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him.
Guilt inspired his interest in the defiant girl. Her grief and
fury cried out to the healer in him. He wanted to soothe her,
protect and care for her, but she would never accept affection
from the enemy.
Tavon watched as his father challenged Rammi, helped her
channel her anger into strength. She became confident and
proficient, one of the best Death Keepers ever, according to
his father. Tavon expected his fascination to wane, but the
more dangerous she became, the more he thought about her,
dreamed and fantasized about claiming her for his own. Light
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was attracted to darkness. Keepers longed for their equal and
opposite.
He'd started to approach her countless times, only to
realize the futility of his desire. She hated him, with good
reason. How could he combat what she had suffered because
of him? Fate had finally brought them together. Only he was
her mission, not her mate. With a soft chuckle, he eased her
to her back, arranging her limbs more comfortably.
The irregular spikes of blue/black hair only drew attention
to the delicate purity of her features. Her supple uniform
clearly outlined full breasts and rounded hips. He was
tempted to kiss her awake, to capture her shocked gasp in his
mouth and open the front seam of her uniform, baring those
tempting breasts. She'd be groggy and disorientated...
Wait a minute! He couldn't seduce her. Those few
moments of confusion might be his only opportunity to figure
out what in blazes was going on. She'd never confess the
details of her mission to him, but she'd report without
hesitation to her superior. Manifesting Light iede, he encased
himself in the illusion of his father.
Leaning over her, he cupped her shoulders and shook her
firmly, mimicking his father's stern tone. "Rammi, wake up.
What happened? Report, Severn!"
She blinked rapidly, tossing her head as if to clear the
cobwebs. "Where am I, sir?"
"Dimension 939-3. The Veil Keeper returned with Tavon's
trainees. Where is he? Explain what happened."
Reaching for his shoulders, she pulled herself out of the
grass. Was she always so comfortable touching his father?
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Most people were too intimidated to look the Death Master in
the eyes much less touch him. Tavon frowned, thinking of the
endless hours Rammi had spent alone with her mentor.
How absurd. Was he jealous of his father? She struggled to
her feet. He stood as well, placing his hands on her waist to
steady her. Her gaze stared past him wide and unfocused.
"I feel so strange."
"Gather your thoughts, then report."
Her legs trembled and her hands moved to his chest.
Tavon's pulse leapt and his breath hitched. This was
ridiculous.
"I tracked him, sir." She glanced at him and her eyebrows
drew together. Tavon stiffened. Had she sensed the illusion?
"I needed to get him alone. I..." She looked around the
clearing. "He must have..."
Her silver gaze returned to his clearer now, bright
beautiful.
She swayed against him, and her arms encircled his neck.
"Oh, Tilden." Sighing the name, she rose to the balls of her
feet and pressed her mouth to Tavon's.
Not Master Tilden, not sir, just Tilden and then the soft
kiss. Tavon's head reeled. Was she his father's mistress? Shit!
She rubbed her breasts against his chest and pushed her
fingers into his hair his father's hair!
Warm and soft, her lips teased his, stroked, touched, slid.
"What's the matter?"
Her moist breath caressed him. He wanted to shake her.
What's the matter? You're fucking my father! Careful to hide
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his shock and anger, Tavon moved his hands to her ass and
pressed his burgeoning erection against her belly.
He'd begun this game; he'd see it through to the end, but
damn this just got twisted. Wrapping his arms around her, he
kissed her boldly, stroking the roof of her mouth with his
tongue. "Where did he go?" he asked against her sweetly
parted lips. "Tavon could still be about."
"He left me here unconscious. I'll pick up his trail as soon
as we're done."
Easing away from him, she casually opened her uniform to
the waist. The black material gaped, framing her spectacular
cleavage. Tavon gazed at her creamy flesh, stunned. She was
really going to do it. She was going to undress and fuck his
father!
Rammi sprang. Knocking his legs out from under him with
a sweeping kick, she came down on top of him hard, her
knees pinning his shoulders to the ground, her hand clutching
his throat, limiting his air without strangling him. In the next
instant, her hand blaster pressed against his temple.
"Slowly and I mean slowly move your arms above your
head."
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