Caress The Dark God [Scions of the Ankh 2] (Siren Publishing Classic)

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by Toni L. Meilleur


  He could feel the surprise in her mind. In due time she would learn that she shared quite a few of his abilities. But right now … He merged with her mind, feeling what she felt as he made love to her. It only heightened his pleasure. He pulled out of her, knowing what she wanted. Quickly she got on her hands and knees on the bed and waited impatiently until he entered her again. He marveled at the roundness of her bottom and dug his fingers into the firm, supple globes, pulling her closer against him. She moaned and he flexed his hips forward as she wiggled her hips, trying to accommodate his length.

  Slowly he pumped into her and picked up pace as her body adjusted to him in this position. Lightning pierced the sky and she looked back at him. Her long hair fluttered freely in the wind, her eyes two dark funnels as she gazed at him with desire-drugged eyes. He knew his power shone in his eyes as well. They locked gazes as he leaned over her and caressed her breasts. She rose up, her back now flush to his chest. She turned her head enough for him to kiss her. One arm locked across her stomach, the other tweaked her nipple as he continued to pump into her. Her breathing became hitched and he knew she was close to finding her pleasure.

  She broke the kiss as she chose instead to look into his dark gaze as she came. The most beautiful expression froze onto her face as her body shuddered violently from her orgasm. A second later his hot seed spilled inside of her, and it was all he could do not to collapse from the sheer force of it. “I love you, Anubis,” she said softly as she reached up and took his hand in hers. No one had ever looked at him like that, no one had ever told him he was loved in this way.

  “I love you as well, Tessa.” He could barely get the words out. Together they collapsed upon the bed. The wind died down and the lightning had ceased.

  “We can’t do that every time we make love,” Anubis stated.

  “What?”

  “Have you not noticed we bring a storm to Cairo every time we make love?”

  “Oh, yeah, that,” Tessa said thoughtfully. “So I can do that too, huh?”

  “Apparently so. I will teach you to control it.”

  “What? It seems as if you barely have it under control.”

  Anubis laughed. “Well, we shall have to learn to control it together. I’ve never had a siren move me to such complete abandon before.”

  “Perhaps we should relegate our lovemaking to your other abode,” Tessa suggested.

  “I agree.” It was a good idea, at least until they could control the manifestation of their passion. “You wouldn’t mind being in such a place, Tessa?” Anubis worried for just a second about Tessa being in the land of the dead.

  “I don’t mind it as long as you’re there. Besides, I would like to see what you do there.”

  “Well I assure you there is a lot of work waiting for me. Teremun has caused many deaths. There are a multitude of souls to judge.”

  “Can I come?” Tessa looked at him hopefully.

  “It can be quite boring at times,” Anubis warned. When it appeared that Tessa was undaunted, he rose from the bed. “There are certain protocols during judgments.” He summoned a gown to him that he had made long ago when he began his search for a mate. It was as black as ink and tied at the shoulders, elbows and wrists. He had added the gold-corded belt in case his mate would want a splash of color.

  “Osiris demands we maintain a formal stance in our duties, so if you are to accompany me I would prefer that you wear this.” He held up the dress for her to see. She paled as she stared at it.

  “What is the matter?” Alarm went through Anubis. “I can have another fashioned if you do not like this one.”

  “No, it’s perfect,” she breathed, getting up from the bed to join him. She approached the dress as if it were some magical item. “It’s a dream come true, literally.” She fingered the dress and looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

  “Correction, love, you are a dream come true.” Finally, after thousands of years of existence, he had more than a bedmate. He had a lifemate. Anubis had light in his life.

  * * * *

  Ma’at waited until everyone had cleared the area before she began the work of restoring balance to the small clearing. She closed her eyes and felt the destruction that had ensued because of the battle. Patches of earth were scorched from the lightning. The large tree Anubis had drained the life out of hung sadly to the ground. She fed life back into the area. In no time, the birds came back and the insects whizzed by. And Ma’at … well, admittedly, she had nothing to do.

  As much as she would have liked to restore all the wrongs humans were doing to the earth, Osiris only let them interfere so much, so Ma’at chose her projects carefully. It seemed the humans were determined to kill the planet on which they lived. It was such a beautiful place that she couldn’t understand why they didn’t take better care of it. As she was about to leave, her senses told her something was definitely wrong. She knelt down, her hands flat against the ground as she took in the information around her. Blood. Human blood was spilling upon the ground at an alarming rate.

  She tried to locate the mind of the human, but whoever it was appeared to be unconscious. Ma’at concentrated even harder, trying to narrow down the location. She phased out and in, searching until finally she saw the body. Ma’at rushed to the body and saw the male, curled up on his side, blood pooled under his naked body.

  Ma’at could smell the faint scent of gunpowder. Gently, she turned him over as his eyes fluttered open. Beautiful blue-green eyes stared at her and Ma’at was at a loss for words.

  “Please help me,” the man implored before his eyes softly closed.

  He barely had a flicker of life left inside of him. A lump formed in Ma’at’s throat as realization clicked. She had found her lifemate, and she might be too late to save his life.

  THE END

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Toni L Meilleur resides in Michigan with her two children. She makes her living as a Personal Trainer. Toni also enjoys theatre and has played her dream role June in the musical ‘Chicago.” She enjoys remodeling her house as well as making over old furniture. Toni loves to hear from her readers, feel free to email her at [email protected].

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