Page 58 of The Stone Survival
“Cameron…” He gripped my wrist gently and pulled my hand away. “Not that, just…” He cupped my jaw and claimed my mouth in a slow, exploratory kiss. Heat rushed from my toes to my head and my chest tightened, breathless as he pushed me onto my back and covered my body with his. His fingers sank into my hair, mouth slanting over mine in pure possession. I surrendered to him, my sleepy body waking slowly, aching and tingling with desire. He broke the kiss and looked down at me as if I was the most captivating thing he’d ever seen.
I licked my swollen lips. “I want you. Need you.”
A slight frown crinkled his forehead as he sighed and kissed me again. I gasped into his mouth when his fingers slid into my heat to circle my clit then again when he thrust them into me.
He watched me in fascination as he brought me closer and closer to the edge. I pushed my hips up, grinding against his hand as the cold bite of release rushed over me and our bond snapped and vibrated.
“There,” he said softly. “There you are.” He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean, his gaze locked with mine, and damn if that wasn’t sexy as hell.
“Now sleep.” He pulled me into his arms and tucked me close.
Satisfied and spent, I tumbled back into darkness.
The day passed too quickly,night rushing in to take us out into the rims, to the edge of a deserted settlement a quarter of a mile away from the coordinates we were seeking.
We went on foot with Derek scouting ahead, keeping to the shadows and under cover of the woodland that stretchedbetween us and our desired location. Swift and silent, Serath and Orix took the lead, and Curi and Levi made up the rear, with Shar and me somewhere in the middle. We’d decided to go in human form, not that it mattered to me. I couldn’t shift. But the others agreed it was best to stay small, to not draw attention with wings and bulk, just in case there was some kind of surveillance.
The building came into view through the tree line—a low, flat, whitewashed affair that was now all shades of gray. The windows were small and high up, and no doubt any operations taking place would be at basement level.
“What do you think it was used for before?” Shar whispered.
“No clue.”
Serath and Orix slowed their pace.
“Derek’s gone in,” Orix said, and beside me Shar tensed.
“He’ll be fine.” I squeezed her hand. “They can’t hurt him.”
She nodded but didn’t look too convinced. A couple of minutes passed before Derek returned.
Shar rushed over and hugged him.
“I’m fine,” he reassured her. Then to us, “It’s empty but not cleaned out. There are files and vials. Things we might be able to use.”
“How many floors?” Serath asked.
“Ground floor and basement only,” Derek said. “All doors are open. The main power is down, but lights came on when I moved through the corridors.”
“There must be a generator still running on emergency capacity,” Orix said.
“Most doors are open,” Derek continued. “But there are panels on the walls. The back door was padlocked from the inside, but I’ve opened it.”
“Okay, let’s get inside,” Orix said.
The ground floorwas an office space designed in cubicle fashion with rooms coming off it. Derek led us through a door marked fire exit then down some stairs to basement level. Another door, and we were in pitch darkness as there was no light to activate my night vision.
“Wait for it,” Derek said.
Weak light illuminated the corridor around us.
“Definitely a generator,” Curi said. “Backup motion detector lights.”
“This way,” Derek said, taking a right.
We passed through a door into a large room set up with desks and chairs.
“The rooms coming off this have files and computers,” Derek said.
