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Hedown hard and taking hilove He held her tight and flipped the hirasp her hip
"Faith" It was a warning she responded to by dragging her nails down his back and biting hard on his shoulder
Growling low in his throat, he thrust into her Deep And again
She was liquid fire in his bloodstream, sheer woed sparks of white lightning
Faith lay in Vaughn’s arms and listened to his heartbeat Real, true, steady, it anchored her But despite that and the fact that it was close to dawn, her mind continued to race She had to see the neorld in which she lived Unlike for the changeling as thein her life, the mental plane was as much a reality for her as the earth and the sky, the trees and the forest
She’d rather knohether that plane was barren, and she’d do it while Vaughn was asleep She didn’t ever want to hurt hi that it wounded her to not be part of the PsyNet, cut off from a facet of her existence that was central to her identity as a Psy
Closing her eyes on one plane, she opened them on another But she couldn’t step out, couldn’t bear to face the endless darkness
"Open your eyes, Faith Look at the Web of Stars"
How had he knohat she was doing? He wasn’t Psy But he was herpoised on the doorstep of her mind His ansas a kiss placed carefully on the pulse at the curve of her neck
Finding strength from the power of that simple caress, she took the next step and looked There were no stars on black velvet, no isolated lights burning like blades, no black spaces Her breath rushed out of her Not because this place was barren, but because it wasn’t There was color everywhere, ht and teased the eye with quicksilver speed
Heart thudding, she looked past the stunning beauty that threatened to hold her spellbound and found Vaughn’s olden, wild and passionate A fragile-seeold thread linked her to him, but she knew it to be unbreakable When she looked further, she saw that he was linked to a central mind by another thread, but that thread was different froether
Her Psy mind was at home here It somehow understood that the other bond could be broken That it wasn’t, was its strength More h to sustain her without draining anyone More than enough These y, it was as if each wasinside her most secret heart, she searched for the source of those brilliant, beautiful sparks that she, a child raised in the dark, had never iht exist
She found it shielded below the central mind, as if the unique sentience that created such beauty needed le glance, she knew that this entle, that it would never do any harm, never kill
Astonished by the explosion of color and life in her new psychic world, a world that for all its snant, she withdrew and opened her eyes in the physical world "The colors It’s Sascha, isn’t it?"
"I can’t see what you see, Red," Vaughn pointed out "But she’s an empath"
"I don’t knohat that is" But she had a lifetihn, how can this Web exist? The other " And Psy knowledge said that changelings didn’t have the capacity to maintain psychic links Of any kind
He nuzzled at her before kissing her again She wasn’t averse to hi himself Not when she remained shell-shocked from the Net separation
"It has to do with the blood oath the sentinels take We don’t knoorks - we’d forgotten it even existed"
Vaughn had never been this content It was as if apart of hi without but, now that he’d found it, the loss of which he’d never survive Faith was inside of him, held in the core of his anith he had If she saw their bond on the level of the th and the purity
She ran a hand through his hair and he purred against her, asking forhim without words It was part of the bond, but it was also because she wanted to knoanted to please hi else
Yet a sadness lingered in her and he knehy "You’re thinking about Marine"
"We have to stop him"
"I’ll call Pack"
"Pack?"
"You’re one of us They’ll want to help"