Immortal Promise by Magen McMinimy, Cynthia Shepp Editing Page B

that version of Bain… scratch that. He thought he’d missed it.
    “What’s put that smile on your face?” Jelena materialized from the shadows, leaving Uriah to wonder how long she’d been there.
    “Just reminiscing. I didn’t expect to see you so soon. What happened before? I was sure that was a good-bye.”
    She shook her head as she moved to stand in front of him. Her hands reached out to cup his face. “Things are complicated.”
    “They always have been. Especially for us.”
    She smiled. “ Us,” she whispered. “Tell me what is happening around here.”
    “Okay, well Lothar and Esperanza are both missing.”
    She titled her head at him. “I didn’t know. Are you okay?”
    “I think so, Lothar is a capable warrior.”
    She nodded. “Yes, he is.” She smiled softly. “You all are—I have enjoyed being a small part of your lives,”
    “You’re more than a small part. You are what keeps us alive.”
    “I wish I could be sure that I will always be around to continue to keep you safe.”
    “What’s wrong, Jelena? Something has put worry all over your beautiful face.”
    “You think I am beautiful?”
    Uriah laughed, placing his hands over hers. “You know I do.”
    “Good. Because it’s my turn to break the rules.” She moved to straddle his lap, bringing her lips to meet his in a needy kiss.
    “Jelena?”
    “Do you not want this? Do you not want me?”
    Uriah shook his head. “You’re all I’ve ever wanted. For centuries I have dreamt of kissing you. But something is wrong. Talk to me.”
    She smiled softly. “I never understood what is was… what I felt … and I know now. That if there were some way, I would always choose you. So please, Uriah. Don’t stop this,” she said, cutting off any further concern he had over her actions.
    Jelena’s hands shook as she moved them down his bare chest to the waistband of his jeans. With her mind set on having just one pure moment of love with him, she worked open his button and carefully slid down his zipper.
    Uriah groaned into her mouth as she found his hardening flesh and grasped him carefully.
    For all her years of living and ruling the Underworld, she had remained chaste, and still her body’s need drove her forward. Fear be damned! It had no place in this moment. Uriah stood, keeping her wrapped in his arms. His pants fell to the floor as he sat down gently on his bed. Pulling at the deep, red tie of her flowing, white gown, it fell open around her to reveal perfect, pale skin. Uriah licked his lips as he looked at every curve of the woman he had craved for so many years. Goose bumps began to pop up on her soft skin. Uriah lifted his gaze to hers. Her beautiful face was framed with her black hair fanning out around her.
    “You’re cold.” He moved to lie next to her and kissed her gently as he pulled the cover over them.
    She sighed as her hand ran down his side.
    “What’s wrong?” he asked.
    She shook her head. “I’ve wanted this for far too long. Please don’t make me wait any longer.”
    Uriah smiled as he moved between her thighs and settled his elbows on either side of her head. He kissed her, harder this time, as he rubbed his cock gently against her now-glistening silk folds. With one swift thrust, he slid deep inside of her. She whimpered and he stilled, allowing her to adjust to the pressure that filled her warm sheath. With a soft kiss, she began rolling her hips slowly. Uriah moved deeply inside of her, pulling back he locked his gaze with her beautiful, pale jade eyes as he made love to his Immortal.

Chapter Sixteen
     
    The island erupted, the earth shaking beneath them as they lay curled in bed. The walls crumbled as rock and dust filled the air.
    “What is that?” Holly yelled over the roar around them. Lothar hoisted her into his arms, sprinting for the wall of water, turning so his back broke through the thin layer of ice Holly had conjured and he took  the brunt of the punishing stream of water beyond.