Kierra's Thread (Argadian Heart Trilogy Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

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confinement.
    The loose white coat she wore shielded her from him and he
wanted to remove it as well, knowing what lush, soft curves lay beneath. His
hands spasmed with the desire to touch her, yet knew if he did so it wouldn’t
bring her the pleasure he wanted her to experience, but the pain of memory.
    Unbidden, Jarek’s thoughts reached for her and he saw her
tense. He moved from the doorway and walked toward her, increasing the
intensity of vibration of his thoughts.
    He felt Kierra connect with him and smiled at the sense of
colors and numbers flooding the corridors of her mind. She sifted through data,
throwing bits this way and that in an attempt to align the equation she sought.
    At the moment, her memories were at rest behind locked
doors. He didn’t relish informing her about the dinner with Devon, but also
knew she had to face her brother at some point. At least Jarek was physically
here to help her through it.
    She swiveled around and her face lit up with a smile when
she saw him approach.
    Mylonna, but she’s lovely. He shuttered his thoughts
quickly.
    His gaze locked with hers and he felt her desire to touch
and be touched. But he saw the shadow approach and swerved away before even the
thought could cause her pain.
    He shifted his gaze to the microreader. “What are you
working on, now that the antidote has been perfected?”
    Her hesitation whispered through him, her thoughts touching
his, retreating back to the equation she worked on. He breathed a sigh of
relief at a moment of pain averted.
    “Earlier I spoke with Eluria, and I’ve agreed to take on a
little project for her.”
    “You spoke with Eluria? Did she mention dinner?”
    Kierra sighed. “Yes. She also told me that Devon wasn’t
trained with bonded servants. You all met, didn’t you? To discuss me.”
    Jerek felt the swirl of unrest in her mind. A gathering
storm. “It wasn’t to hurt you. We want to find a way to make this easier. He is
your brother.”
    Switching the microreader off, she sat and stared at the
blank screen. He knew the appearance of calm acceptance was a facade—he felt
the turbulence roiling inside her.
    “You all treat me as a child. Someone unable to act and care
for myself. The first sight of him took me unaware. All right, it shouldn’t
have, but it did. I was handling it.”
    “Handling it? Not from what I felt.”
    Kierra turned and pinned him with a glittering splinter of
anger. “I didn’t call for you to come rescue me. You took that upon yourself. I
would have been fine.”
    “Your mother called me, concerned,” he bit back. “I could do
no other than go to you. You know that.”
    A shudder of defeat glanced across her face. “Why, Jarek?”
she whispered. “How are we bound? We’re from different cultures, different
planets. I don’t want you tied to me like this. Yet you are always there to
offer protection.”
    How he ached to touch her physically, to soothe the pain he
felt racing through her. “It is not for us to question Guardian. I would want
no other.”
    “I am damaged, Jarek. Possibly beyond help. How many years
has it been? And still you can’t touch me. Even after all this time. No matter
how hard I try to overcome it—no matter that I try to convince myself it is
Before. I can’t alter my body’s responses.”
    Her dark emotions swirled around him. Jarek leaned toward
her, as close as he dared, without touching her. “I am patient. I will wait. What
we have is enough.” Her female scent filled his senses and his khout hardened
with desire. The need to seal with her knifed through him, to know her
completely, to be taken by her and to take her.
    He shifted his mind from the physical throb and reached with
his thoughts instead. And in this way they touched and intertwined.
    The tenor of her breathing changed. He knew she sensed him.
“Jarek.” He felt his name, rather than heard it.
    Na nivia , we are one in all ways that matter for
now.” He spoke to her thoughts,