from losing his love.”
“But the stars have revealed their destinies.”
That dark stare swung back to her. “Do you believe that? I mean, do you actually think that the alignment of a bunch of disinterested planets a million light-years away should be used as a map for people’s lives? I don’t.”
“It has been the way for generations,” she said in a hollow voice.
“Doesn’t make it right. In fact, that makes it even more offensive. Think of how much has been ruined.”
maichen’s chest got tight as he spoke out loud things that she had been thinking about … ever since she had learned many years ago that the male she was to mate had found his fate so distasteful that he had escaped the Territory under threat of death and upon punishment of expulsion.
“Enough with this talk,” he said. “It isn’t what we came here for. Is it.”
Her eyes shifted to his under her mesh. “No, it is not.”
His stare went to her robing, as if in his mind, he was getting her naked already.
Her heart started to hammer again, her palms growing sweaty. “I must have you know that I haven’t … I am not…”
“Neither have I.”
She recoiled. She couldn’t help it. He was just so masculine, so beautiful of form, so …
“Change your mind?” he clipped out. “Not sexy, is it—”
“How is that possible,” she blurted. “You’re so phearsom.”
There was a pause. And then without warning, he threw back his head and laughed. The sound was so unexpected and … captivating … she nearly pulled back in surprise again.
When he leveled his eyes on her once more, he smiled for the first time. And he took her breath away.
“That is the nicest compliment I have ever received.”
She felt herself break into a smile under the mesh—but then as he grew serious once more, she did, too.
There would be no going back, she thought. If she didn’t leave now, before he took her hood off … she was not going to go until the deed was done.
maichen’s hands lifted to her masking, her decision made.
Gripping the bottom of the mesh, she began to raise it. Anxiety made her heart skip beats, but she didn’t slow; she didn’t stop.
Planets should not rule the choices of the quick or the legacies of the dead, she thought as the cooler air hit her throat, her jaw … her mouth.
She was choosing this.
She was choosing him.
FIFTY-FOUR
iAm felt like he was suspended in time as maichen’s face was revealed inch by inch. Her lips were full and deep red, her skin smooth and slightly darker than his, her cheeks wide and high—
He stopped being able to form a thought as her eyes were uncovered.
Deeply set and with heavy lashes, they were a brilliant peridot green. But then again, she was in high emotion and that was a sign of it, something that the stares of Shadows did.
Maybe his were that way, too.
And then there was her hair. Tightly waved, it flowed from the crown of her head and covered her shoulders and beyond. It was so long that he couldn’t see where it ended.
She was, quite simply, the most extraordinary thing he had ever seen.
She was both exotic, because he had been living among humans for so long and had missed the features of his people—and completely normal, because her beauty and her coloring were so much like his own.
“It is a crime to keep you covered,” he breathed.
The blush that ran up from her throat made his fangs descend, and his hands curled from the need to touch her.
“In truth?” she whispered.
“On my blood.”
As if his regard gave her courage, she put the mesh aside, and continued with her uncovering, releasing the simple brass clasp at her collarbone and letting the first layer of robes fall from her shoulders.
She was delicately built, but she was all female, and as much as he tried not to linger on what her body looked like, his eyes refused to go anywhere else.
That flickering pulse at the side of her neck was an invitation to bite.
The swell of her breasts was an entreaty to touch.
The scent of her sex was a call to be answered.
iAm swallowed the curse that wanted to escape from his mouth. She was too much, too beautiful, too alive. His heart was pounding and his cock was hard as marble behind his fly.
He wished he’d had a drink before he’d come here.
Or six.
“You’re hungry,” she whispered.
“Yes.”
“Would you care to take my…”
He couldn’t believe where she