An adorable blush crept up her cheeks. “Oh. I…um, I wished you’d been with us for Christmas dinner. So afterward I packed up some food for you. There’s enough for both of us, if you want…if you want to share.”
Unable to wait any longer, I pulled the containers from her hand, plopped them on the credenza beside the Christmas tree we’d decorated, and whirled back to her before she could do more than exhale. When I steppedforward, pushing her back against the heavy door, her palms spread across my chest and her breathing hitched.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” I murmured, my gaze hungrily sweeping across her features. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too.” She sounded breathless. When she stretched up on her toes, I met her.
This kiss was soft, gentle. Teasing. Full of promise. Brooke’s fingers wrapped around my collar, pulling me closer,closer. And myKteerexalted in the knowledge that my Mate wanted me as much as I wanted her.
Mate.
Yeah, there wasn’t any doubt now. I loved Brooke. She completed me.
And if I wanted the chance at a future with her, I needed to tell her so…beforeshe took Ethan’s offer to return to her old dream. Could I convince her to find anewdream…with me?
Oh yeah, I had plans, good plans. Plans which went all to hells when Brooke’s tongue teased mine tentatively. MyKteergrowled, deep in my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her middle, lifting her closer to me.
She snaked her arms around my neck and, as my hands cupped her ass, wrapped her legs around my waist. The position pressed her hot little cunt against my throbbing cock, and all those plans to declare my intentions wentrightout the window.
Because I remembered how fuckingperfectshe’d tastedlast night, and I wanted to taste her again. Wanted? No, Ineededto taste her again.
My lips moved from her mouth to her jaw, then to her neck and the sensitive spot behind her ear, and all the while I was making promises. “You remember what I said last night,dkaar? I need to make you scream in pleasure.”
She wriggled her hips against my cock and hummed. “Yes, please, Sylvik. We can eat later.”
I grinned against her skin, loving that our priorities matched. “Oh, love, I plan to eat my fill now.” Still holding her, I turned us both toward the bedroom. “Ready?”
Her hold on me tightened, even as her hips rocked. “Please, Sylvik!”
I would bring my Mate more pleasure than she could imagine!
Brooke
I’ll admitthat I’m notentirelysure how I managed to get all my clothing off in such a short amount of time, especially since I was so distracted by the fact thathewas stripping out of his clothing. I’d felt Sylvik’s body last night, but seeing it?
Seeing his body, as he first pulled off his shirt, then slid his sweatpants down his legs? Good God, it wasdelicious.
And then he slid off his boxers, and that magnificent, ridged cock sprang free, and I think I probably whimpered like an idiot as I reached for it. Forhim.
But there was a wicked look in his glowing green gaze as he stalked toward the bed, where I was spread out. When he reached me, he reached up and ripped his glasses from his face—this shouldnotbe a sexy move, but it was. Maybe because he was gazing at me like a starving predator? All I knew was that I sucked in an aroused breath when he tossed his glasses on the bedside table without looking away from me.
I lifted my arms, hoping to draw him down on top of me—I wanted to finish what we’d started!—but instead he planted his palms on either side of my shoulders and grinned predatorily.
“Mine, Brooke,” he growled, holding my gaze. “Tonight, you’re mine.”
Always! I wanted to blurt. But if he only wanted tonight… I mutely nodded, and I swear he gave a little purr of satisfaction as he lowered his mouth to my breast.
His tongue—wide, ridged, and oh-so-green—flicked out, teasing my nipple until it hardened into a tight bud. I gasped, arching my back to press closer, eager for more. Sylvik’s touch was electrifying, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through me whenever his tusks slid along my skin, scraping gently. His hands weren’t idle; they caressed my sides, my hips, my thighs, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
Every stroke of his tongue sent me spiraling higher, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I writhed beneath him.He moved to my other breast, giving it the same exquisite torture. My fingers clutched at the sheets, needing something to anchor me, to keep me from being swept away.
His touch was masterful, knowing exactly where to tease, where to linger. How could he know my body this well?Ididn’t even know my body this well, and none of my previous lovers?—
For fuck’s sake, just bask in the moment!
Right.
Sylvik trailed kisses down my stomach, his tongue dipping teasingly into my navel, making me laugh breathlessly. Hopelessly. Anticipatorily?
