to pull power from him without the physical contact of ring on necklace. Soon she’d be able to reach the magic inside him from miles away, but not yet.
The idea that she needed him this close gave him a rush. To be needed by a strong woman was a potent thing, one he wasn’t sure he’d ever get used to. But he wanted to.
He wasn’t sure exactly how, but he felt her shed the effects of the poison, felt her strength return. She opened her eyes and stared into his.
She was, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman ever created. And she was all his.
“Better?” he asked.
“Not as good as I will be once I get your cock inside of me.”
Raw, physical need flared in his gut, setting him on fire. He wanted to stop her and ask why she was so turned on—to make sure she wouldn’t regret her actions later—but he wasn’t that strong a man. Every action he’d taken in his life had led him to this moment—claiming his mate. He knew the luceria wouldn’t have chosen her for him without a reason. He had to trust that that reason would make itself known at some point along the way. Until then, he was going to give her what she wanted and make her the happiest woman on earth.
He cradled her face in his hands and kissed her the way a woman this rare and precious was meant to be kissed. He took his time, savoring each sweet flavor and texture her mouth had to offer. He fed her his breath while he feasted on her, showing her with lips and tongue what he had in store for the rest of her sleek body.
His skin heated until he couldn’t stand the blankets cloaking them. He shoved them aside and rolled her beneath him, pinning her to the mattress. She tried to get the upper hand and fight her way to the top, but he wasn’t having any of it. He liked her beneath him, all soft and writhing with need.
She was naked. He needed to be, too. Their skin was meant to be touching, as often and as much as possible. Who was he to deny either of them that pleasure?
He moved off her just enough to rid himself of his jeans. By the time he did, she had slid over him, straddling his thighs.
His erection rose in front of her, thick, dark and throbbing. The tip was shiny with pre-cum, proof of his lack of control when it came to this woman. He’d wanted her for far too long to hold himself back now.
Indecision warred on her face as she stared at his cock.
He hoped she hadn’t changed her mind, because if she had, he was still going to take her. Lyka was his. It was time she understood exactly what that meant.
Chapter 25
Ronan skidded to a stop outside of an airport.
She was in there. Somewhere.
He parked his van and rushed inside, following the call of her blood in his veins. He’d made it almost all the way across the parking lot when he felt her move again, only this time the sensation was bizarre. He’d never felt anything like it before.
She was moving toward him, but she was also . . . above him.
Ronan’s woman had boarded a plane and was flying away from him.
A large jet buzzed by overhead, and he knew that she was on it, completely out of reach.
A sense of failure and loss swept through him, but he reined it in enough to plan his next move. Just because she was flying away didn’t mean he couldn’t still find her.
He hurried inside and checked the terminals for recent takeoffs. He made note of the destinations of those flights and went to the ticket counter.
Ronan wasted no time trying to convince the young woman across the counter to help him. He simply exerted his will over her, took control of her mind and compelled her to print him a copy of the manifest of every flight that had left in the past ten minutes.
Something she did must have triggered an alarm, because there were several uniformed men converging on his location.
Rather than spend precious energy trying to stop them from coming after him, he simply ducked behind a thick column that held up the vast ceiling and shielded himself from human sight. By the time he was on the other side of the column, he was completely invisible to every person around.
Hiding