Raven. Take what you need from me, as I will take it from you." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 94d7117 | Humans mix up the truth about my species with stories of the undead, stealing babies, killing, tormenting victims. I could not have saved you if you were dead. We are a race of people who belong to the earth, the sky, the wind, and the water. Like any other people, we have our talents and our limitations." He did not go into details about where vampires came from. She needed truth, but not everything at once. Mikhail took her to a guestroom.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| d34185a | His mouth fastened on hers as he whirled them across the room to land on the bed. Raven's laughter was soft and taunting. "We can't possibly again." His body was settling over hers, his knee nudging her thighs apart so he could press against her soft, welcoming body. "I think you should just stay naked and waiting for me," he growled, stroking her to ensure her readiness. She lifted her hips invitingly. "I'm not sure we'll know how to do th.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 9582bc8 | His body was settling over hers, his knee nudging her thighs apart so he could press against her soft, welcoming body. "I think you should just stay naked and waiting for me," he growled, stroking her to ensure her readiness." | Christine Feehan | ||
| ee81baf | Raven stirred in his arms, stretched languidly. "I was thinking of something upsetting, and you took it away, didn't you?" There was a hint of a smile in her voice. He allowed her freedom, watched her sink beneath the foaming water, surface a few feet away. Her large eyes were moving over him with definite laughter. "You know, Mikhail, I'm beginning to think my very first assessment of your character was correct. You're arrogant and bossy.".. | Christine Feehan | ||
| dcc15cd | Mikhail lifted her into his arms, urging her legs around his waist. She closed her eyes, savoring the feel of him entering her, savoring the slow ride, the natural undulation of her body. "I could live here, like this," she whispered. "Funny," he watched the sensations pouring over her face, felt them filling her mind. "I had exactly the same thought." Half the night was gone when Mikhail carried her back to their home. Raven hastily wrappe.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 27b41b4 | She has exchanged blood on three occasions with you?" He forced his voice to be neutral, not wanting to appear to reprimand his leader and brother. Mikhail's dark eyes flickered warningly. "Yes. If she lives, she will most likely be one of us." It was left unsaid that she might live to be destroyed by the very one who had converted her." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 7337e73 | She has exchanged blood on three occasions with you?" He forced his voice to be neutral, not wanting to appear to reprimand his leader and brother. Mikhail's dark eyes flickered warningly. "Yes. If she lives, she will most likely be one of us." It was left unsaid that she might live to be destroyed by the very one who had converted her. "We cannot seek human medical aid for her. If our way does not work, Mikhail, her doctors will be useless.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| ec9abf5 | Mikhail sought Raven's mind, crawled to her with warmth and love, his arms a shelter. The needle jabbed the inside of his arm, pierced hers. He had no doubt that his brother would monitor the transfusion closely, making certain Mikhail was replenished with ancient Carpathian blood when needed. Jacques held Mikhail's life along with Raven's in his hands. If she died, Mikhail followed her--that was an indisputable fact. He could not afford to.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 3e866a7 | Gregori met Jacques's eyes over Mikhail's head. He was not going to allow the couple to die. It was up to them to heal her. "I will do it, Jacques." It wasn't a request. The air stirred beside them, and Celeste materialized with Eric. "He chooses to follow her," she said softly. "He loves her that much." "It is already known?" Jacques asked. "He is withdrawing," Eric answered. "All Carpathians can feel it. Is there a chance to save them?" J.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| e9aff81 | I have lived centuries and endured vampire hunts, wars, and betrayals. Until you came into my life, I have never lost control. I never had anything I wanted so much. I never had anything to lose." She pulled his head down to her and pressed little healing kisses to his throat, to his strong jaw, to the hard corners of his mouth. "You are a good man, Mikhail." She grinned impishly, her blue eyes teasing. "You just have too much power for you.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 1c529ba | I need to get back to the inn. All of my things are there." His eyebrow shot up. Now was not the time to tell her she really wouldn't need clothes. Her personal things would help ease the transition. He reached a lazy arm for his own clothes. "I'm sure Mrs. Galvenstein will deliver your things for us. I will call and make sure it is done immediately. I will be going out for a short time, Raven. There are a few loose ends that need to be tak.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 316e362 | Gregori sent me into a healing sleep. One does not surface when Gregori has elected otherwise. | Christine Feehan | ||
| e6eca17 | It is essential to find the other assassins. I cannot let any danger come near you. You will be safe here. I am not asleep, and I can touch your mind with mine. You can just as easily reach for me if necessary. There is no need for fear." "I'm not the stay-at-home-and-be-safe type," she objected. He turned, large, powerful, his face an implacable mask. Mikhail looked menacing, invincible. Raven stepped backward involuntarily, her blue eyes .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| b279d38 | Gregori placed his hands over the wounds, closed his eyes, and went seeking out of his own body and into the one lying so hideously wounded, as still as death. Mikhail felt Raven's stirring of pain. She flinched and tried to move away, tried to fade so that this new, painful sensation could not touch her. Mikhail surrounded her effortlessly, held her still for Gregori to do the intricate work of repairing damaged organs. It was more a fee.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 1e405ae | Her heart is too slow," Jacques said weakly as he slid from the bed to the floor. He looked startled to find himself there. " --Darkness take it," Eric swore. "What a hell of a night." | Christine Feehan | ||
| b0e7210 | There was a moment, --my love--when I awoke to your cry, and I was encased in the soil and powerless to help you. Only my fury fed the storm. As I clawed my way to the surface, I felt every slice of the blade, and I knew I had failed you. In that moment, Raven, I faced something so terrible, so savage and monstrous in me, I still cannot examine it too closely. If he had slain you, no one would have been safe. No one." He made the admission.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 20674af | You are a good man, Mikhail." She grinned impishly, her blue eyes teasing. "You just have too much power for your own good. But don't worry, I know this American girl. She's very disrespectful, and she'll take all that arrogant starch out of you." | Christine Feehan | ||
| e818e81 | She rejected the beckoning peace, fought to hang on to life. Mikhail's life. She wanted to brush her fingertips over the lines of strain she knew would be around his mouth. She wanted to ease his guilt and rage, assure him that everything had been her own choice. His love, total, uncompromising, unconditional, endless, was almost more than she could cope with. Most of all she was aware of the strange changes taking place in her body. None o.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| d43b10d | Give her my blood. It is potent, like Mikhail's, and he grows weak trying to breathe for her and keep her heart going." "You are tired, Gregori," Jacques protested. "There are others." "Not with my blood. Do as I say." Gregori seated himself calmly and watched as a needle was inserted into his vein. No one argued with Gregori; he was a law unto himself. Only Mikhail could truly call him friend or command him." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 54ec52a | We need to assess the damage to our people. All of the assassins died? Not one escaped?" "Hans, the American couple, and the man who attacked Raven all died." Eric counted them off. "They were the only ones present. No mortal could have survived the intensity of the storm, or the killing rage in the animals. If there had been an unseen observer, Mikhail or the beasts would have known." Gregori stirred tiredly, his enormous strength beginnin.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| cab2e54 | looked startled to find himself there. " --Darkness take it," Eric swore. "What a hell of a night." "Her body needs more time to make the change and heal," Celeste added, watching Gregori work. She knew she was witnessing a miracle. She had never been this close to the legendary Carpathian everyone whispered about, and it gave her an eerie feeling. Few of their people actually saw Gregori up close. Power emanated from his every pore. He gua.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| efa113e | I will continue to breathe for her, continue to ensure her heartbeats. Eric, you must care for Jacques." "Rest, Mikhail, see to your woman. Jacques will be fine. Tienn is here if there is a problem. Gregori has many hours of work ahead of him," Eric replied. "If it is necessary, we can call others in to help." Jacques reached up his hand to his brother. Mikhail took it. "You must calm your anger, Mikhail. The storm is too strong. The very m.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 5c1edcd | There is ultimate power in the taking of life while we feed, and it is so easy, drawing our victims to us. No one can survive darkness and despair for a thousand years. Gregori has lived from the Crusades to men walking on the moon, always fighting the monster inside. The one hope we have for salvation is our lifemate. And if Gregori does not find his lifemate soon, he will seek the dawn or turn rogue. I fear the worst." "What is turning ro.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| f1a962a | Before anything else, Raven must be safe and guarded while we take care of this problem," Mikhail said abruptly. "Your woman is very fragile," Gregori warned softly. "Bring her to the surface and clothe her before I awaken her." Mikhail nodded. Gregori clearly read his intentions. There was no way he would have her awaken in what seemed to her a cold grave. Jacques and Gregori moved into the forest to give Mikhail privacy. Only after Raven .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 463af55 | After several long, backbreaking hours, Gregori straightened up, his hair damp with perspiration, his face weary and lined, his body aching with fatigue. "I have done my best. If she lives, she will be able to have a child. Mikhai's blood and the soil should complete the healing process. The change is taking place rapidly. She does not understand and does not fight it." He pushed a hand stained with her precious blood through his hair. "She.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| d315dac | Little sister." Jacques emerged from the edge of the timberline, flanked by Gregori. When Raven didn't look up, Jacques sat beside her, his hand brushing her shoulder. "The wolves are quiet tonight. Did you hear them before? They were mourning the loss of Mikhail's home. Now they are silent." She blinked, her lost gaze focusing on Jacques's face. She didn't speak. His identity didn't seem to register. She was trembling, her small frame shak.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 75640bd | Send for Jacques. But go feed before you see him. You made me weak with your lovemaking, and if you'll forgive a little crude Carpathian humor, I'll expect you to bring me home dinner." Startled, he stared at her. For a long moment there was silence, and then they both burst out laughing. "Get dressed," Mikhail ordered with mock sternness. "I cannot have poor Jacques tormented by you." "I fully intend to torment him. He needs to learn not t.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 73fdd33 | I know Carpathians are of the earth, and their healing comes from the earth and all its natural powers. But, Mikhail, perhaps your prejudice and contempt for the human race has made you overlook some of its advantages." "You persist in thinking me prejudiced. I like many humans." Mikhail found he couldn't resist sliding the buttons open on the white silk shirt that covered her bare body. There was something deep within him, a primitive need.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 11fb253 | I know you don't want to feel superior, but it is so easy to control us." He snorted his disagreement. "I have failed to control you at every turn. You have no idea how often I wanted to force your obedience when you placed yourself in danger. I should have gone with my instincts...but no, I allowed you to go back to the inn." "Your love for me caused you to pull back." She reached out to touch his hair. "Isn't that how it should be between.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 825e536 | I know you don't want to feel superior, but it is so easy to control us." He snorted his disagreement. "I have failed to control you at every turn. You have no idea how often I wanted to force your obedience when you placed yourself in danger. I should have gone with my instincts...but no, I allowed you to go back to the inn." | Christine Feehan |