I cried out as he fell over me, silencing me with a hot kiss.
My world shrank to nothing but his lips and the thundering beat of his heart.
His fingers tore at the shirt I’d borrowed, ripping it open and sending buttons pinging everywhere. I wore nothing beneath and his mouth locked around my nipple, making my spine arch.
His tongue laved the sensitive peak, making other things tingle.
Skating his hand down my belly, he growled as he found me already wet. “I can’t control myself around you. I can’t control myself without you. You’re killing me.”
I moaned as he slipped two fingers inside me. With his mouth on my breast and his fingers inside me, I had nowhere to run, no way to stop the building, tangling orgasm that already begged to detonate.
Kissing his way up my throat, he locked his teeth around my neck.
He shuddered as I ran my nails down his back.
“Fuck.” He convulsed as I burrowed my hand between us and fisted his hot, hard erection.
The second I touched his bare, burning flesh, he kicked off his offending trousers, then pounced on me. The smoke from his back thickened until I couldn’t see a thing apart from him.
The tips of his hair smouldered. Tiny flames danced over his fingernails as he touched every inch of me. His scent of scorched cedar and caramelised sugar intoxicated me way better than the wine, and when he kissed me—plunging his tongue in time with his fingers—my mouth flooded with flavours of decadent toffee and molten rum.
With a savage curse, he mounted me so swiftly, so deeply, frost unravelled from my heart. It shot over my skin like lace as he completely corrupted me.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” He twitched inside me. “You’re the only thing that helps. The only one I trust. My leash. My Rook.”
I moaned as he kissed me.
Whatever was left of his self-control snapped as he dug his fists into the blankets and thrust. Hard.
I felt himeverywhere.
Icy power spiralled around my bones, seeking a way out as he withdrew and slammed back in. His mouth sought mine, kissing me with feverish need.
My hands landed on his lower back, sinking my nails into his scorching skin. Feeling the muscles flex on either side of his spine as he took me....Knowing he’d never been with anyone else like this. God, it made that ice inside me crystallise and sharpen, splintering into brilliant, jagged facets that arrowed between my legs.
“Fuck, what are you doing to me? I need...I need...” He gave up trying to talk and gave me his body instead. With every brutal stroke, more snow radiated from my core—ice webbed over the sheets with patterns that looked like ancient spells...invoking elemental magic to bind him to me forever.
My hips rose to meet his, taking him deeper, harder, giving him everything I had because he gave me all of him.
Our energies synced and knotted.
A dance.
A wonderful waltz between our hearts and souls, connecting like living lightning.
The room crackled as if his fire had got loose.
My oath not to be responsible for damages made me smile against his mouth and...
White icy light burst beyond his smokescreen. Frost consumed the bed, racing across the floor and up the walls, cocooning his fire in a glittering cage where he couldn’t cause any destruction.
He kissed me as hard as he took me.
I hovered on the knife-edge of release.
“Lucien...” I clawed at his back. “Please.”
It was too much.
