Ronan by Leslie Chase

Author:Leslie Chase [Chase, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-17T05:00:00+00:00

When I came back to myself, I lay snuggled against Ronan, his arms holding me again. My throat sore from screaming, my muscles burning from exertion, and my body wonderfully satisfied. I turned to face Ronan, wincing and smiling as aching muscles protested. He watched me, a happy grin on his rugged face.

Like the cat who got the cream, I thought. Well, okay, he had a lot to be proud of. I managed a smile of my own as he traced a finger down my side. The sharp tip of his claw made me squirm, reigniting my desire. His hand slid down to cup my ass and pull me close into a powerful kiss that took my breath away all over again.

When our lips parted, his sharp teeth grazed my lip and I groaned. My breathing came quickly, my body shook, but somehow I found the strength to push him away. As much as I wanted him — and I did want him — I ached all over and wasn’t sure I’d survive another round. We rolled apart and I pulled myself to my feet, legs weak and trembling.

My eyes had adjusted enough that I saw the shape of the room around us. Definitely a room, not just a cave: one stone wall, three wooden ones, and a curtain for a door.

I frowned, the implications dawning on me. No way had Ronan built this place, not unless I’d been out for a week. My stomach grumbled, but I wasn’t that hungry.

“Where are we? Who built this place?” I asked, walking around the small space, almost forgetting my nakedness. The hungry noise Ronan made as he watched reminded me and I swallowed. Knowing I made a man like him so aroused he barely managed to contain himself… it was a powerful feeling.

Almost powerful enough to drag me back to his bed, but I needed to find out where I was. My clothes were still too damp to wear, so I wrapped the blanket around myself instead. But when I stepped towards the exit, Ronan’s hand landed on my shoulder, holding me back.

“I do not know who made this place, khara,” he said. Turning me gently, he directed my gaze to a dark patch on the wall. “Whoever built it, their story did not end well, and the sights outside are not pleasant. Prepare yourself before you leave.”

For a moment I didn’t recognize the mark. It was out of context here, but then the memory surfaced. A laser burn. I’d seen that effect often enough where colonists practiced with their rifles — a narrow burn that bit deep into the wood. I swallowed.

“Could it be whoever built the signal?”

“I doubt it,” Ronan said. “We are under the temple, and while the building is magnificent, there is no sign of advanced technology. Someone able to build a hyperspace relay could do better.”

He didn’t sound certain, and neither was I. Too many unanswered questions remained for us to be sure of anything. Maybe we

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