Forest Fire (#2 The Legends of Regia) by Tenaya Jayne Read Free Book Online

froze. Her nostrils flared. There was a vampire behind her.
     
    Forest spun around, pulling her magnum out of her waistband, her arm snapping straight out, the barrel of the gun one inch from the sucker’s face.
     
    The whole world flipped and the gun slipped from her hand. "OH!" She sobbed. "Syrus!"
     
    Three months of separation, of her heart strained, pulled and twisted caused the first moment of release to exploded in a stronger screaming sting, delivering more pain than she had yet experienced. She forced herself to breathe while the spiritual bond between them sparked and spluttered like a damp candlewick before blazing bright. The invisible cords connecting them vibrated and shimmered in light, heat, and color.
     
      Syrus' black pearl eyes were open, staring at her. Locking gazes with Syrus was like a punch to the brain. A sharp little fist that delivered a snap of pain then extended its fingers out, stroking her mind with soft ecstasy. She reached slowly for his face. Her fingers stopped an inch from his cheek. "Is it really you?" she whispered, afraid. "Am I dreaming?"
     
    His whole body trembled as he reached up and took hold of her hand. "Am I ?" he asked. His breath caught as he pressed her palm against his cheek. This first contact seared like a burn then sang like a breeze. The connection roared within them tearing at their insides, demanding more.
     
      Forest jumped, threading herself tightly around him. Breathing became easier than it had been since she’d been banished, even with her mouth fused to his. Frenzied and trying to absorb each other. And still the connection screamed, More!
     
      "I love you, Syrus!" She managed between kisses.
     
      "I love you, Forest!"
     
      "What happened to you? How did you get here? Are you okay? Were you hurt?"
     
      He placed his finger gently over her lips. "Shh. We’ll talk later."
     
      "Why not now?"
     
      "It’s really hot in here, Forest. You might want to do something to lower the temperature."
     
      "Oh?"
     
      "It’s about to get a lot hotter."
     
      She managed to knock her elbow into the thermostat, turning up the AC, as they made their way haphazardly into the bedroom. It was a good thing she did too.
     
    I'm burning, Syrus! You set my soul on fire. And when it burns down to nothing, I'll be yours completely.
     
    With tears, breath, skin, lips, and hearts they shattered each other.
     
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    Forest awoke hours later, rested, sated, and spiritually peaceful. Her head pillowed on Syrus' arm, she gazed into his sleeping face. She had so many questions, but none of them mattered now. She placed her hand on his chest, feeling the beating of his heart. Nothing matters but this .
     
    He stirred under her touch and yawned. Syrus opened his eyes. His pupils had closed again. He caressed her face gently. "Forest." He said her name reverently.
     
    He pulled her tightly against him and kissed her. She thought back a few hours; she could definitely handle some more of that. It had been so very different from anything she'd ever experienced before. There was no pain, no damage to her body or soul. Just love and trust, absolute trust. Syrus didn't take, he gave. Warm shivers rolled through her body then Syrus abruptly pulled away.
     
    "Hey!" she protested. "Come back here."
     
    He laughed, getting off the bed. "Where are my clothes?"
     
    " Really? You want to get dressed?"
     
    "Not at all," he chuckled. "I need my flask. It's on my belt."
     
    Forest sat up and looked at the mess of clothes on her floor. "To your right."
     
    He grabbed the belt from the floor and pulled his flask off. She winced as he took a swig. Tears burned her eyes as he cringed and growled in pain. It only took a moment, but every second of his pain ripped through her.
     
    Syrus straightened his shoulders, took a few deep breaths, and then opened his eyes.
     
    "Why would you do that to yourself?"
     
    Syrus raised one eyebrow. "You're naked."
     
    She gave a