The Jewel by Avelyn McCrae

Author:Avelyn McCrae [McCrae, Avelyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Abbie Zanders
Published: 2018-02-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Gemma emerged slowly from the neck-deep pool of heated, oiled water. Her skin, perfectly bronzed and unmarred, was soft and fragrant, scented with Egyptian musk. Silken tresses fell down past her hips in cascading waves of gold.

The warmth of her bath would explain the rosy flush tinting the more delicate skin; the emergence into the cooler air, the beading of her nipples. Neither of those were the actual cause. Visions of her dream lover were still fresh in her mind, her body aching with unrealized desire.

She did not recognize his face, nor was she able to determine whether he was from her past or her future, only that he had been slipping into her dreams for hundreds of years.

She must have unknowingly tapped the power from a latent seer early on in her association with Andrei to have these visions, something she had not shared with Andrei. He would demand readings, and the gift wasn’t strong enough to do that. In fact, the only thing the ability seemed to be good for was tormenting her. The images she saw were oddly specific and of a singular and very carnal focus.

Andrei stood in the archway that separated her bedroom from her bathing chamber, reminiscent of those in ancient Rome. Gemma quickly shielded her thoughts. Her mysterious dream lover was hers and hers alone. If Andrei suspected her salacious thoughts, even for a moment, he would be relentless. After all these years, he had refrained from forcing her into his bed, but he made it no secret that he wanted to do just that.

Her body remained her own to give, and she would not share it with him or any other. With her ability to weave false memories in place of the powers she siphoned, she didn’t have to.

His eyes, heavy-lidded and crystalline, glittered with lust and approval as he watched unabashedly. She allowed him this—a glimpse of what he would never have. Bestowed with countless gifts from enamored immortals, having endured hundreds of years of training, Gemma was the ultimate temptress, the one woman no male of any race could refuse. And yet, she refused them all. She was inviolate, the ultimate forbidden fruit.

Her luminescent golden eyes, a result of her many Fae conquests, locked on to his nearly colorless ones. Had she been able to feel anything, she would have despised him. Despised herself. As it was, she felt nothing.

Except in those damned dreams.

Gemma placed one foot in front of the other, the seductive sway of her breasts and hips drawing his gaze downward over her bare, glistening flesh. Then she stopped when mere inches separated the two of them.

She knew exactly what he wanted. Exactly how to punish him for the things he made her do. He would be nothing without her. She held all the power. How ironic she could use none of it on him. Even ending her own existence was out of the question, because that would in turn end his, and their blood vow prevented them from bringing harm to one another.

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