Stolen by the Sea Lord by Starla Night

Author:Starla Night [Night, Starla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

She murmured her protest as Elan captured her mouth in his. “My parents…”

“Are not here now.” He burned with promise, teasing her lips with his. “And when they come, we will fight them.”

“I have never faced them directly and won.”

“You will.”

Her lashes fluttered. She clearly wanted to believe Elan, but doubts still tinged her voice. “They’ve never really been caught. And they’re so normal in front of other people. Only to me and Milly do they show their true colors.”

“Then you have the advantage because you are forewarned.”

Her expression cleared. She had never thought it a blessing she and Milly had been targeted, but Elan was right. Better to know an enemy than be blind-sided by a friend.

“Knowing didn’t help me in the past.”

“Now, you know about your true power. It will spill forth once your soul light reaches its maximum brightness. And I have watched you carefully this week, Zara. Your soul light glows when you fight Border and Immigration, hold Zain close to your heart, watch over the children at Vaw Vaw’s house, and…” He slid his hand up her smooth skin to her elbow. “When you give in to passion.”

“I am not a passionate person.”

“You are very passionate,” he corrected, and brushed feather-soft kisses across her worry-wrinkled forehead. “Passionate about justice. Passionate about your family.”

Her soul light strengthened with every word.

He tugged her into her bedroom, sat on her bed, and drew her on top of him. “Passionate with your husband.”

She rested one knee on the bed beside his waist. The other wedged between his bent knees. “I’ve been hiding. When you came with Zain, I wanted to run away. I’m not really brave.”

He cursed his earlier words. “I spoke unfairly. You were injured, Zara. Ignoring your pain dishonored your experience and I apologize.”

Her light shone even brighter.

She cupped his jaw, sweet passion darkening her brown eyes. “You were hurt, too. Worse than I was.”

“Warriors are taught how to recover from a lost battle.” He removed his knives from his thighs and folded them beneath the bed. Resting his hands on her waist, he savored her softness, and then pulled her down. “Time heals all scars.”

She settled on his knee. The feel of so much softness on his thigh sent a hot pulse of awareness to his cock. She tugged his shirt up. The sleeves caught on his dagger pommels, so he removed the daggers on his biceps as well, wrapping the blades securely and resting them with the others behind his feet.

She stroked his abdomen.

He tightened, flexing in sharp relief.

She palmed muscles lit by the hall light filtering into the bedroom and traced his aquamarine tattoos. Splaying her palm across his heart, she looked up. “Even the scars inside?”

“Those scars are permanent.”

Lost honor could never be recaptured. His mistakes could never be atoned. Warriors sacrificed everything — home, love, life — to avoid dishonor.

Zara in his arms was worth any dishonor. Her presence calmed him.

As though she knew the turn of his thoughts, her expression turned fierce.

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