Molten by Viola Grace Read Free Book Online

stand with a Guardian, she was glad it was daylight. Anything different was good.
    Rand’s eyes hypnotized her as he pressed her gently to the bed. The molten copper of his gaze and the gold fall of his hair spoke to her appreciation of metals. She loved looking at him.
    They didn’t speak. He kissed her gently and then with more passion, using his teeth to nip at her lips until she tasted her own blood and something darker. Energy crackled around them, proving that his control was only for show. His body was excited and his energy was seeking hers without the bother of foreplay.
    She felt the heat of her own talent surge along the pathways of his energy. The room flickered with eerie light as the biological energies met and mingled, pulling them together.
    Nanette arched her back as his kiss trailed down her neck. When he nipped at her skin, she pressed her hands against his shoulders, but his fingers linked with hers and pressed them next to her hips on the bed. He continued down her body until he reached her navel and flicked it with his tongue. She arched sharply upward and she could feel the smile on his lips as they skated along her belly.
    She twisted restlessly against him until he moved up her body and she felt him pressing into her. She opened her eyes, not realizing that she had closed them until she wanted to see his face. Nanette nearly shut her eyes again when she saw the extended canines and the flames in his eyes, but she met his gaze and used it as a point of focus to keep the fire inside her from consuming them both.
    Nanette arched upward as he thrust forward, and her body wrapped around his as if it was a slick, snug glove. Her senses rioted as she was feeling his thrust from her body and his. Energy wrapped them in heat and power, pushing and pulling at them in a hard rhythm.
    She felt heat fill her lungs as the tension built until she hoarsely screamed her release into the bright morning light.
    He released her hands and pressed his palm against her belly, working downward to stroke her clit as he continued to thrust. The sparks of energy between his fingers zipped into the small bud of flesh and her arousal swiftly began to rise to meet his current level of excitement.
    His hips rocked slowly in a deep roll that stroked every inch of her channel and sent her senses spinning. Her mouth watered, and she felt her lips move back in a grimace as her gums felt the slide of teeth that were not supposed to be hers.
    As they moved against each other with increasing ferocity, she felt the urge to bite swell in her. She didn’t fight the impulse. She surged upward, gripped the back of his neck and pulled him close enough to sink her teeth into the join of neck and shoulder.
    She groaned as his blood filled her mouth, and her jaw flexed in reaction when he returned the bite. The burn of the bite mixed with the fire of the energy exchange, and when the power was swirling equally between them, the power they were bringing blew the windows wide open and set the bed on fire.
    Nanette released him from her jaws and slumped back against the bedding, taking the heat of the fire into her with an absent thought.
    Rand collapsed on her with a groan, and he licked at the bite wounds he had left. She used all of her physical strength to return the favour before dropping back to the bed.
    Her heart pounded and continued to beat like a drum as whatever his talent was ripped through her limbs. She bucked upward, pushing hard as pain and pleasure mixed in her body.
    He stiffened and clutched at her, rolling until she was on top of him and his body was so hot under hers.
    He whispered, “How do you pull it in?”
    She understood what he was asking. “You don’t. You wear it under your skin. A shell between your body and mind. The fire lives there. What do I do with the power?”
    “Out of your body in a barrier just beyond your skin. You move the shell when you touch folk and wear it like armour when you need it.” He