Bound to Darkness(Midnight Breed,book 13)(66) by Lara Adrian
He lowered his head. “Jesus Christ. My little sister is alive. I never thought I’d see her again.”
“Then let’s get out of here so you’ll have that chance. We both want to see you come home where you belong.”
Home. He hadn’t known the meaning of that word for a long time. If he ever really had. But now it burned in front of him like a beacon in the dark, lighting the way.
And as he looked at Carys, he knew that path would always lead to her. She was the only home he would ever need.
He pressed a kiss to her forehead, then threaded his fingers through hers. “Let’s go, love.”
He stepped away from the support of the stone wall and her sharp intake of breath made him pause. She was looking down at their feet. At the dark pool of blood that had collected beneath him where he’d stood.
“Oh, my God. Rune . . .”
“I’m okay,” he told her. But she saw through his lie. He knew that for the rest of their time together, whether it was measured in minutes or centuries, Carys would always see through him to the truth. And he didn’t want to hide anymore. “I’ll be all right once we’re out of here. I can heal when I’m home.”
“No, Rune. You can’t. You won’t heal, not from wounds like this. Not unless you get blood right now.” Her Breed instincts were already responding to the fresh red cells on the ground. Amber light sparked in the blue of her eyes. The tips of her fangs now glinted behind her parted lips. “You need to feed, Rune. The only thing that can heal this is the bond. My blood.”
Even as he growled in denial, everything Breed in him ached for what she offered.
In his heart, in his soul, Carys already was his mate. In all ways except this one. And he wanted it with her more than anything. But not now. Not like this.
He shook his head, scowling furiously. “I’ve never wanted to bond with anyone. Not until you, Carys. I sure as hell never wanted it to happen in this hellish place. With you offering your vein out of worry for me, or, fuck . . . out of pity.”
“Is that what you think I’m doing?” Anger gave her voice a sharp edge. “I love you, Rune. And if drinking from me now, in this place—under these fucked up circumstances—saves your life, then I can’t think of any better time or place to do it.”
He blew out a low chuckle in spite of his pain and doubts. “You are a stubborn female.”
“Goddamn right I am. You said you love me.”
“Christ, yes. More than anything in this world.”
“Then drink, Rune.” She didn’t give him another second to refuse.
Bringing her wrist up to her own mouth, she sank her fangs into the flesh. Blood pumped from the twin punctures, red and sweet and powerful.
The fragrance hit his senses more intensely than any drug his father or Opus Nostrum could ever hope to concoct.
He took her hand and forearm in his grasp and lowered his head over her wrist. The instant her blood hit his tongue, the rush of power was so swift and immense, he staggered back as if he’d been punched.
He’d had no idea what to expect. Nothing could have prepared him for the astonishing roar of liquid energy that coursed down his throat with each hard draw of his mouth. Carys’s strength poured into him, feeding his injured cells and tissues. Nourishing him the way no human’s blood had even come close to doing.
His veins lit up as his bond to her took root.
She had been his from the moment they’d first met.
Now, she was his forever.
He only had to prove to her—and to himself—that he could be worthy of her gift.
Carys sucked in her breath in amazement as Rune’s mouth settled over her wrist and he took the first few pulls from her veins. Seeing him feed from her was more intimate than she could have imagined, more profoundly sensual than anything she’d ever experienced.
It felt so right, her blood nourishing him, bonding him to her.
And, oh, God, it was erotic too.
The suction of his mouth, every tug of his lips and tongue, stoked a powerful heat in her core. It bloomed outward, into her veins and arteries, into each crackling nerve ending.
Her eyes were burning with desire, even as contentment poured through her while she stroked Rune’s dark head and watched him drink his fill.
She moaned when he finally stopped sucking and sealed her wounds closed with a swipe of his tongue.
He was panting as he drew away and met her gaze, his own eyes blazing like hot coals too.
“Jesus Christ,” he hissed thickly. His fangs were deadly sharp, glinting as bright as diamonds in the dim light of the tunnel. “Carys, holy fuck. That was . . .”
He didn’t seem capable of describing it. Nor did he seem to have the patience to try. With a possessive growl, he wrapped his palm around the back of her neck and pulled her to him for a fierce, hard kiss.
Love and desire swept through her like wildfire, and it was all she could do not to bury her fangs in his neck and complete their bond.
“I want that too,” he murmured against her mouth. He lifted his head and stared at her, his hot gaze filled with awe. “I can feel you inside me, love. I can feel you in my veins, in all of my senses. God, Carys . . . you’re a presence in me now that’s as bright and strong as lightning.”
He licked his lips, his amber eyes drifting to her throat. His grin was purely male and so primal it made her sex clench with yearning. “I can’t wait to do this again when I have you in bed with me.”
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