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that started on his temple, made its way down his perfect face, and slid along one of the new lines on his chin, before disappearing between our smashed-together bodies. At exactly the same instant, I felt myself start to melt, to disappear into my Damon, just like the sweat, now vanishing between us.
    “I can’t,” I whispered. “I can hardly think... I’m right on the edge. I... I...”
    Unable to speak, anymore, I let my head relax. My hair softly rasped against the wall, the exquisite pleasure between my legs, more than I could handle. Damon didn’t answer, he just breathed deep, faster, harder, until he was sucking air between his clenched teeth.
    One moment we were there, in that room, making love. The very next instant, my soul was pulsing in time with the pounding of my heart. Every twinge of energy, every hot breath from Damon’s lips, pleased me, curled against my prickling skin. I wanted him to rip my bra off, to squeeze my breasts, but there was no time.
    One instant, we were two bodies loving one another, and the next, we were one.
    He threw back his head, howling a fierce, savage howl that made me shudder, as I convulsed around him, my entire body – my entire being – fluttering with sweet release.
    I opened my eyes, as my spirit’s vibrations slowed to a low thrum, and found Damon doing exactly the same thing. With a tantalizing slowness, that almost seemed like we were both teasing each other, we slowly opened our eyes, and shared a gaze.
    “I am safe,” I whispered. “No matter what, no matter where we find ourselves, as long as I have you, I’m safe.”
    I don’t know why I said that. It just seemed right.
    “I am, too,” Damon said softly, lowering my feet to the floor. “You’re all I need, Lily. You keep me strong, keep me from falling down in the dark. I’m... I’m gonna be honest with you, though.”
    I curled my toes into the carpet, anticipating a weakness in the knees that never came.
    “Is something wrong?” I asked.
    “I don’t know,” he said.
    Damon ran his hand through his hair, sweeping it backwards, and giving me a full look at the delicate lines that were already healed on him. That reminded me of the mark on my wrist, which was much redder when I looked down at my forearm.
    “The way Poko was going on and on about trials and tribulations.” He paused to take a breath. “Yeah, I guess I’m a little worried about something coming down the line. The way he was talking, it was almost like he knew something was about to happen.”
    I chewed my lip, looking up at him, and wishing I could do something to take away his worries, but knowing there was nothing to be done. This was his life – our life – and this is just what it was going to be. No time to rest.
    “Well,” I said, smiling warmly. “As long as we’ve got each other, right?”
    I wrapped my arms around his thickly-muscled waist and held him tight, the heat from his shirtless chest emanating through me.
    “Right?”
    “Yeah,” he said. “I guess Poko also kept saying that, too, huh?”
    Looking away from Damon, I couldn’t stop thinking about the last thing the ancient werewolf said, as we’d left his cave.
    “What do you think he was talking about, with that thing at the end? About us having a great deal to celebrate, I mean. Do you think that was just about the ceremony?”
    Damon shrugged, and gave me half of a smirk.
    “No way to tell with him,” he said, sliding his hands along my back. Up and then down my bare skin they went. He hooked a finger in my bra and tugged it, until I pulled my head away from his chest and looked up at him.
    He bent and kissed me, exploring my lips with his tongue, before he sucked a kiss off my bottom lip, and pulled away.
    “No way to tell what he meant.” Damon smiled. “But, he’s right about one thing.”
    “Yeah?” I asked, grinning. “What is it?”
    “The two of us. We’ve been through more than most people do in a whole lifetime. And I can’t