Tenthil & Abella Art

I adore this art! This is the scene in Silent Lucidity (The Infinite City 1) after Tenthil rescues Abella and she wakes up naked in the safehouse. He's all tall, intense, and silent...and totally into her. He really likes how she smells. 😏😏The wonderfully talented Mio Teez captured this perfectly!

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Excerpt:

Everything returned to her in a rush—she remembered being released from the isolation chamber, remembered being bathed, remembered the servants preparing her for an audience with Cullion. That was when this scarred stranger had entered her room. She remembered…blood.

Cullion’s blood.

The air fled her lungs as she stared at the stranger, who stared right back at her. His eyes dipped, reminding her of her nudity.

Cheeks flushing, she gathered the blanket and clutched it over her chest. His gaze returned to hers, pupils swallowing a little more of his silver irises, and even though her breasts were no longer on display, her nipples hardened as though he’d physically stroked them.

She tightened her grip on the blanket. “Is Cullion…really dead?”

The stranger nodded. Her heart fluttered as he stepped closer.

“It’s over?” she asked. “I’m free?”

He moved closer still, his toned muscles rippling beneath his pale gray skin, his eyes intense.

“Um, my name is Abella. What’s yours?”

The stranger paused at the foot of the bed. For a moment, she thought he’d finally reply to her, that she’d finally hear his voice. Instead, he placed his hands on the bed, climbed atop it, and crawled toward her.

Her breath quickened, and she scooted back, keeping a tight hold on the blanket. “W-What are you doing?”

He moved with the surety and grace of a stalking panther, shrinking the distance between them until he was close enough for her to feel his heat, to feel his weight pull the bedding taut over her thighs. He leaned over Abella, caging her between his arms, and dipped his head to press his lips against her neck. He drew in a slow, deep breath. A growl rumbled from him, and his claws flexed on the bedding.

The shocking feel of his warm breath and lips on her skin sent a thrill straight to Abella’s core. The sensation was so powerful, so frightening, that she panicked. She placed her hands against his chest and pushed; he was startlingly solid and heavy.

A look of surprise crossed his face as he tumbled over the edge of the bed, landing on the floor with a loud thump.