We’re both in our crumpled clothes from the day before but that only adds to the charm of the moment. It’s only been a few hours since we saw each other but somehow, this feels like coming home after a long time away. This feels right and glorious and wonderful and perfect.
The car drives away but I barely even notice, too focused on the man in my arms. I breathe him in and my chest does a funny little flip. There’s something about his scent that’s different. It draws out my instincts and I suddenly want to get Viktor inside. I want to shield him away from everyone else. I want to make himmine.
“Viktor,” I murmur, running my nose over his head. “Why is your scent different? Are you okay?”
“Uh huh,” he hums, pulling away from me so that he can look up into my eyes. Jesus, his eyes are so pretty. The prettiest hazel I’ve ever seen with little flecks of golden laces throughout.
I’m expecting him to explain what’s going on but instead, he leans in and steals my lips in a kiss. It’s our first kiss without our masks on. I close my eyes and surrender to the feeling, surrender to Viktor.
My hands tighten in the back of his shirt. A soft noise rises up from my chest and I’m not sure if it’s a growl or a whimper or something else entirely. My head swims with need. I need Viktor. I need him to be mine. I need him more than I need air.
“Duncan,” Viktor murmurs against my lips. “I need you to take me inside.”
“Okay. I’ll give you anything you need. Anything.”
Viktor smiles, pulling back so he can look up at me again. “Good. Because I’m in heat.”
Chapter Ten
Viktor
One moment we're holding each other in the snow and the next, Duncan is rushing to bring me inside. Nothing else matters. I have Duncan here with me. The snow falls around us and I feel like the prince in a movie, swept away by my charming prince.
We make our way into the house and Duncan sets me down, helping me out of my shoes. Then he kicks off his own.
“Where’s your bedroom?”
“This way,” I say, grabbing his wrist and pulling him along.
“Wait! Sorry. One second.” I turn around, staring up at Duncan with wide eyes. “Sorry, I just have to make sure,” he says, biting his bottom lip. “Are you sure you want this? Once we start, it’s going to be really hard to stop. If you want to ride this out alone, that’s totally okay. I can leave now and come back once your heat is over.”
Affection blooms within my chest so bright I feel like the very sun itself. This man. This sweet, adorable man who seems so unsure all the time. He wants to make sure we don’t rush this. He wants to make sure we’re on the same page.
“I adore you,” I tell him, running my hand up his arm, over his shoulder so that I can cup his face. “You mean so much to me already.” I take his hand, placing it at the center of my chest. “Right here, I can feel it, Duncan. I can feel that you are mine.”
Duncan sucks in a sharp breath, his eyes widening in shock.
“Do you feel the same way?” He nods his head. “Then I want you to take me to my bedroom. I want you to fuck me so hard that I forget everything other than your name. Then I want you to place a bite into my skin so that I belong to you. Can you do that for me?”
Duncan lets out a growl, one that leaves my toes curling in the carpet beneath my feet. Then he picks me up, hauling me over his shoulder as we make our way through my house. I giggle as we go.
“I’ll take that as a resounding yes!”
“You make me feel feral,” Duncan says, bringing me to my bedroom. Once inside, he tosses me down onto the bed. “I’ve never felt anything like this before, Viktor. You bring out a side of myself I didn’t even know existed.”
“I like this side of yourself and I have a feeling it’s going to come in handy right now because I need you.”
“You have me,” Duncan says as he starts stripping out of his clothes. “You have all of me, Viktor, but only if you want it.”
“I want it. I want it all.”
We scramble out of our clothes. My head feels so light and spacy. It’s hard to focus on anything, especially now that I’ve seen Duncan’s face. He’s so fucking handsome. I know I keep staring but I can’t help myself! Now that I can officially perceivehim, I just want to keep taking him in. I want to memorize everything about him.
“Fuck, Duncan. Get over here,” I say, finally naked. The air makes my skin prickle but I’ll take that over the feeling of my scratchy, suffocating clothes. I hold out my hands and Duncan crawls onto the bed, grabbing my hands like a lifeline.
I yank him down and our bodies collide. We both moan, overwhelmed by how fuckinggoodit feels to be touching like this. I toss my head back against my pillow, breathing in the sweet cinnamon scent I’ve come to know as Duncan’s.
Our hips slot together, our cocks rubbing against each other. I cry out as pleasure surges through me and pleasure isn’t the only thing. Sparks dance across my fingertips as I get overwhelmed, my magic making itself known.
