Enchantment (16 page)

H
i
s body
reacted
to
eve
r
y
t
h
i
ng about her,
and
he was
on
the verge
of
losing
control. The
s
oft give
of
her
breasts
against
his
chest
stirred
an
unspoken
e
m
o
t
ion.
He
could
feel
th
e
m
burn
into his
flesh.
His
p
o
wer
intensified
like
a
stor
m
,
and
the
air
around
th
e
m
snapped
and
s
parkled
with electri
c
i
t
y
.
He
was
a
dam
rea
d
y
to
burst.
The
m
agi
c
al
power
coursed
through
his
tr
e
m
bling
m
uscles.

H
i
s
heightened
e
m
o
t
ions
spurred
the
creature
on
inside
hi
m
.
The
beast
roared
in
his
head, de
m
anding
fulfil
l
m
e
nt.
His
fingers
lengthened,
bending
into
claws.
For
a
m
ome
n
t,
his
vision blurred.
He
knew
his
e
y
e
s
would
now
r
e
s
e
m
ble
burnt
gold.
H
i
s
j
a
w
clenched
and
he
bit
his tongue.
He
e
m
b
r
aced
the
pain,
hoping
it
would
sl
o
w
his
bo
d
y
’
s
need
for
transfor
m
a
tion.
The
m
et
a
ll
i
c
taste
of
blood
pooling
in
his
m
outh
provided
on
l
y
m
inor
satisfaction.
His
perfect
l
y placed
teeth
had
disappeared.
Razor
-
s
harp
points
gle
a
m
ed
m
en
a
cing
l
y
in
their
place. Flinging
his head
back,
he
could
s
m
ell the
sweet
scent
of
her
blood
calling to
him
like
a
rare
aphrodisiac.

W
h
a
t is wrong with
me?

He
s
wallowed
against
the
bitter
taste
of
fear
on
his
tongue.
Shifting
had
never
been
b
e
y
o
nd his
control.
N
ow
he
was
changing.

My
inner
dragon
awakened
by
its
mate?
No.
S
u
rely
not...
It
couldn’t
be.

Forcing
hi
m
self
to
focus
he
pushed
aside
his
own
confusion,
desperate
to
regain
his
m
ore hu
m
anoid
for
m
,
lest
he
frighten
her.

Kerrigan focused on his
breathing,
struggling to
take slow, deep
breaths. He closed
his
e
y
es, still
holding
her
w
rists
above
her
head
and
pinning
her
legs
to
the
bed.
Mental
l
y
,
he
co
m
man
d
ed his
m
agic
to
dissipate.

Slowl
y
,
he
opened
his
e
y
es.
With
the
force
of
a
sledgeh
a
m
mer,
he
felt
the
kick
of
desire
all the
w
a
y
to
his
s
oul.
Pale
lips opened
on
a
silent gasp.
Eve
r
y
instinct within
his
body
cla
m
o
r
ed for him
to
s
oothe
her,
to
ease
her
fears.

He
bent
his
head,
tr
y
i
n
g
to
gain
control
of
his
spiraling
e
m
o
tions.

Breathe.
In.
O
ut.

Slowl
y
, he
raised
his
e
y
es, w
i
shing
it
were
all a
drea
m
.

The
m
ost
un
u
sual
pair
of
lavender
-
colored
e
y
e
s
stared
back
at
hi
m
,
speaking
vol
u
m
es.
She w
a
s
terrified.
Who
could
bla
m
e
he
r
?
Dragons
didn’t
exist,
but
n
o
w
she
had
one
holding
her d
o
wn.
Ok
a
y
,
he
w
a
s
on
l
y
half
dragon
at
the
m
oment,
but
he
could
see
the
look
of
horror
on
her beautiful
face.

A
nger
r
o
se,
engulfing
the
passion
of
the
m
oment
before.
He
could
feel
the
tenta
c
les
of
self- loathing
w
rapping
around
his
control,
m
ocking
h
i
m
.
“Control,
Kerrigan.
Keep
it
under
control,” he
m
u
t
tered.
P
ushing
past
the
anger,
he
focused
on
soothing
the
wo
m
an
beneath
hi
m
.

“Shh,
I have no intentions
of har
m
ing
y
o
u
.
You were
struggling,
so I didn’t want
y
o
u
to hurt
y
o
urs
e
lf
again.
I’m
going
to
slowly
release
y
o
ur ar
m
s and
stand
up.”

Kerrigan
searched
her
face
for
understanding.
Releasing
her
wrists,
he
stood,
and straightened
to
his
full
height.

* * * *

The
m
ome
n
t
his
weight
left
her
bo
d
y
,
Meeka
gasped
for
air
and
s
hoved
herself
backward, sla
m
mi
n
g
her bo
d
y
into
the headboard. She quick
l
y pulled
her knees
up to her chest and scanned the
roo
m
, w
i
shing
s
he
were
invisible
from
his
p
r
y
i
ng e
y
es.