WINDWALKER (THE PROPHECY SERIES) by Dinah McCall

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“What do you mean, you'll come for me?
His eyes narrowed even more as his nostrils flared. “You belong to me. When it is time, I will be back.”
Panic shifted through her. She didn't want to be claimed by anyone, especially some spirit from another world.
“I belong to no man,” she muttered.
“I am not any man and you are a red feather warrior. We will be together,” and then he took a step toward her.
Despite the pain she was in, Layla felt heat between her legs, like he was already there. He was before her then moved through her, as if she was smoke.The joining was shocking and instantaneous. Her legs went out from under her as a bone-jarring climax dropped her to the floor. She was on her hands and knees, still shuddering from the impact when his hand, or what felt like his hand brushed down the length of her back. Another climax rolled through her, shattering every concept she had of human existence. When it had passed, so had she. She was belly down, unconscious on the hotel floor.