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I am not your enemy,the man interjects, and when I look up at him, his eyes are piercing.

You can read my mind?I ask.

Yes.

I don’t say anything more but I watch his eyes as they shift from mine and travel once again along the lines of my face, resting briefly on my breasts and then continuing lower, until he unabashedly stares at the junction of my thighs.

Beneath the intense exhaustion that’s been my constant companion, I feel something. Exhilaration, maybe. Something that thrills over the fact that his eyes are centered on the soft flesh between my legs. I suddenly begin to feel strength returning, a power that births itself from within me that I don’t remember ever experiencing before.

Yes,he says without speaking.Become one with that power for it is yours, female.

I close my eyes and allow the feelings of strength and exhilaration to spread. Tendrils of warmth branch out from deep inside me, carrying with them an excitement that reaches to every corner of my body.

Reveal yourself to me, female,he says and, as if his words are a command to my body, I spread my legs. He looks at my eyes then.Allow your true self to come forward.

I don’t understand. But I’m not given an opportunity to ponder the question for long because he drops to his knees and is suddenly between my legs. His erection is perched at my opening.

He teases me with the head of his penis, pushing in slightly only to pull out again. I can feel myself growing wetter and I close my eyes as I tilt my head back, relishing the feel of his hard length as it traces my opening.

Finally,I say to myself.I’ve needed this for so long.

Yes,he chuckles.Allow yourself freedom. Be what you are.

I’m not sure what I’m meant to be, other than what I am, but I open my eyes and watch him as he pushes forward. His erection enters me and my breath catches. He feels even better than I imagined. I arch up and moan, gripping his back and digging my nails into his skin. He presses himself deeper into me, and my body envelops him with an urgency that shocks me.

He moans and begins to drive himself into me fully as I wrap my legs around him. I want him even deeper. I grind my hips down, needing all of him inside me.

He stares at me. And never do I stop to wonder what I’m doing. Why I’m allowing a stranger inside me. Because I realize why. I need this. I’ve needed it, because it’s the only thing that will heal me. It’s why I’ve had such sexual reactions to Dragan and Cambion.

More,I beg him.

He drives into me even harder, lifting me up and plunging himself into me so forcefully, I can barely breathe.

“Your seed,” I whisper in his ear. “Give me your seed.”

My words surprise me. It’s as though my body is speaking for me, demanding what it wants and needs. He pulls out andplunges back in again and I begin to shake and convulse. At the same time, he thrusts as hard as he can and I feel him explode within me, matching the intensity of my orgasm with one of his own.

And then I feel something burst from my back. I glance to the side to see huge wings billowing out of me. But they aren’t white and feathery at all.

They’re rubbery and as black as night.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

SILVANUS

The Raven Forest

Shadow Realm

Sleep,I say to the beautiful creature after she reaches climax and her body begins to heal. Already, her aura glows twice as brightly as it did when I first encountered her.

Her eyes drift closed, and her body goes limp. I pull myself from within her slick folds and inhale deeply. Then, I reach down and lift her into my arms.

The shadow creatures continue to watch us with cautious curiosity, and follow as I carry the female back to her companions. When I spot the white linen that was wrapped around her, I reach down and pick it up. I drape it over her as I place her limp body just beyond the line of theGlyphof Warding.

She will remember nothing when she wakes. It is possible she might receive fragmented images from her subconscious mind, but she will think of them as nothing more than a strange dream. She is not ready to fully understand what she is. And that realization cannot occur until I decide what to do about Morrigan—an obstacle that is proving quite frustrating.

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