Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 63214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
“Dreamed.”
“Why are you on my land?”
“Technically, it’s mine.”
“Technically.”
“I never left it to anyone, when I killed myself.”
I stiffened. “I don’t understand.”
“We don’t have time for you to understand.”
“Why not?”
“We only have until you wake up.” He let go and walked over to the wings. “Your fingers are enchanted. They make the most stunning creations.”
I stared at him in shock. “Wake up?”
“Yes, you’re sleeping.” The wings soared to his back and attached. A flash flickered around him. Power snapped. The wings flapped back and forth behind him as if he’d been born with them.
Wind whipped through my hair. “I’m dreaming?”
“Yes.” Remy directed his sapphires at me and explored me with his gaze. “I know you’re scared, but don’t be. I’m here now. I whisper your name sometimes into the wind when you’re out here, all alone and crying. Do you ever hear me?”
I blinked my eyes in shock. “No.”
He stepped to me. His wings spread out. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to him. And then that cold skin shifted to heat and his muscular body warmed against mine. “That’s okay. The next time you cry, I will whisper your name. And you’ll stop just like that.”
“Why?”
“Because then you’ll be thinking of this night and slipping your hands into your panties.”
“W-what?”
In a blur of movement, he captured my waist and lifted us into the air.
I screamed, “Oh, God!”
We rose higher.
“Holy fuck! I’m afraid of heights and things in the air and shit!!” I climbed his body like a crazy person, latching my legs around his waist and clasping my hands onto his huge shoulders. “Put me down!”
“I won’t drop you.”
“You better not!” I hid my face into his icy neck.
“This is a dream.”
“It better fucking be or I’m going to kick your ass!”
“I won’t drop you.” He hugged me closer to him.
The wings flapped and slapped against the wind. We lifted higher, flying away from my yard. The tops of snow-covered trees ran under our feet. So high, I smelled the stars’ sweet fragrance—juniper berries and peach nectar, the sugary scent of vanilla swimming in spicy darkness.
Raising us higher, he chuckled and stared into my eyes. “When I was human, I always wanted to fly.”
Shivering and fearing we would fall, I focused all my attention on him. “When were you human?”
“Many years ago.” He pointed to a tree at the top of a hill and we flew that way. “I hung myself over here.”
“Wait a minute. You’re the previous owner?” I tensed against him. “The realtor told me something about a suicide.”
“Yes, I killed myself.”
The cold wind whipped through my curls, freezing my skin and causing shivers. “Why did you kill yourself?”
“Long story.”
“Give me a summary.”
“It was mainly over a broken heart and because of that, my spirit remained on earth in a parallel realm.” He lowered us to the ground. “My friends and I call it the spirit world since no one has ever told us the name.”
“Spirit world?”
“There’s so much that I could explain. To even describe the spirit world to you would take years. All I can say is that power moves together and we’re all connected to it.”
I climbed down from him. “And you could see me from there?”
“Yes, it changed everything.”
“How?”
“I used to spend my days searching for heaven. I think that’s what we are supposed to do, after we die, if we don’t find it while we’re alive.”
“Search for heaven?”
“Yes. But then, I saw you and I didn’t care about heaven anymore. I stopped looking.”
I backed up. “Can you do that? Can you just stop looking?”
“I don’t know. I never found heaven or hell, just this place where I’m here, but I’m not. Where I can see and smell you, but not talk or touch you. In some ways, maybe I did find hell.” His wings curled behind him. “None of that matters. Tonight, we explore each other. Tonight, you touch me the way you did when you carved me. You moaned when you slid your knife against the ice. Do you remember?”
Hunger bloomed at the center of my thighs. “This is all too much.”
“This is only the beginning.” He captured my waist and placed his lips upon mine, consuming me. His kiss drummed down into my bones, shaking my entire body. I melted into his hard muscle. My panties wet. My ears ached to hear his voice. My pussy was hungry and so ready.
“Yes, Faith. This is what I prayed for.” He tore away at my shirt. “I didn’t pray for my soul. Instead, I begged the universe to let me touch you, just once.”
The gown ripped from my body. All those tiny sparkling snowflakes turned to liquid in his hands. My garment spilled onto the ground in front of me. Naked, I remained warm, even though snow fell around us.
“Captivating.” He explored my hands like a virgin who’d never seen a woman before. Every detail of my flesh he touched, lapped at, and tested, sampling my taste and nibbling my skin. He licked the tips of my nipples. “You’re perfect.”