Lover Uncloaked (Stealth Guardians #1) - By Unknown Page 0,77

cock and into her body. With it, a spear of energy surged into her, the Stealth Guardian’s virta, making her body shimmer in a golden light. In the same instant, she screamed out her release, her muscles contracting around him.

Slowly, they floated back down, the fog around them vanishing, and the room reappearing.

He looked down at her and into her stunned eyes.

“Oh, my God!” she whispered, then looked at her arms, inspecting them. “I’m glowing.” She stared at him, a thousand questions reflecting in her eyes.

“Yes, and you’ll glow for a few hours like that.”

“What did you do to me?” There was no accusation in her voice, only curiosity.

“When a Stealth Guardian makes love the ancient way, his energy flows into his partner. It will stay there for hours after lovemaking.”

“Why?”

“Because of this.” He grinned and shifted, pulling his cock back and then plunging back inside. A gasp was her answer as her eyelids fluttered and shudders went through her sensitive body. “As long as you glow, the slightest touch by me will give you another orgasm. A Stealth Guardian takes care of his woman.”

“I’ll never survive this,” she said in disbelief.

He laughed out loud and threw his head back. “You will, Leila, because while you glow you’re nearly as strong as I am.” He paused and winked mischievously. “And nearly as insatiable.”

“So there is an ulterior motive to this glowing trick. You want to make sure your women don’t get tired of sex.”

“Well, I did mention earlier that I was selfish, did I not?”

She smiled back at him and licked her lips, her pink tongue so enticing that he felt more blood rush to his cock. “What happens when you make a woman glow who’s already insatiable to begin with?”

His heart made a somersault at her seductive remark. “It makes for a very, very wild night. Without sleep, without rest, and without regret.”

Leila batted her eyelashes at him and slid her hand behind his head, pulling him to her. “Then let’s see if I’m really almost as strong as you.”

Before he knew what she was planning to do, she’d flipped him on his back and was on top of him.

He smirked. “Maybe I should have thought twice about making you glow.”

Slowly she began to ride him, moving up and down on his shaft, her muscles squeezing him harder now than before, an effect of the power he’d poured into her.

“Or maybe not,” he conceded and pulled her head to him for a kiss. “Ride me, my beautiful Leila.”

***

Leila felt amazing, free, powerful, and above all fearless. All of a sudden, all her fear had dissipated, dissolved into nothing, into meaningless thoughts that had no place in her body now—a body that felt reenergized and elevated, lifted from its ordinary life to something so different, she had a hard time putting it into words.

When Aiden had come inside of her and her entire body had all of a sudden started to glow, she’d felt an instant surge of power inside her, making her feel as if she could run a marathon and win it. But that wasn’t even the most amazing thing about it. More importantly, she’d suddenly seen a tiny glimpse of his soul, of the vulnerable man inside. It had been so fleeting that she’d dismissed it as impossible. Yet when he’d explained to her that he’d shared his power with her, she’d realized that he must have shared more—even more than he thought he had.

That knowledge wiped out her mistrust in him. And at the same time, it brought forward the guilt about what she was still hiding from him. Even now, as she was on top of him, impaled on his rock-hard cock, the pendant that contained the last copy of her research data hung around her neck. It felt as if it burned there against her flesh, urging her to tell him the truth. To confess.

But at the same time she remembered what he’d said to her earlier, that all her data must be destroyed. For the sake of her parents, she couldn’t let it happen. She had to hold onto the hope that maybe soon he’d understand, that maybe after a night in each other’s arms they would grow closer. Then she could ask him to reconsider, to help her find a way to keep her research alive.

Tomorrow, she promised herself, tomorrow I’ll tell him.

Tonight was meant for lovemaking and nothing else. Her body was primed for it, her own desire for him, coupled