words how deeply this was affecting him.
She stroked his skin, raising ripples of tingling magic wherever she touched. That gave her an idea. Her fingers went to his nipples, touching, circling, squeezing. He growled and nipped her neck. She felt the sharp little points of his teeth, so different from regular human teeth. It was as if parts of him were shifting independent of the rest of his body. His eyes glowed and flickered between slitted cat eyes and round human pupils. His teeth seemed sharper than they should, but other than that, he was completely human.
And thank the Goddess for that. She loved the way he fit inside her. The way he moved. The way he anticipated what would make her shiver and squirm.
Goddess help her, she thought…maybe…she loved him.
That thought, along with his increasing pace sent her over the edge into an abyss of pleasure so deep, she thought she’d never find her way out again. Not that she really wanted to. This felt too darn good.
Keith rode her through the climax and right into the next one, bringing her to multiple peaks before taking his own pleasure. He joined her with a shout as she clung to him, nearly mindless with pleasure.
At the last moment, he bit down on her neck, breaking the skin, mingling the momentary pain with an orgasm so devastating that she didn’t know where she left off and he began. They were no longer two separate people in two separate bodies with two separate forms of magic. Instead they were entwined and reformed into one. One heart beating in two chests. One magic unifying them with its twin flavors. One soul, finally reunited in this world.
Dear Goddess, Keith was her perfect match in every way. As she came down from the highest peak she’d ever reached, she saw the way their magics flowed and twined, strengthening each other. They were stronger together than either had ever been apart.
He collapsed over her, breathing hard. His weight was welcome, but he rolled after only a moment, cuddling her in his embrace as he lay by her side.
She would have said something, but sleep overcame her in a wave that carried her off to dreamland, where all things were possible.
Chapter Six
Keith woke the next morning alone. A quick prowl through the house told him he was indeed, alone. Except for the cat and kittens, of course.
Dammit. She’d run.
Matilda was meowing pitifully, her limited house kitty mind not understanding why her mistress had left without filling the food bowl. Or even why her mistress had left at all. Some of Valerie’s distress must’ve rubbed off on her feline companion before she left. Keith spared a moment to calm the cat, locating the cat food and opening one of the fancier cans for the distressed kitty.
Matilda began eating and her kittens came out from hiding to paw at Keith’s ankles while he sat at the kitchen table, pondering his next move. He lifted them up, onto his lap, taking some small comfort from the little fuzzballs and their open affection. They were so uncomplicated. Very unlike the situation in which he now found himself.
Being in love was a complication with a capital C. Being in love with his perfect mate was something he’d never expected but always dreamed of. It was worth any problem he had to solve, any complication he had to overcome. Being in love with Valerie was worth anything he had to do to make it work for her. It was just that simple.
He needed her in his life. He needed her. Period.
Matilda finished eating and hopped up onto the adjacent kitchen chair, watching him with sad eyes. Her stance challenged him. As if she were wondering what he intended to do to bring her mistress back.
“Where did she go, Matilda?” he asked absently, not expecting much of a reply if any.
What he got was way more than he bargained for. An image of a blonde woman with similar features to Valerie appeared in his mind. It was a simple image and it came from the cat. Keith recognized the woman. He’d met her only