Page 150 of The Dryad Storm

The scene shatters, as if blasted away by an explosion of superior magic, and Tierney is drawn into a new one.

A purple room shimmers into being around her, blurred at the edges. Wavering, deep-purple trees are set in the surrounding walls, everything violet misted.

A purple-hued man pressing her into a bed, kissing her with lightning-rod fervor.

Shock lances through Tierney.

Or’myr.

Tierney gasps as a streak of Or’myr’s purple lightning forks through her body and connects with her power, shocking through her inner storm and electrifying it.

Amplifying both his magic and hers.

It’s explosive, Or’myr’s kiss, but there’s no pain in it, the startlingly electric sensation sending her sliding rapids-fast into a sizzling place of purewant.

Or’myr breaks the kiss and meets her gaze, lightning pulsing through his eyes with feverish light. “I love you,” he says, giving her a look so intense it’s almost tortured. “Tierney’lin, I love you so much. I have loved you since our first moments together. And I will love youforever.”

And then his mouth is on hers once more in a claiming kiss, his magic surging through hers with impassioned force, emotion bolting through Tierney over his ardent declaration as a rush of love for him breaks through her power. She draws him closer, Or’myr’s body joining with hers in a surge of purple lightning and her rushing rapids.

Tierney gasps, the explosive energy of their coupling flowing not just througheach other, but into the entire riverbed, sending an unexpected wave of re-Balancing energy straight into it.

Tierney cries out as they hold each other, incandescently lit up by the way Or’myr is driving sheer geopower into both her and the Vo’s bed, the pleasure Erthia-bendingly intense, every last trace of her power, vivid blue and deepest Dark, shifting into a sensation of ecstatic alignment.

As his power Balancesher.

And suddenly, Tierney wants this connection more than she’s ever desired anything. Wants Or’myr to turn not just the Vo’s waters but every last shred of her power blazinglypurple.

Violet light shudders through Tierney’s vision, the whole world igniting as glorious, violet energy detonates more intensely through both their forms, blasting through her straight into the riverbed. A guttural cry escapes Or’myr, his long, muscular form shuddering against her, his heartbeat a hammer.

“Tierney’nuu’fya’lir,” he raggedly says in Uriskal as errant threads of his lightning detonate over her skin and his.

Tierney, my beautiful love, she translates through the bond, emotion tightening her throat and blurring her eyes. Overcome, she pushes gently against his chest, and he draws a fraction away, so much lovestruck feeling in his eyes that her heart trips into an erratic rhythm.

Her gaze skims his chest, and surprise lashes through her.

There’s an image of the dragon-goddess Vo encircling the Xishlon moon tattooed over its expanse. She meets Or’myr’s eyes, stunned anew by the level of passion firing there...

... and something more.

Something sorightthat Tierney feels the very earth beneath her shift.

Both wildly thrown and wildly drawn in, she struggles to hold herself back from him, rocked by a sudden, ardent longing she’s never known the likes of before.

A click of recognition seems to spark in Or’myr’s eyes, and he blinks at her, as if seeing her with new blazing clarity. His eyes widen, and pain ripples across his expression before he blinks once more and the entire, purple-tinted dream snaps out of sight.

Tierney shivers awake at the bottom of the Vo. The riverbed is soft beneath her back, and electric energy courses through her like a pre-storm charge.

Eyes closed, she pulls a deep, long breath of her River’s sweet water into her lungs and stretches her blue limbs, sensually hyperaware of her body, her charged magic flowing seamlessly into the Vo’s riverbed, and its surroundingstone...

Tierney’s eyes snap open, a hot flush suffusing her skin as she hurtles into a sudden remembrance of her dreams.

Her pulse skyrockets.

Sweet holy gods.

And...Or’myr.

Joining with him, in particular, felt so outrageouslyright, his gloriously grounding energy still pulsing through her, drawing her focus away from the darkest, most forbidding corners of her Waters and more intensely toward the pulsing Life within them.

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