Page 19 of Shadows Ascend (Remnant Archives #2)

"Because I think the same every time I look at you.

" With great restraint, I kissed her lips softly, retracting my fangs, and rubbing my mouth against hers.

“I know you have more fears," I whispered to her.

"Confess them from this gorgeous delicious mouth so that I may either purge them from your soul forever or keep them until you have the strength to face them yourself. "

Her eyes fluttered closed and she leaned further into me.

"Riella has no power to defend herself, I have no shadows to protect her, you are no longer connected to Ethereal, and I can't…

I can't even think of you half dead laying in those tombs, Emon.” Her lip quivered, “I don't know another way to prevent the soulless sleep from taking you without taking your own soul.”

I kissed her eyelids. "Do you not think me formidable enough, now that the cat is gone?"

Her eyes shot open, her hair blowing across her beautiful face in the soft night wind, "Of course not.

Never would I think such a thing. You are a powerful shifter…

even in irons, I've seen what you are capable of.

" She shivered and shook her head. "Ethereal is …

was a destroyer but you, Emon, you feel like life.

Life that is too precious to lose to death. "

Exhaling the relief I felt that she did not doubt me, I brushed back her hair, “Then you shall never lose me. Nothing is more powerful than us together, Remnant. Nothing.”

Her arms clutched at me as I licked at the fluttering of her pulse, breathlessly her words spilled out of her in a hushed whisper—perhaps it wasn't silence that spilled fears from my soulmate after all.

All that was needed was carefully crafted seduction we both could enjoy.

“We don't know what is in The Well, Emon, what trials we will face. What if it is a mistake bringing Riella with us, we can hardly protect ourselves.”

“Can you not wield a sword? Were you not a war general of an entire fucking continent? Am I not the king of shifters, still strong and a worthy bait?"

I snickered at the last part, licking her skin again and groaning at the taste of the lingering stardust—it was the exact flavor I thought it would be, my new favorite sweet treat that only my soulmate could fulfill.

"There is no safer place for our daughter than at our side,” I continued, “besides we are more than our power and even so, that is not what makes us formidable—our love is, and no one can take that from us.

Fucking no one." Hooking my claw on the low button of her silk shift, I popped it open, brushing the soft material aside to reveal her pale defined shoulder, the swirls of ink beckoning my lips to trail along its secret path.

“Vengeful souls are unpredictable with no honor, they have no need of such restraints,” she continued her confessions rapidly while I continued to rip open the buttons on her shirt one at a time, my mouth trailing over every inch of gorgeous skin that was revealed before descending on her breast.

Groaning, I waited for her hands to bury in my hair, her nails raking against my scalp as I suckled her. “We are fae,” I whispered against her hard swollen nipple, licking it and loving the fucking sweet whisper of my name on her lips that was half begging and half praying.

Growling, I ripped the rest of her shirt from her body, smoothly dropping to my knees, her hips held firmly in my hands while I peered up at her through the hair that had fallen across my eyes .

Raking it back, the multiple moons of Sheol highlighting the beautiful fire in her eyes, she smirked at me, “What exactly are you about, shifter?”

“Making my soulmate’s daydreams come true,” I winked up at her, then licked the smooth skin of her belly, watching it clench with the slow draw of my tongue before drawing my nose from her naval lower.

“Emon?”

“Hmm,” I growled, inhaling the sweet desire between her legs that I knew would taste the same as the candied stardust on her skin.

Wrenching my head back, she grinned down at my petulant snarl—like a faeling having his candy taken away. “I believe in my daydream you were naked on your knees, shifter.”

I chuckled, shaking her grip from my hair and nipping at her hand. “Indeed.”

I was a blur of movement. Quickly shedding my clothes, I knelt before her again, this time taking in every exquisite detail of her bared moonlit body.

Breathing heavily, I rubbed the faint stubble of my beard against her soft skin, "Your father was right about one thing," I whispered.

"You are a goddess—my fucking goddess." I kissed her upper thigh before peering up to meet her passion blown eyes, my own body shaking from holding back from her.

"I will worship you forever." The words were like a fucking vow echoing from my soul and our bond flared brightly within my chest.

"Emon," she whispered and I shivered at the way my name left her lips.

Her hand reached down to cup my face and I tilted my head into it.

Slowly, she ran it over the scruff of my beard and then reached back to cup the back of my neck.

A seductive gleam, brighter than the shooting stars across the twilight sky, flickered in her heated gaze, her voice husky when she finally spoke. “Lick.”

I had no words left to give, only a deep low growl before I buried my face between my soulmate's quivering thighs, groaning in ecstasy when the taste of her exploded on my tongue.

My last thought before I completely lost myself was that she tasted better than any cosmic stardust this realm could ever rain down upon me.