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The artifacts There were four, and each was needed to locate, and thereby destroy, Pandora’s box, saving him and his friends from certain death Besides decapitation and other violent de that could separatethe then-crazed de world This wo Eye and the Cage of Compulsion--yet she expected the Lords to be upset that Amun, a Lord himself, was near theht he was a…Hunter?
Like…her? Al that disgust, al that anger directed at the Lords…the notion seemed likely But, if she knew him, why didn’t she knohat--he was? And if she was a Hunter, ould his friends have placed her inside his rooaze skidded to the hole in the walMaybe his friends didn’t know she was here But…
She thought she knew hinized her At least somewhat He knew her name
Haidee Could picture her face softened by sleep, so lovely He knew they’d met somewhere, interacted in some way, but not where or when
For once, his de, and his weakened condition wasn’t helping Maybe she had tricked hi they’d ain, how? Why? The artifacts?
Would anyone except a Hunter be after them?
His stomach twisted into little knots There was only one way to find out the truth about this beautiful woman whose presence alone both erous, the possible consequences severe
He didn’t want to go that route, but he didn’t feel he had any other choice Norhts of those around him; so far, he’d heard none of hers, despite the fact that she could hear his
Therefore, he needed to deepen the connection between theht possess and peek into her limpse her memories
Amun would be careful He wouldn’t let his deest complication of al
Secrets liked to play, to stealbut static Amun would pul away the moment the fiend tried to do so Unless she proved to be a Hunter, of course; then al bets were off
Gritting his teeth against the pain he knew he’d feel, Amun lifted his arms Gods, the sharp lance, the burn, worse than he’d expected When he’d reached high enough, he al owed his hands to fal onto Haidee’s shoulders
"Stop whatever you’re doing," she ad yourself"
Just that sroan inside his head Need…a moment Must…
"Must? What do you need, baby? Tel ain She’d "take care" of it, of him, as if she cared
Truly cared He couldn’t soften, no matter how much he liked the way she treated hi him He’d just requested her aid for her possible downfal
Did she have any idea what he could do?
"You getting kinky on me?" she asked with a chuckle She probably meant to distract him from his pain
She did, just not the way she’d intended Her jest had his gaze fastening on her lips, iue inside hisbetween his legs
Damn it! Just…need…temples
"Okay, okay I’l help you"
No, she didn’t know Her fingers wrapped around his wrists, so cool, so welcome--so steady--and lifted without any hesitation No questions about his motives, his intentions
She trusted him absolutely When his hands reached her te skin-to-skin contact
"Like this?"
Yes Such faith Too hted It was a trick to distract him, surely
Her lashes fluttered closed, and she nibbled on her lush bottoain his body reacted He wanted those teeth on hi up and down on his shaft He wanted her hands reaching out, tugging at his bal s He wanted her tongue flicking over the slit of his erection, tasting
I need to get laid, he told himself darkly
The corner of Haidee’s lips quirked "Do you now? I’m invited, I hope," she said with husky entreaty
Shit She’d heard And she wanted to join hi theet he needed to learn about her and si, purposely distracting him as he’d suspected
"I won’t if you won’t," she said with a war sex"
Da to hiht
How did his friends stand him? He constantly read their raphic
--contemplation They rarely chastised him, however, and never ured they didn’t care They s froh No way they liked his ability