A LAND OF FIRE AND DARKNESS

Chapter 24

I sat curled into a ball in front of the flickering purple flames of the fireplace. The night air drifted in through the windows, supplying me with a refreshing cool breeze.

I comfortably paged through a book of wards as I sat on the grey and silver sofa.

I was completely at peace as I leaned forward and sipped on a cup of herbal tea.

The purple blaze flickered to the beat of my heart as I flipped over a page on the book.

The room faded into darkness causing my eyes to lift. The darkness receded and from the corner of the room, Delcallon stepped out of a shadow.

I was still mad at him for his behavior this morning, but as I looked at him, I could see he was troubled.

He kept his head down and his face appeared in pain, he wore a simple button shirt that was rolled up to his elbows and black pants. I could see how heavy his mercury-colored glowing eyes were.

"Delcallon?" I asked putting the book down and leaning forward, "What is wrong?"

His chest bobbed as he took in a deep breath, "I cannot watch you with Tristan."

His honesty was surprising, and as he still refused to meet my eyes, I was unsure how to react.

I stood up from the sofa and shook my head in disappointment, "So, you are jealous." I stated rather than asked in annoyance.

He did not reply, but his eyes finally did drift to mine. The internal struggle that lingered behind those glowing Highvarion eyes was evident.

"I am not yours, Delcallon," I whispered with barely any strength as I stared at his beautiful face.

He stepped towards me, "No, you are not mine." He purred causing my mouth to water. He strode towards me and I stumbled back a few steps until I pressed my palms against a wardrobe.

He stepped in closer though until his face was inches from mine. His arms caged me in on either side of the wardrobe causing my heart to race through my rib cage.

What was he doing?

"But," He purred as he traced my face with his eyes, "You do not have to be mine to let me make you feel good." His lips dipped down and brushed my cheek causing my core to moisten.

His lips on my skin felt incredible, and I found myself stretching my neck out to allow him to trace his lips down my jaw.

"Delcallon." I tried to take control of the situation, but my body was betraying me. I wanted him and it was taking every stubborn force to try and stop him.

His lips traced up to my ear, "I love it when you call me by my name."

I released a shaky breath as I brought my palm up to press against his chest. "Delcallon," I repeated with a stronger tone.

He leaned slightly back before wrapping one hand around my hand on his chest. The gesture was so loving and kind it caused my chest to heave as I looked up at him.

"Please do not make me stop." He asked with a soft tone.

My lips parted as I tilted my chin up to him. I did not want to stop him.

His lips curved up at my faint invitation and his face dipped towards mine. I waited eagerly as lips finally found mine.

The moment he made contact a fire inside me lit causing my body to immediately react. My fingers laced into his hair as his hands gripped around my waist. Darkness and fire mixed as my lips parted allowing his tongue to find mine.