Page 135 of Her Ivory Flame

“Help me out at least, my body is already aching.” She gestured towards her towel and he nodded in response.

He walked forward and draped the towel over his arm before grabbing her hands and helped her stand. Her legs shook as she stepped over the edge and he let go of one of her hands so he could steady her on her waist.

“Your hands are warm,” she mumbled in a tired breath.

“You're freezing, you were definitely in there for too long.” He huffed and wrapped her towel around her tightly.

He grabbed a second towel and started to help dry her hair as she leaned against the counter. Gently, he squeezed the water out and she felt herself start to lean into him.

Without a word, he set the towel down and scooped her into his arms, his warmth making her burrow into his chest. He carried her to the bed, setting her down on the edge of it and let her face him.

“Do you want clothes?” He whispered.

She shook her head and he started to move the blankets before she maneuvered herself under them, dropping the towel to the floor. She felt him pull the blanket up over her shoulder and kissed her on the forehead as her exhausted mind started to fade.

The bed started to sink next to her a few moments later and then darkness took her completely.

A light breeze brushed against her cheek, rousing her from sleep, the sky outside barely showing light from the approaching sun.

A warm wall of heat was against her back, the familiar lilac smell rousing her from her sleep state and she pushed herself closer into him to try and steal more heat.

“Morning,” he whispered, the arm around her pulling her into him.

She just groaned in response and then realized she was still naked against him. Her breathing caught, every inch of her skin on alert and he chuckled behind her.

“You know,” he whispered, dipping his head next to her ear. “We have nowhere to be.” His hand grazed across her bare hip bone and heat pooled almost instantly in her stomach.

Slowly she rolled towards him, her eyes finding his hovering just over hers and she reached her hand to his face. His hair was loose, falling down and framing his face and she could see the brightness in his eyes that she had long become familiar with.

She brushed her thumb against his lips, a small rumble coming from his chest and she let out a shaky breath. He wasn’t just hertrainer anymore, but her best friend, her protector, and now he was hermate.

Pulling gently on his face bringing it towards hers, she met him halfway and pressed her lips against his firmly. She wasn’t going to wait anymore, not when their life was so complicated.

He groaned in response and used his hand on her waist to help turn her all the way over on her back next to him, her leg feeling his hard length between them.

His lips dragged against her jaw until he gave a small nip on her ear, and she felt a surge vibrate down their bond.

A shutter went through her spine, and she whimpered as his hand dragged down the middle of her stomach, his mouth returning to hers. His lips pressed into her harder, the need in his touch matching hers.

A soft moan escaped her lips, eyes rolling to the back of her head the moment his kisses started to travel down her neck. They continued over her breast and he felt her breath hitch when his lips dragged down her stomach.

Gently he started to push her legs open, his body now kneeling on the edge of the bed and she could feel his lips get closer to her wet center.

“Kaden.” she breathed, slight panic in her voice and legs flinching.

He paused and lifted his eyes to her with an eyebrow raised.

“Do you not like this?” he asked quietly.

“No, it’s not that.” She cleared her throat and glanced down at him. “It’s just, neither of the males I have ever been with has had that kind ofappetite.”

She knew her cheeks had turned red, slight embarrassment had washed over her and she saw his lips curve up.

Slowly, he dragged his lips back up her body, keeping her legs spread around him and one hand on the inside of her thigh. His touch was gentle, and she could feel her breathing shudder when his lips tickled her ear again.

“Well I’m starving,” he whispered, his hand moving towards her center and she felt his finger slide through her wetness waiting for him.

She sucked in a breath, her head tilting further against the bed and watched him bring his finger up to his lips. Eyes not leaving each other, he dipped his finger slowly into his mouth and sucked all her juices clean from it.