The Steamwork Chronicles 3: Steel Dominance by Cari Silverwood

Author:Cari Silverwood [Silverwood, Cari]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fantasy, Steampunk, Erotic Romance, BDSM
ISBN: 9781623001018
Publisher: Loose Id LLC
Published: 2013-01-15T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Each day thereafter, Zigzag became more and more attached to her until she would sometimes trip over him when she turned from looking out a window.

Most days, Dankyo made love to her—sometimes tender, sometimes rough, and making her beg for every iota of pleasure he gave her. Sometimes he took her to the very edge and left her there exhausted, panting, sweating, with red marks on her flesh. Afterward, she’d lie upon the bed spread-eagled, with her mind and body blown apart by whatever he’d chosen to do to her.

He’d be there next to her, toying with her hair and stroking her as she came back to life. Sometimes there’d be a little frown on his forehead, as if he worried about her, or perhaps about their future.

She prayed ever so hard that it was their future, because the man who was too dangerous to let into her heart had somehow captured it entirely.

I surrender. I’m yours for eternity, she wanted to announce. Corny, but true.

But why did he not say this? She’d tried, but she couldn’t. She feared his no. What did she have to offer a man who had found his place in life fifteen years ago? Besides, he was the most forthright man she knew. If he didn’t say anything, she knew without a doubt she was just a passing amusement.

The only weakness Dankyo showed was at night while asleep. Several times she’d been woken by him shouting out loud. The twitching of his face and mumbled words made her sure he suffered nightmares like he had on the airship. She’d tried again to shake him awake, and the acute look of terror in his brown eyes when he looked up had made her heart falter. She’d not dared since. Whatever demons haunted him never surfaced in the daytime anyway. Soldiers would have more than their fair share of bad memories.

On Tuesday night, they arrived on the outer wall of the compound to watch the weekly bombardment of Byzantium by the Ottoman.

Sofia stepped up to the chest-high rampart. The stone was cold and gritty under her fingers. Bolt marks on the floor, and the wide gap to her right were signs of an old cannon mounting. The only functioning weapon emplacements left in the wall were a story below. Dankyo had said their small caliber was only intended to repel boat attacks. She went up on her toes, peered over, and spotted the weapons. At the far corners, three gun barrels on bulky turrets protruded past the line of the wall.

The dark band below was the river. Others had decided to have a late picnic on the wall. Farther along, to her left, couples and groups clinked glasses and murmured in quiet conversation. A whine and hoarse clicking at her feet told her Zigzag was there.

“Hey, boy. How’s it going?”

Though the clockwork creature surely couldn’t think very well, he was as loyal as any real dog, maybe more so. Why he’d attached himself to her was a puzzle even she hadn’t yet solved.

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