“I’m sure I would have liked her too.”
They stared at each other for a long moment, tension simmering between them.Then he leaned forward and kissed her, and everything she’d been thinking about—her past, her parents, her sister’s loss of magic, and the burning desire to keep Frost from hurting another magical person again—disappeared as her fire magic flared inside her.She was kissing her truemate.
Her sexy, sexy truemate.
And she didn’t want to stop.
Curling her hands into the waistband of his jeans, she gave an experimental tug and leaned away from the kiss.“I’d like to take a shower.”
“Of course,” he said, his voice gruff.
“And I’d like you to join me.”
His brows rose and then lowered, his eyes darkening.“I’d love to.”
They made their way to the bathroom, and what few clothes they had on disappeared as they moved between kisses and laughter, stumbling and bumping into things.
He turned the shower on, the spray bouncing against the dark tile.
As the water heated, she stared at him, hands on his hips and feeling the warmth of his skin against her fingers, her whole body on fire for him.And not because of her magic.She couldn’t recall ever being so singularly attracted to a male before, but she felt consumed by him, and that seemed like a pretty spectacular way to feel about her mate.
He tested the water and then stepped inside, pushing the dark curtain aside so she could join him.He gave her the water first, leaning back against the tile and watching with hooded eyes as she let the hot water cascade over her hair and skin.He was growling softly, and it sounded almost like a purr, and she really liked the sound.
She used his shampoo to wash her hair, and then she reached for the soap, but he pushed her hand away.His eyes were entirely amber when he lathered his hands and moved them over her body, exploring as much as he was actually cleaning her skin.Every inch of her was alive and attuned to his touch as he played with her and teased her, the suds building on her skin and slipping away with the water.
His hand delved between her thighs, his knuckles scraping against her most sensitive flesh, but with every light touch, he backed away, leaving her panting and on edge.
“Just remember that I get to wash you next,” she said, her knuckles turning white as she gripped his shoulder and held on as he lightly brushed between her thighs again.
He chuckled and kissed her, and she rinsed off, tingling still in all the places that he’d touched.As he took his place under the water and washed his hair, she spent an equal amount of time exploring him under the pretense of lathering his skin.So soft, so strong.Muscles on top of muscles.
They kissed and touched, teasing and driving each other wild, until he shut off the water with a growl and threw open the shower curtain.He stepped out and grabbed towels, handing one to her before he dried himself off.
They kept their gazes on each other the whole time, and she’d been unable to look away from his erection while she’d been rubbing him all over with lather.The male was stacked in more ways than one.
How’d she get so lucky?
“My eyes are up here, sweetheart,” he said with a growl.
She breathed out a chuckle and then let out aneepwhen he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bed.
In a heartbeat, she was on her back, and he’d roughly pushed her thighs apart to make room for his shoulders.His eyes were mesmerizing, pure amber and so beautiful.
“You smell intoxicating,” he murmured, holding her gaze for a moment and then lowering his head to nuzzle her pussy.He stroked her with his tongue in slow, languid movements, teasing her as much with his tongue as he had with his fingers in the shower.He focused on her clit, licking and sucking lightly on the bud and then tonguing her core, feasting on her like she was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
As her body soared toward pleasure, he added his fingers, stretching her, teasing her, rubbing her clit just the right way to make her whole body buck with pleasure.
And then her climax struck as he pushed his fingers deep into her and licked her clit in fast, rapid strokes.She slapped her hands on the comforter, gripping it tightly as her body spiraled into the heat of pleasure, pure bliss making her toes curl and her fingertips glow.
He was inside her from one breath to the next, as her body was still locked in a spiral of pleasure.The heat of his body over her, in her, drove her to another hot precipice of pleasure and she clutched at him, holding his gaze as everything inside her both rioted and quieted.
They moved together like old lovers, like they’d fucked each other for a hundred years and still never got tired of it, seeming to know just how to touch one another.She stroked his back, digging her nails lightly into his skin until he bowed his back with a snarl.He hauled her leg up his side, spreading her body as he pounded into her with abandon.
And when he came, howling her name and his fangs descending in the most beautiful sight she’d ever seen, she offered her neck to him and he struck, sinking them deep into her flesh.
She came again, her pussy clutching his cock as he shuddered through his own climax, their limbs tangled and chests heaving, bodies slick with sweat.
Her magic flared and he hissed as he extracted his fangs, and she caught the scent of burning skin.
