Courting Mortality (Brothers of Fate Book 1)

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brought them away covered in blood. Shock and disbelief marred his expression. “How did you…?”
    Eli didn’t know. He shouldn’t have been able to draw blood so easily. When they were younger, Helblindi had been able to keep Loki from vanishing, and that had was the only way Eli had ever been able to hurt Loki. Helblindi wasn’t stronger; it was just a different gift.
    Did this instance have to do with Marley? Eli would ask for answers later. Right now, he knew she was safe. He growled, and Loki vanished.
    Eli spun to face Marley, not sure what to say. He couldn’t lose her again. Especially now that he’d figured things out. She was here. Safe. And in his arms. He tunneled his hands in her hair.
    She pressed a single finger to his lips, before he could kiss her. “You’re an ass. You never stopped to think falling in love might not mean death and eternal misery?”
    Loki had known. Apparently for a long time. That’s why he’d worked so hard to drive Eli and Marley together, to make sure Eli fell but didn’t admit it before trying to take Marley out of the picture. It was an idea intricate and twisted enough it had to belong to Loki.
    But that also meant Marley really was Eli’s for eternity.  “I’m a little slow sometimes.”
    “As long as it’s only sometimes.” She brushed her lips over his. “And I love you too.”
    Relief coursed through him, rapidly joined by lust when she shifted her weight against him. “You heard that?”
    “Only kind of. I think whatever this magic, voodoo…whatever it is, was still sinking in. I wasn’t completely back from the dead yet.”
    He didn’t need to hear anymore. He crushed his mouth to hers, memorizing every taste and sensation. His cock hardened, straining to get closer to her. This was incredible. He still wasn’t sure what to do with the knowledge Marley might be like him now—immortal, destined to be by his side.

Chapter Eleven
    The new sensations coursing through Marley were incredible. She’d actually been able to stop Loki from leaving the room. Had the power to take that kind of control. Electricity filled her veins, whispering promises of what she was capable of. Showing her new layers of color she’d never seen in the world.
    And none of it compared to Eli’s hungry, demanding kiss. She dove into the attention, and returned his intensity. Her skin hummed to be closer to him. A giggle slipped out when he shifted to abruptly sweep her off her feet. He pressed his lips to hers again, as he cradled her. His eyes were soft, but that same domination she remembered from the night before hid behind his compassion.
    “This time, you’re not leaving in the morning.” In a few short strides, he’d crossed her apartment to the bedroom, and sat her gently at the edge of the mattress.
    She snaked a hand up the front of his jeans. “I wouldn’t give you a choice.”
    His entire body jerked, when she caressed his bulge. She teased through fabric, arousal growing with his every response.
    “Ancestors, Marley, you’re killing me.”
    She took the hint, and slid down his zipper. When she wrapped her fingers around his shaft, he sighed and swayed closer. Her gaze met his, as she glided her tongue over the head of his cock, light and teasing. He shuddered when she took his length in her mouth. She wanted to fuck him again. To feel him inside her. But she wanted to taste him first. Eternity meant they had time.
    She moaned, letting the vibrations run along his cock. He rocked against her. When she caressed his sack, he inhaled sharply. She sucked and licked, slowly letting him increase the rhythm.
    He pulled out abruptly, and dropped to his knees, so he was eye level with her. “Your mouth is amazing.” He kissed her hard, tongue diving in and owning her. He pushed her bathrobe off her shoulders without interrupting the kiss. One palm cupped her breast, kneading and sending daggers of want through her.
    Going down on him had already made her wet, and the

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