Hailey Edwards Born of Fire (pdf)(1)

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Cilia looked at the crimson smear on his mouth and took his lips, tasting her essence
on his tongue. His lips warmed as she deepened the kiss. He broke away and licked
across her collarbone, tasting the spice here as well. What are you, Cilia? he asked
casually.
She stiffened and tried to withdraw, but she had realized her mistake too late. He
held her tight and refused to let her go.
I don t know what you mean. Her voice was strained, panicked.
Oh yes, you do. He licked the pinpricks where blood still beaded. You let me
feed. We re kindred. He tugged her ear with his teeth. I ll show you mine if you show
me yours.
Her nervous laugh bubbled up and over her lips. You first.
He shook his head. I know what I am. I want to see what you are.
Cilia paused and looked around through dazed eyes. He had forgotten they were still
in the lobby, where anyone could walk in on them. This was not the place he had in mind
for when her mysteries were revealed. He tugged her beside him as they raced upstairs
and into her apartment.
Fiach braced her against the closed door and brushed his lips across her jaw as he
watched her greedy mouth search for air.
How did you know? she asked.
I ve always known. From that first night in the park I knew you were special, I just
didn t realize how very much more than that you are.
She cuffed his shoulder. I can t believe that was you. Her body stiffened in his
arms. If you re not human, then you can t be Stella s brother. Where are she and Max
really?
Safe, he murmured. He needed her too desperately to think straight. Right now her
humans were the farthest things from his mind. The only thing that mattered was this
woman and his claiming of her. He suckled the flesh of her neck until she pressed her
throat against him, searching for relief from the abrasive nips and scratches of his teeth
along her tender skin. Cilia, I want to see you.
Reluctantly he let her step from the circle of his arms. After a short respite, her
breathing leveled and she exploded outward as bright blue flames licked along her skin,
burning away the thin fabric of her clothing until she was gloriously naked before him.
Fiach stared in disbelief. She was mythical. She was perfect. Of all the possible
outcomes he had imagined, this was never one of them. Phoenixes were rare, on the brink
of extinction if they weren t already there. His own father had hunted them for sport until
their numbers dwindled and his remaining quarry went deep into hiding.
Fiach s own conception was the fruit of a bargain his mother had struck to protect
similar creatures from his father s obsession. The price had been one night in the Sidhe
Lady s bed in exchange for the safety of her court and the cause she championed.
Looking at Cilia now, Fiach would never understand how anyone could seek to harm
something so beautiful, so elemental.
Her short black hair had grown until it licked the high curves of her bottom, the satin
length of her tresses threaded with crimson quills. Her skin paled to an almost translucent
white and became luminescent. Her eyes were darker, almost black and small speckles of
gold danced within their depths.
Your turn, she said shyly. The look of flushed innocence she wore made him
crazed to be inside of her.
As you wish. He stepped back and let his glamour fall away.
*
Cilia watched Fiach s outline shimmer as full black wings burst from his back and
stretched until their tips touched from wall to wall. He looked like a Fallen Angel. The
laughter in his eyes told her she wasn t far off the mark, but she didn t care.
His shirt was gone and black-inked swirls covered his golden skin and dipped below
the waistband of his pants. She wondered if he was tattooed there as well. The fabric of
his slacks bulged where it cupped his erection. She couldn t stop staring as it seemed to
expand before her eyes. She looked at Fiach. He was smiling.
I didn t think it would be so big, she stammered.
Confusion crossed his chiseled features. What do you mean? Have you never taken
a demon spawn?
Cilia s face flushed bright red. I have never actually taken anyone before.
His expression lightened. So you like to be taken, then?
She cleared her throat and stared at a point over his shoulder. I haven t been taken
either.
Fiach s brows drew down in concentration. You re a & a& he couldn t form the
words.
A virgin? she supplied.
He rested his forehead against hers. How is it possible?
Cilia shrugged. I set someone on fire, literally, while he was trying to make love to
me. My Phoenix rose and fed from his energy. I never chanced it again.
Fiach s voice was filled with reverence. To initiate a Phoenix would be a great
honor. Are you certain it s one you wish to waste on me?
Cilia smoothed her palm over his abdomen and came to rest with a finger tucked
behind the waistband of his pants. His breath caught. She fumbled the button and lowered
his zipper, then pushed the slacks from his hips. His cock sprang free and she caught it in
her hand. He was wide and his length was more intimidating than the last time she d held
him. Then again, the last time she hadn t been prepared to lose her virginity to him; now
she was.
She stroked her palm up and down, testing his response. Fiach stiffened as his cock
kicked in her hands. I want to take you slowly. If you keep that up I ll do something
we ll both regret.
*
Fiach pried her fingers away and led her to the bedroom, his wings folded behind his
back, the tops brushing along the threshold of the door as he passed through it. He
reached for Cilia. Her flushed skin sizzled under his hands, her nipples hardening as the
cool air danced over the sensitive nubs.
Fiach lowered her to the bed, then followed with his lips and pulled a taut bud into [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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