Blood in the Water by Tami Veldura

Author:Tami Veldura [Veldura, Tami]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: M/M romance, Love’s Landscapes, gay romance, historical fantasy, paranormal, treasure hunt, slow burn/ust, sea battles, pirates, demons/spirits, spirit possession, tattoos, HFN
Publisher: Goodreads M/M Romance Group
Published: 2014-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter IV

May

Two Weeks Later

The groaning wouldn’t stop. Kyros struggled to breathe, to move, to speak. He felt heavy, and too hot. Everything twitched like it was too tight. And the groaning kept going on and on.

Someone brushed his hair back and whispered in his ear. Kyros opened his eyes and realized the moans came from his own chest. His mouth snapped, dry. Why was breathing so difficult?

“Easy, easy, don’t move. That isn’t a good idea, I promise.”

He recognized that voice but couldn’t place it. The head petting stopped. He missed it. Something dripped on his lips. He licked at it. Beer. What on earth happened?

He tried to speak and just managed a croak. Then exhaustion swept over him and he only knew black.

The next time Kyros woke he screamed in pain, which only caused more. Everything burned. His hip seared, as if Theo had jabbed him with still-molten metal. He blacked out.

Kyros woke to words in his ear, whispers about nothing and a hand stroking his forehead. It was the only place that didn’t hurt. He managed a grunt. Beer appeared and Kyros thought he remembered doing this already. The liquid cooled things, though, and he lapped at it until he was too tired to swallow anymore. He slept.

He didn’t know how long he wavered between the two states. Everything was pain. Sometimes there was sleep. Usually he dreamed about pain.

His arm itched. Kyros reached with his other hand to fix that. As soon as he made contact, fire spiked through his body. He hissed and didn’t try again. Eric appeared over him. “I told you not to move. It’s still not a good idea.”

“What—” He didn’t have any spit to work with. Eric held his head up and nursed a mug of grog between his lips. That helped. He tried again, “What are you doing here?”

Eric crossed his arms. “You took something of mine, which I found by the way, thanks.”

“I mean… why am I here… with you?” What did he mean, anyway?

“You tried to get your fool self melted.”

Kyros didn’t know how to process that. His blank expression must have conveyed such, because Eric sat down on a chair beside the bed and sighed. “People are saying a demon vomited liquid fire right onto your chest. By the looks of things, I’d say your leather fetish saved your life. You’ve got a permanent belt loop though.” Eric touched something on his hip that was attached to him but not in any way flesh. He didn’t feel the contact so much as the pressure which… he just couldn’t explain.

He lifted his hand and started when it came into vision, red and swollen. Too red. Peeling. “I don’t understand?”

“What’s the last thing you remember?”

“The jar…” Kyros turned his head to look at the bottom drawer across the room and the motion pulled things that weren’t supposed to be tight. “I spoke with a man about the top to your jar. He said he didn’t want to sell it.”

“Why?”

“Dunno. Said he changed his mind.

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