Divinity: Immolation: Book Three (The Divinity Saga)

Divinity: Immolation: Book Three (The Divinity Saga) by Susan Reid

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body. He skin was slick and extremely warm, almost hot. The vibration of his magic was still pulsing from him and it made me shiver with desire.
    In the next split second, we were airborne. I pulled my blades in quickly, clutching onto him tightly as his legs wrapped around mine to secure me to him. My heart felt as if it were sliding straight down into my stomach. It was like being on a reverse roller coaster. Instead of going down, we were going up at great speed. I kept my eyes shut tightly as we ascended higher and higher into the chilly night sky and above the sparse clouds.

X. Cam`ael
     
    “ I can’t believe you did that.” Starling said once I landed on the wide, smooth, stone outcropping of rock leading to the front door to my home.
    I set her down gently, pulling in my wings and then whispering the brief incantation that would open the entrance.
    The five-foot thick slab of rock that served as my door, slowly began to slide open.
    “Did what?” I played casual on purpose.
    She sighed. “Put yourself at risk like that. I told you, I don’t know Jamie despite everything she said. And then Spencer could have seen you too.”
    “Oh, he wouldn’t have seen me. He’d have been down and unconscious before realizing that something or someone hit him. When it comes to your safety, I don’t care if the whole damned divine cavalry was out there.” I turned around to face her then.
    “You know what I mean.” She replied but she wasn’t looking at me when she spoke. She was looking down into her hands, examining the contents of some small, black pouch. She paused and a mystified expression masked her face.
    “What is that?” I asked approaching her.
    “Nothing.” She said, quickly closing the bag, and inserting it into a hidden pocket in the inside of her cloak.
    I smirked as I slowly strode over to her.
    “If I really want to see it…I can retrieve it easily.” I playfully reminded her.
    She placed her hands on her h ips. “You mean you can try to.”
    I smiled. “Is that so?”
    Standing in front of her and looking down at her petite stature as she gazed defiantly up at me, I couldn’t help but grin.
    “There is still one issue that I’d like to get straight with you first…” I then said, purposefully backing her up and forcing her to make a U turn as she slowly began to retreat towards the direction of the open entrance.
    She raised a curious brow. “Really? What issue would that be?”
    “The issue of trust…” I began.
    “Oh, you mean you not trusting me enough to tell me things about you?” She pointed at me and then to herself as she spoke.
    “More like the other way around.” I corrected her.
    She missed the doorway. The stone wall beside it halted her from continuing to retreat from me. I took advantage of that moment.
    Her beautiful, pouty lips turned down into a frown and her brows furrowed in confusion. “I think you have that backwards.” She replied.
    Slowly, she began to rise from the ground. Using just magic, I eased her up the wall and stopped once she was leveled face to face with me. She didn’t even react or comment on what I was doing.
    I leaned in close, our lips a few centimeters apart.
    “No, I think I have it pretty dead on.” I whispered.
    “You’re the one who’s keeping things about your past from me.”
    I eyed her playfully and held up an index finger, “Key word. Past. I’d like to leave it there.”
    “I’m not asking so I can judge you today.”
    “Then why do you need to know any of it?”
    She narrowed her eyes at me suspiciously. “Why can’t you just tell me?”
    I couldn’t help but smile. She was definitely still the Starling that I fell in love with, without a doubt.
    “Besides, you told me that you’d tell me anyway.” She insisted.
    “I didn’t tell you when I would. You’re immortal now, so that could mean tomorrow, next week, next month, or five hundred years from now.” I grinned.
    She gaped at me incredulously.
    “Come

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