The tightness of her underwear stopped me from touching what I really needed to touch.
A blast of blazing frustration tore out of me and...I couldn’t stop it.
For the first time in my life, the fire that’d burned me alive didn’t hit an obstruction—it didn’t smash against the pain of the vitalsync core and had nothing to stop it from exploding free.
Heat licked down my arm in a violent rush.
The scent of burning fabric filled the air as her underwear switched from cotton to soot. Embers flew around us like dying fireflies and my fingers...
They landed on her hot, damp flesh when the rest of her was so perfectly cool.
She stared at me, wide-eyed, chest heaving—not hurt or burned but bare andmine.
The fire surged again and the plane groaned as if buckling against its rivets.
“Lucien.” She cupped my cheeks with both hands, pulling me down until my mouth hovered over hers. “Calm down.”
So close. So cool. So sweet and soft and mine, mine,mine.
Kissing her hard, my hand settled over her bare core.
My fingers touched her—skin to skin—and the inferno inside me collapsed in on itself. Scalding heat bled away in a rush so violent, it left me dizzy.
She was the difference between catastrophe and control.
The key to switching off the torturous heat.
Pressing my forehead to her shoulder, I splayed my hand over her silky warmth. Her hips surged upward, giving herself to me and...I couldn’t do it.
Biting her shoulder, I pressed a finger slowly inside her.
She gasped and shuddered as her thighs fell open. I did my best not to come from the best fucking feeling in the world. Her hotness when the rest of her bordered on icy. Her wetness that was so much silkier than anything I’d ever felt before.
She shuddered as I dragged my nose along her jaw and sank my teeth into her neck. My finger continued to sink slowly inside her, memorising every ridge and ripple and clench.
“Oh my God,” she moaned as I pulled back a little, stroking every inch.
Kissing my way back to her mouth, I didn’t bother with words or conversation. Therewereno words or conversation. Merely heat and fire and need.
I sank in a second finger.
She jack-knifed beneath me as I hit an obstruction—revealing what she’d told me back in Cinderkeep had been real. I was her first. Just like she was mine. No other man had touched her like this andfuckthat undid the rest of my control.
The urge to push past that tight lock inside her almost had me turning into a monster. I wanted to be the one to take that from her. To forever be linked to her because of what I’d stolen—
She tensed as I pressed against it.
A soft gasp as if it hurt.
I settled with one finger and thrustdeep.
She cried out with pleasure instead of pain.
I swallowed her moan as I kissed her hard.
Her heart kicked as I crushed her against the mattress, her fingers clutching the back of my neck, dragging me impossibly closer.
I kissed her so,sohard.
