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like my fingers did, but remain straight like an X.” She felt the sensuality of the two colors sliding against each other throughout her body. Lord, but she wanted to let them intertwine, the way her body wanted to intertwine with his. “We can’t go to the final step. Let’s stay here for a few seconds and see if that will trigger the bombardment.”
    Mmm, it felt good in a way that it shouldn’t. Like lying naked in bed with an achingly beautiful man and not being able to touch him. Heat began to generate wherever their essences met, slowly filling her entire being.
    â€œI think it’s beginning,” she said on a soft breath. “I don’t know exactly how it feels, since I haven’t done it myself, but my subjects reported heat right before things started.”
    His fingers tightened on hers. “I feel it, too, heat and pressure building inside me. And…” His voice changed to a puzzled, concerned tone. “Something else.”
    Like a sudden storm, his essence darkened and whipped into a fury. Its tendrils grabbed on to her, wrapping her in a tight hold. She tried to pull back, but he surrounded her. In the same moment, it felt seductively powerful and suffocating. Heat exploded between them, and she lost all sense of where he ended and where she began. No! She struggled, both psychically and physically, to free herself. She stumbled back, landing bottom-first on the coffee table. She was free of him. Except…no, she wasn’t. She felt him inside her.
    He’d bonded them.
    Her eyes flew open. He dropped to the floor, caught up in the bombardment. She wanted to demand that his essence release hers, but he was lost to her now. But she wasn’t helpless. She slapped her hand on his chest and summoned her magick again. Come on, come on. The pink column formed in her mind’s eye, but her yellow was twisted with dark silver and then it vanished. She groped for it, but she couldn’t muster the power to pull it back.
    He had broken his promise!
    As much as she wanted to run, she couldn’t leave him alone. She watched him arch in pain, fingers digging into the carpet. So many emotions roared through him that she couldn’t single any one out. She sank down beside him, her hand on his shoulder for support even as she wanted to scratch his eyes out.
    She had never seen that darkness in a Caido’s essence before. It scared her, even more so because a mystifying want pulsed through her. Part of what made him very different and, no doubt, forty ways fucked up—the part he hadn’t told her about—was now bonded with her.

Chapter 4
    K asabian paced, phone clutched in his hand. He almost called Kye fourteen times to tell her he was sorry for bonding with her. And that it had worked, holy hell, his memories had returned. He could barely wrap his head around all of it, which was why he hadn’t dialed her number.
    He vaguely recalled waking early that morning and finding her asleep on the couch. Then he’d plunged back into oblivion, and that’s when the memories had played in his mind like a movie. He’d watched through the eyes of his younger self, stunned, disgusted, and shocked by the identity of his captor. When he woke, she was gone.
    A sharp knock on his door startled him out of his dark thoughts. Had to be Hayden, whom he’d summoned immediately. Kasabian snatched open the door to find Kye.
    Fury and hurt emanated from her, so clear and sharp that it was like the difference between regular television and HD. “We need to talk.” She pushed her way past him, stalking into the living room and spinning around to face him.
    She wore jean shorts and a tank top, her hair loosely bound in a clip that left tendrils snaking down the center of her back. The scent of soap wafted from her, some light, flowery fragrance. With no makeup other than eyeliner, she was a totally different Kye than he’d seen at the club. A