A Whisper of Eternity - By Amanda Ashley Page 0,89

were of dark oak - a white runner covered the middle aisle. There were bouquets of white silk roses on the altar; white candles burned in gold sconces on the walls.

The blonde smiled up at Dominic. "Good luck, honey," she purred, and sashayed out of the chapel.

A tall man with a shock of thick white hair passed the blonde on his way into the room, followed by two witnesses.

He glanced down at a paper in his hand. "Dominic St. John? Tracy Ann Warner?"

"Yes," Dominic said.

Nodding, the minister took his place at the altar. "Join hands, please."

Dominic tookTracy 's hand in his. His gaze never left her face as she said the words that made her his wife "until death do you part."

"And now, you may kiss the bride."

Dominic lifted her veil and then, gazing deep into her eyes, he whispered, "I will love and protect you so long as you draw breath."

And then he kissed her.
Chapter 28
"Where would you like to spend your honeymoon?"

Tracylooked up at her new husband. They were standing outside the chapel, shopping bags in hand. "Anywhere you want, so long as they have a great big bed."

Dominic hailed a cab and after a wild ride though traffic worse than anything she had ever encountered on the freeways ofCalifornia , they arrived at Caesar's Palace. With a name like that, it wasn't surprising that the motif was Roman. There was a large pool outside, with fountains and statues everywhere.

She wasn't sure what magic Dominic worked at the desk. Probably the same sort of enchantment he had worked at the wedding chapel, she decided. Whatever spell he used, it worked and the next thing she knew, they were being led to a suite in thePalaceTowers and Dominic was carrying her across the threshold.

He kicked the door closed with his heel; then, letting her body slide down the front of his, he set her on her feet, his dark eyes glowing. Whispering, "Mine at last," he captured her lips with his.

It was a kiss like no other she had ever known. Tender yet possessive, gentle yet ardent, it went through her like wildfire, making her heart pound and her blood run hot.

His hands moved over her, his nimble fingers unfastening her gown, lifting it over her head. Her shoes and stockings followed, leaving her clad in only her bra and panties.

She shivered as he stroked her bared flesh, all her senses coming vibrantly alive.

Murmuring "My turn," she slipped his jacket off his shoulders and down his arms and tossed it aside. His white silk shirt quickly followed. She noted, in passing, that he didn't wear a T-shirt.

Her fingers were trembling as she removed his belt, unzipped his trousers to reveal a pair of black bikini briefs. She removed his shoes and socks and he stepped out of his trousers.

Pausing, she drew back to look at him. He was beautifully made, from his broad shoulders and trim waist to his long legs. She had expected his body to be pale, though she wasn't sure why. Instead, his body and legs were the same warm, golden shade of brown as his face and arms.

She felt her cheeks grow hot under his regard.

"You are lovely," he murmured. "More lovely than I have ever seen you."

His fingertips traced the curve of her breast, slid down her belly, sending shivers in their wake.

His gaze met hers. "Mine," hesaid, his voice husky. "Mine, at last."

And sweeping her into his arms, he carried her into the bedroom, placed her on the bed, and stretched out beside her.

Tracyran her hands over his shoulders. "Tell me."

"I love you, my best beloved one," he said, his voice thick, "as I have always loved you.As I will always love you."

Warmth filled her heart. "I love you, too.So much."

He drew her close, raining kisses over her face, her breasts. Her bra and panties and his briefs seemed to disappear as if by magic and she reveled in the sensory pleasure of bare skin against bare skin. His was cool beneath her palms. She tested the strength of his arms, measuredthe with of his shoulders, ran her fingertips over his muscular chest and hard, flat belly. He gasped as her exploration continued downward, and then he was rising over her, his dark gray eyes glowing with desire as he claimed the prize he had won time and again throughout the centuries; a prize that had never been sweeter than it was now, when she knew the truth of their past lives together,