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Maybe he really did want to kiss me.
“We can, um . . .” There were times when spontaneity worked wonders.
I rose onto my knees, latched onto his shoulders, and planted my mouth on his. This way, he wasn’t breaking the word he’d given himself. I was doing it for him instead. Semantics, but still.
A twist, and he lay on the rug spanning the wooden floor in front of the sink with me lying on top of him. His tongue stroked my lips and made demands I was very eager to give in to.
His warm hands stroked up and down my back, and when he cupped my ass and squeezed, a growl ripped up his throat.
His mouth was pure bliss. Kissing him filled a part of me inside I hadn’t realized was empty.
I tugged up his shirt, wiggling myself around on his body to get it up enough I could touch his skin. He was hot. A regular inferno. And I was dry wood and paper, poised to ignite.
I lifted my head, locking my gaze on his, finding flames there, as if he’d captured white-hot lightning and trapped it within his soul.
“You taste amazing,” he said.
“We um, probably shouldn’t be doing this here. We’re pretty much inside a church. Lying on the kitchen floor in front of a sink.”
“Not the place I’d ever want to claim my fated mate.”
Claim? I had a feeling that involved more than kisses.
Oh, my. I fanned my face because I was the one feeling hot now. I scrambled off him and stood while he sat, staring up at me.
“I didn’t make you uncomfortable, did I?” he asked.
“You were the one lying on the ratty rug in front of the sink.”
“I’d happily lie on mud if you were on top of me.”
He rose to his feet and took my hands.
“You didn’t make me uncomfortable,” I said. “I worried I was doing that to you.”
“Never happening.” He gave me a smile that made my knees tremble. “I’m declaring myself for you, Melly. Are you ready to be courted by an ice lord?”
Once again, I could barely think, so I nodded.
“Good girl,” he said.
I’d never thought I was one who enjoyed praise kink, but if I could be Elrik’s good girl, I was all over it.
“What does being courted by an ice lord entail?” And where was he going with this? Claiming meant dating, right? Kisses. Maybe some touching, but . . .
There was no such thing as fated mates.
Except his skin was icy when I first met him, and now he was hotter than an oven.
“I’m going to pursue you until you tell me you want everything,” he said.
I lifted my eyebrows. “Everything?”
“My heart. My future. My children if the fates grant them to us. My ring on your finger. My cock buried deep inside your body. My kisses. My home and hearth and the heat that’s blazing inside me only for you.”
“That’s a lot to take in all at once.” But my skin felt as hot as his now. My body had gone melty. And I suspected when his cock was buried deep inside my body, I was going to cry out his name.
“That’s why we’re going to finish up here, go talk to Sue and Alfred, and then I’m going to take you back to Creature Cones.”
