Reaping Love by Crymsyn Hart Page B

spirit stilled. “Nadine?”
    He pulled his hand out from beneath the one over his and turned. When he did, he was staring into those very same smoldering gray eyes that he thought he had lost. Her caramel locks cascaded down her shoulders and framed her angled cheekbones. Her features were sharper than what he remembered and her eyes held an unnatural light. She smiled. The questions that plagued his mind crumbled to ash to be scattered on the raging wind outside. Vic cupped her face and felt the coolness of her skin. His fingers tingled with the power of the death and he tried to feel for the soul he had once taken. It resided within her, but it was out of his reach.
    “What miracle is this?” Vic asked.
    She smiled and pushed a stray hair from his forehead. “You didn’t think you were going to be left all alone in this work you do, did you?”
    “The life of a reaper is a solitary one. We do our jobs and are faceless among the people we collect.”
    “You were not faceless to me.” Nadine stepped closer and trailed her finger over his lips.
    Vic could scarcely believe she stood before him. Her soft touch scorched his veins. It took all his control not to grab her and have his way with her on the counter. Part of him still was not convinced she was real. Maybe she was a hallucination or some ghostly sending from whatever power controlled the storm.
    “Are you really here to stay?”
    She nodded. “Here to stay. If you want me to, of course. Our boss thought you might need a partner to help you run the business.”
    He pulled her into his arms and crushed her to him, sending a spear of desire straight through his heart. Vic thanked his boss for sending Nadine back to him. She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed him as if she were happy to see him too. When she started to pull away, Vic claimed her mouth in a rough and hungry kiss. He thrust his tongue between her lips and played with hers, in a dance he had yearned to do for ages, tasting all of her. She returned the kiss with the same intensity before separating from him, leaving Vic yearning for more.
    “Of course, I want you to stay. I never wanted to collect you, but it was my job. Right before you left, I had so many things to tell you.” He wove his fingers through her fine locks. With his free hand, he swiped his thumb along her bottom lip and sucked on it. “Mmm…you taste like mocha. I didn’t realize there were coffee shops in the afterlife.”
    Nadine giggled. “I got a few enhancements when I came back. Figured you might want to have something familiar.”
    He arched his left eyebrow. “What other enhancements are we talking about?”
    She leaned in and flicked her tongue over the tip of his nose. “How about we find out?” She raked her nails down his chest and squeezed his cock.
    Vic felt his dick harden, made sure Nadine was firm in his arms, and snapped his fingers. The world moved around them in a swift whoosh. It seemed for a few seconds the whole universe froze while they traveled through it. The power he had at his fingertips was something he never took advantage of and left him stupefied when he considered all the responsibility that went with it. To literally hold a life in his hand was awe inspiring, but right now all he desired was to hold the woman he adored and make love to her. After all this time, his prayers had been answered.
    They emerged in his bedroom before Vic released Nadine. She glanced around the room taking it all in, but her gaze settled the king-sized bed. “Wasn’t what you expected?”
    She flashed him a marvelous smile. “No, just could use a woman’s touch. But that comes after. I thought you brought me up here for a purpose.” Nadine began to unbutton her blouse and gave him a glimpse of her dark purple satin bra. She opened her shirt and slipped it off, throwing it on the floor.
    Vic could not resist cupping her contained breasts and running his thumbs over her nipples that firmed from his touch. He