A strangely possessive warmth hums through me at the thought of being his first. I pull his hands away from his face and nod.
"Wash me. I like your touch."
His cheeks and ears are an adorable shade of pink. "Even though I'm cold?"
Turning over one of his hands, I place his palm against my face. "More like refreshing."
Everett swallows hard, nods, and gets to work. I mostly said he could wash me earlier so he'd have a way to contribute. Still, the more his skillful hands carefully wash away every lingering trace of filth on me, shampooing my hair and working my tired muscles, the more relaxed I feel.
Gods, I think I needed this. I could melt into a puddle and sleep on the shower floor.
His hands shake as he nears my tits, and then he pulls back. "Are you sure?—"
"Everett. I've sucked your dick. That means we're past second base."
He's so taken off guard that an actual smile escapes, showing off his ridiculously photo-worthy dimples. "No offense, but how the hell do you know about bases?"
"Kenzie taught me."
I reach for the soap and lather my hands, reaching for him. He jolts as soon as I touch his chest, closing his eyes. "Shit—I don't know if you should…oh, dear gods, that feels sogood."
I almost laugh when his head falls back with an expression of rapture. Does he really like me touching him this much, even in a non-sexual way? I wash his arms, chest, and back. But when my hand starts to dip lower, his grip encircles my wrists.
I glance up at him, enjoying the torn desperation on his flawless face. "I'll keep it methodical."
"Way too fucking late for that," he grits before he's suddenly pressing his lips to mine.
Immediately, we're tangled in each other's arms under the rain-like spray of the water, exploring one another as I tease his tongue with mine. It's incredibly satisfying to feel just how sensitive he is to everything. When my fingers skim over his side, he shivers, and when I gently nip his bottom lip, he groans and presses me against the shower wall.
That unintentionally presses his erection against my stomach, and he breaks away to swear, hanging his head.
"Gods help me, you're so fuckingwarm. I can't get enough of you." When he looks back at me, his pale blue eyes are pools of longing again. "Do you have any idea how much I want you? It's been torture since I saw you on that stage. I fuckingacheto be yours. If we can just circumvent my damn curse so I know I'm not going to hurt you?—"
I capture his lips again. "You won't hurt me. Just kiss me."
Everett moans and gets rougher and more daring as we kiss in the steam-filled shower. His lips skate down my jaw, and he peppers kisses along my neck, scooping me tighter against him so he won't have to bend as much while his hands slip to my ass and squeeze hard. I close my eyes, dizzy from the lack of oxygen and the blissful hum of desire in my veins.
For someone with no experience, he is incredible at this. I'm so consumed by him that it takes a moment to hear the slur of words.
I've memorized these…yes, sir, three vials of ogre blood…two pinches of stardust…
I stiffen and pull back from Everett. He's breathing just as heavily as I am as he tries to get himself under control, but lucky me, he can't seem to remove his hands from my ass. He rolls his forehead against mine with a soft, tortured groan.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to get so?—"
"It's not anything you did," I say quickly.
A strange emotion floods me as I realize that while I'm in here getting a taste of my ice elemental, my fae is still in terrible shape.
I think they call this emotion…guilt.
"I heard Silas in my head. I should check on him," I explain.
Everett nods as I back out of the glass shower—but the residual hunger on his face leaves me breathless. He licks his lips and drags a hand through his hair, which looks silver when wet. His glacial gaze traces every exposed inch of me, and my mouth parts as I watch his free hand slide down to slowly stroke his wet, straining erection.
Gods. I should be reaching for a towel to cover my wet nakedness, but I can't tear my attention away.
I meet his gaze, determined to get what I want before I go.
