Blakeshire (Insight #9)(88)

“Obviously. I’m talking to you, aren’t I?”

“No. Today, or yesterday in the willow tree. I stopped time. I wanted to hold you longer, and I didn’t want the world to call us back. I didn’t let it go until right before we walked back to the car.”

I remembered how instantly dusk seemed to come as we left that beautiful place, as my eyes grew wide with shock. “That’s why this day has seemed to go on forever?”

“Some of that is because of the move between the dimensions, but yeah, I turned one day with you into nearly three, and I would turn it into an eternity if I didn’t fear karma.”

I definitely feared karma. Was he saying that we were alone in the world right now? That every soul had halted in order to give us this moment? Was he really that powerful? “Is this bad?”

He gripped my hips as he rolled me to my back. His hand gently caressed the side of my face as he spoke. “My queen told me if I told her no once more that she would take it as a personal insult…I am at her command…” His hand slowly moved down my side. “The hell of this world can wait until her wish is granted. Until she understands that I would move heaven and hell to grant any demand she had.”

I reached to trace his strong jawline. “I’m not sure I know how to do this…”

“Trust me. You do,” he said with a boyish smile.

“What do you know?” I asked as I playfully glared at him.

“I’m as strong as I am because of the memories I have of this act. I pull from them.”

Before I said something smart or made him prove where those memories came from, I smiled. “Lead the way, Blakeshire.”

He gently reached to close my eyes. I had seen this act in his thoughts before; I had seen it in the memories that were now mine. I knew I had to be calm. That I had to rise out of my body, and from that point natural desire would take over.

It took everything I had, but I found that peace. I found that balance, and I felt myself leave my vessel.

I never bothered to open my eyes to find him, to see if he was in or out of his body; I could sense him, feel the heat of his essence holding me. I was sure that we were lying beside our bodies, mocking the embrace that our corporeal forms had.

With a graceful ease, I pulled him to me, knowing instantly that our flesh was absent. We were soul to soul and breaths away from truly becoming one, from forming a bond that could not be broken with mere actions or words.

I felt his commanding energy sliding into mine. Fervor was birthed then. It was so hot that it was vibrating; a deep hum resonated in my soul and sent an electric sensation radiating throughout every part of me.

He moved slightly, and that one move completely submerged our essence into one. Explosions erupted with us. They were so powerful that I questioned at first if time had resumed, if the very palace itself were erupting.

As one explosion would find its end, another was created. Our souls were pulsing with a raw power that was indescribable. I could swear that I felt chains breaking away, freedom being born. I felt alive—truly alive—for the first time ever in my life.

Once the initial shock of this connection had settled, I felt our essences healing each other. The dark corners of my soul that held my negative thoughts were flooded with reassurance, and at the same time my energy swarmed through every dark corner of his soul. I felt the coldness he fought with; it was dense and deep, so deep that it would take far more time than we had on this night to repair—but I was going to make damn sure that coldness was well aware that its demise was imminent.

I would have sworn days had gone by before we pulled ourselves out of that intoxicating bliss.

Dazedly, I opened my eyes slowly to see his pensive gaze falling over me.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked gently.

I let a guilty smile absorb my face. “Are you serious right now?”

“Very,” he said as he reached to trace my bottom lip.

“You stopped the aching starvation that I have endured for far too long…”

A smile that matched the relief I felt coming from him nearly took my breath away. “Madison Marie…I’ve missed you.”

I leaned up to let my lips meet his, silently telling him that I could not agree more. We started to lose control in each other’s arms, but somehow I managed to get ahold of my senses. There was a tragedy that was frozen just outside my window. This world needed its king, and if I held him any longer tonight karma would surely have its say.

I pulled away with a gasp. “You have to go,” I said as I pushed him away.

“What’s wrong?” he breathed, clearly thinking I was pushing him away out of fear.

I pointed to the window. “How many days has this night lasted at this point?” I couldn’t hold in the sly smile that surfaced.

He grimaced playfully as a moan bellowed from his chest. “A while.”

“Blakeshire,” I said as I moved my head from side to side.

“You come first.”

“Your people need their king.”

He let out a sigh before he stole one more deep kiss from my lips. As he moved away, I playfully reached for his hand to kiss his flesh once more, but before my lips found that appeasement I noticed that his wounds were gone.

“What the hell?” I murmured.

He pulled his hand to him so he could see the lack of damage. “Where have you been, Madison Marie…?”