Kaderin tilted her head, then grew very still. "What are you talking about?"
"My brother's wife, Myst."
She shot to her feet. "Myst may have the morals of an alley cat, but even she wouldn't dare marry a leech."
"You do not know about this?" He frowned. "They've been wed for some time."
Kaderin was going to kick Regin's glowing ass so hard...
Myst had married... a vampire! Kaderin put her forehead in between her thumb and forefinger. "Your brother - he's the Forbearer general who freed her from the Horde prison. Wroth. Nikolai Wroth." I knew she wasn't over him!
"Yes. You've met him?" Sebastian asked.
"I've heard of him." And now that everything was becoming clearer, she realized she'd heard of Sebastian as well. The four Estonian brothers. Warlords so fierce and unyielding as humans they'd even drawn Lore attention.
They'd been fierce and unyielding - defending their people.
He studied her expression. "I wonder if this news helps my cause or hurts it?"
"I... I don't know... anything." Not anymore. So Forbearers were fair game? No, Dasha and Rika would never stand for her accepting a vampire.
"Then just tell me one thing, Kaderin. Do you ever think about me when I am away?"
Lie to him. Could she have an affair? Of the most illicit kind? Just to enjoy his responsive body for one night?
Myst had freaking married one! And Myst was a pagan like her! Kaderin doubted very seriously that General Nikolai Wroth had agreed to wed in accordance with orthodox paganism.
A bond like marriage was a huge deal for Valkyrie and for immortals in general. Until death do us part took on a whole new meaning when both parties could potentially live forever.
No, Kaderin couldn't have an affair. Not when she was Sebastian's Bride. Because he would never accept only that and she could never give him more. "Think about you? Sebastian, I'm a busy person. I don't spend a lot of time with introspection. How about I leave that up to you?"
"What does that mean?"
"Seems like all you did for three centuries was think."
He was furious, as she'd planned. "You know nothing - "
A roar sounded to their left, shaking the cave. And then, from their right, another one answered. Somewhere even farther in the distance, a third called.
They were nearing, gathering.
Here.
22
K aderin leapt forward, tackling him into the dirt.
A quick kiss, seal the deal. Get him to move the rocks. She grabbed his stunned face, then pressed her lips to him.
Quick. To get what she wanted. Stop lingering! "There. I kissed you," she said, sounding breathless. "Now, move the damned rocks - "
His hands landed heavily on her ass, forcing her against his already hard shaft. When she couldn't prevent a moan, he took one hand and clutched her nape, pulling her down. He took her mouth with his own, slipping his tongue between her lips, sweeping it against hers.
The hand on her ass moved between her legs, cupping her firmly. She gave a startled cry against his lips, and before she could stop herself, her knee shot up to allow him more access.
He groaned, rubbing and kneading her there with his big palm, his mouth slanting against hers over and over. His kiss was desperate, a night before the gallows kiss.
They were rolling in the dirt in the face of attack, both of them sweating, his sword hilt poking her hip bone, and she couldn't get enough of his taste.
He flipped her over, just as he had that morning in his castle. She wanted it as much now as she had then. "You drive me mad, Katja," he rasped. "I can think of nothing but you."
He rolled to his side, hand pinning hers above her head. He bent down to place an open-mouthed kiss on her collarbone. As his other hand dipped toward the waist of her pants, he said at her ear, "Tell me you think about me."
She might have murmured that she did think about him while he was inching that shaking hand down her belly. Was he shaking in anticipation of touching her flesh? He began pulling loose the tie on her pants, and she yanked her hands free - but not to stop him. No, she was letting him.
Only fair, she thought deliriously, since I'm stuffing my hand into his pants. With her first touch of him, she moaned. He threw his head back and yelled out, bucking into her fist. So hot, so smooth and hard. She thumbed the slit in a wet circle.
When he faced her again, his eyes were black with want.
"We've got to stop this," she whispered, even as she moved her fist on him. "These beasts... "
"Are suitably terrifying. Doubtless." He pressed a brief, hot kiss to her mouth, then met her eyes again. "Appreciate it if you'd keep... stroking."
She did. Her hand seemed magnetized to his shaft, loving when it pulsed and jerked in her palm. But even as he seemed to be losing control, he took his time with her, teasing her belly, then lower to her sex. She wanted passion, swift relief, but she got the impression that this was very important for him - that he wanted to savor every second.
Just as he was about to work his hand into her panties, he froze, palm resting low on her belly. She shimmied up to get his hand lower.
"Still," he murmured. He shook his head hard, as if clearing it. She arched her back and looked behind her.
Fifty yards away, slitted eyes the size of footballs glowed green in the dark.
He exhaled. "I've seen better timing."
"You have such a gift for understatement." Whose amused tone was that? She was in a sweltering cavern with vicious dragons about to be breathing down on them and a vampire's big fingers inches from being worked inside her. "And you don't seem suitably terrified."
Chapter 15
Her fight to keep from grinning ended when he said, "I'm sorry, Bride. I have to trace you from here."
She snatched her hand from his pants and his from hers, then rolled away.
"I can fight them while you push the rocks." Back on her feet, she retied her pants, then unsheathed her sword.
The largest basilisk edged closer, no doubt thinking them trapped. Basilisks had a waddling gait that was completely misleading - a biological advantage that served to make prey docile. The tunnel wasn't wide enough for more than one to pass, but when they got into the chamber, they could charge them at once.
Sebastian stood as well. "That is not how this will work."
"I freaking kissed you! If I get into trouble, then you can trace me, but just try the rocks. Or you break our deal."
"For another kiss, then. Later. We need to finish what we've started here - "
"You're curb-boosting me?"