Then, he leaned back on his legs so that he could stare down at her. Erin swallowed at the sight of him above her as she looked into his eerie silvery-blue eyes. He held her legs in his hands as he continued to drive himself even deeper into her.
His sublime strokes were primitive and hot and tantalizing. And they tore through her, spiking pleasure so intense it went all the way up her back and down to her toes.
V'Aidan licked his lips as he watched her watching him. Erin couldn't move. His eyes held her paralyzed. All she could do was stare at him. Feel him, deep and hard inside her.
She saw his pleasure mirrored in his eyes, saw him savoring her. And when he looked down to where they were joined, she shivered.
"You are mine, Erin," he said between clenched teeth, thrusting himself even harder and deeper into her to emphasize the words.
He took her into his arms and cradled her to his chest as if she was unspeakably precious.
Erin clung to him while she felt her pleasure building even higher. In white-hot sparks she came again in his arms. He buried his face into the crook of her neck and cried out as he joined her.
She lay perfectly still while he shuddered around and in her. His breathing heavy, he didn't move for several minutes.
Pulling back, he looked down at her. "I am with you, akribos,'" he whispered. "I will always be with you."
A strange wave of heaviness came over her. She closed her eyes. Even so, she could still feel and understand what was going on.
V'Aidan draped her over his chest as he lay on his back. She could feel his hands gliding over her while she inhaled the warm, manly scent of his skin.
Even asleep, she felt him near and knew he watched over her, protecting her from the others. And for the first time in weeks, she rested in total peace and comfort.
"Sleep, Erin," he said quietly. "The Skoti can't reach you here. I won't let them."
Erin smiled in her sleep. But as the darkness came for her again, an odd voice rang out in her head.
Now who poses the greater threat to you, Erin? Krysti'Ana or V'Aidan?
Chapter 2
Erin came awake slowly to find herself flat on her back, outside her cube. For a second she couldn't move at all; then her body slowly began to function again.
The first thing she saw was Chrissy's worried frown.
The second was the two EMTs sitting next to her. Her boss, along with several other co-workers, stood off to one side frowning down at her. John's face told her the only thought in his mind was how much paperwork he'd have to fill out over this.
"What happened?" Erin asked.
"You passed out," Chrissy said. "It was like you were frozen or something."
Erin covered her face with her hands as embarrassment filled her. Just her luck to have the most erotic dream of her life witnessed by half her office.
Oh God, shoot her now!
"How do you feel?" the paramedic on her right asked as he helped her sit up.
"I feel…" Her voice trailed off. She felt incredible, actually. Better than she had ever felt before.
"Ma'am?" the paramedic insisted. "Are you okay?"
Erin nodded, trying desperately to hold on to the image of V'Aidan, but it faded and left her feeling oddly lonely. "I'm fine, really."
"I don't know," Chrissy said. "She's been acting weird a lot lately. Hasn't been sleeping. Maybe a short hospital stay where she can sleep—"
"Chrissy!" Erin snapped. "What are you trying to do?"
"Get you some help. Maybe they have something that can make you sleep through the night."
"I don't need to sleep," she said, amazed at the truth of those words. "I feel completely rested."
The paramedic looked at Chrissy. "Her vitals are normal. If she says she's fine, she's fine." He handed Erin a release form. "Sign that and you're on your own, but if I were you, I would go to my doctor just to be safe."
Chrissy gave her a doubtful look.
"I'm fine, Chrissy," Erin insisted, signing the release.
Even so, John told her to go home and take the rest of the week off.
Completely embarrassed, Erin didn't argue as the EMTs left. She merely gathered her things, then headed out of the building, to the parking lot.
Chrissy followed her to the car. "Listen, what I was going to say before John went for coffee and you hit the floor is that my boyfriend is a psychologist who specializes in sleep disorders."
Erin paused at her green Escort. Strange that Chrissy hadn't mentioned that before, but it explained why she had been so interested in Erin's dreams since all this started. "Really?"
"Yeah. His name is Rick Sword and I was telling him about you. He says he thinks he can help." Chrissy handed her a crisp dark gray business card. "I really think you should give him a call."
Erin studied the card. At the moment, she'd never felt better in her life, but maybe she should give him a call just in case the nightmares returned.
"Thanks," Erin said, getting into her car. "I just might do that."
Chrissy stared at her from outside the car and mouthed the words, Call him.
Erin waved to her, then headed home, but as she drove through downtown traffic she really didn't feel like going back to her apartment alone.
In all honesty, she felt rather strange. She could almost sense V'Aidan's presence. She swore she could still smell the masculine scent of sandalwood that had clung to his skin, sense him in her thoughts.
"It was just a dream," she said out loud.
Still, it had been an incredible dream. So real. So vivid and erotic.
So incredibly satisfying.
She stopped at a red light and glanced down at the card on her passenger seat. Before she could talk herself out of it, she grabbed her cell phone and called Dr. Sword.
His receptionist immediately put her through to him as she headed her car toward the expressway.
"Ms. McDaniels," he said eagerly. "Chrissy has told me so much about you. I would really like to speak to you if you have time."
Something compelled her to accept. "Okay, sure. When?"
"What are you doing for lunch?"
Erin gave a nervous laugh. "I guess 'meeting you' would be the correct answer."
His own laughter answered her. "Tell you what. Why don't we meet out in public for the first time? I find it puts people more at ease. Do you like Thompson's Restaurant at Five Points?"
"Okay. What time?"
"How about right now? It should be just opening up for the day."
"Sounds like a plan. I'll be there in about half an hour."
"Good. I'll be waiting."
Erin pulled onto the expressway and headed toward their rendezvous.
Once she reached the mall, she parked her car outside the quaint restaurant that specialized in jazz music and Bohemian food, then headed inside.
There were only a handful of people in the dark interior, all of whom were seated at tables. It was only then she realized she'd forgotten to ask the doctor what he looked like.
"Erin?"
She turned to see a tall, distinguished-looking man in his early forties entering through the door behind her.
"Yes?"
"Rick Sword," he said, extending his hand out to her.
She shook it. "Nice to meet you."
"Yes," he said with a cool smile. "Yes, it is."
He got them a table in the back of the restaurant, and once they were seated and had placed their orders, he listened as she explained her nightmares to him.
Erin felt a little nervous at first, but as she explained it to him and he didn't appear to judge her, she went into more details.
"And then this guy, V'Aidan, was there and he called the snake monster a Skotos." She paused as she trailed her straw around her Coke. "You probably think I'm nuts by now."
"Hardly," he said, his blue eyes sincere. "In truth, I find you fascinating. Tell me, have you ever heard of the Skoti before?"