I swear, fireworks explode within me.His kiss deepens, forcing me to cling to him, creating an insatiable need inside me.Hunger sails through me.Just as I think satiation is close, he passes me on to Tylan.
No, I won’t survive if Tylan kisses me the same way Rafe did.I just won’t...
And I’m right.I basically die from this forbidden pleasure in his arms, and Tylan has to hold me up against his powerful body.I feel myself pulse against him, and embarrassment surges strong in my cheeks.Tylan teases me, taunts me until I forget who I am, and in my quest for more, I slip my tongue into his mouth.Adalynn, I silently scold myself.You can’t do that.
But I did, and Tylan chuckles against me as he sucks on my tongue.
What am I doing?Why am I losing such utter control?
By the time Cove takes me from Tylan, I’m delirious, hot, flushed down to my toes.But Cove doesn’t just kiss me.He takes full control of my senses, and I let him devour me.Nipping my lip until I squeal silently from the spark of pain and pleasure before he licks it better, then does it again.And again.
This is wrong on so many levels I can’t even count.But then Cove releases my lips, and I instantly fall back into reality.I slowly become aware of clapping and whooping in the background.
Oh God.I forgot they existed.
I don’t know what is happening right now, and I don’t know what is wrong with me either.But my family members are cheering and applauding them for kissing me under the mistletoe.
My parents are beaming.Is Uncle Ralph teary-eyed and being comforted by Uncle Jim?But Ines looks ready to commit murder, and Aunt Jessica has a stricken, confused look on her face.Clearly she was in on it with her daughter.
Suddenly, my mom and dad are leading us out of the pink lounge in a flurry of activity.My dad invites them to come and have a drink with him—he’s got a special bottle of whiskey he was saving for this occasion.He also wants to show them the vintage car in the barn that belongs to the owners of the house.
My mom is worried that they’re hungry, and once they’re settled in, she’ll make them sandwiches.Then she recites the entire menu for the Christmas Eve dinner tonight and asks if they have any requests.Anything, anything at all, she’ll make it happen.
My head is still spinning from being kissed pretty much senseless just minutes ago.Where are we even going?
“So you have the blue room.It’s the biggest room with a very nice custom-made bed.I hope you’ll be very comfortable here.Oh, I’m so happy to have you.”
The blue room?What is my mom doing?I can’t deal with anything else right now—not after they changed my brain chemistry in front of everyone.But now I’m forced to pay attention, and it’s making my head hurt.
“Mom, the blue room is Ines and Nathan’s,” I whisper urgently.Does my mom want Ines to poison my tea?
“Oh, it’s all sorted, darling.You take the blue room.Ines will take Dad and my room.Olivia offered for the twins to sleep in their room.Jess has a toothache, so Olivia wants to keep an eye on her, and we’ll take the twins’ room.And I won’t hear another word of it.”
With my dad’s help, she shoves us into the blue room, hurriedly shows us the closet where our luggage has already been brought up—including mine from the closet-sized bedroom I’d been allocated before, and the en-suite bathroom.
The blue room is by far the biggest room in the house, also the most secluded, the furthest away from all the other bedrooms and reception rooms.
What am I going to do?
