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She frowned, tilting her head as she looked up at me. “You sound irritated. Are you jealous of what the tentacled boogeyman might do to my body?”

I huffed. “You haven’t yet discovered what an ice lord can do to your body, so no.”

She crooked her neck to look up the stairs. “Why are you stopping?”

“Let’s get one thing straight. No boogeyman, tentacled or not, is putting one finger—or limb—on your body.”

Her laugh spurted out, though she kept her voice low. “If you don’t mind, I’ll try out an ice lord before I decide something like that.”

I bolted, taking the stairs two at a time and only paused for her to enter the code on her door to unlock it. Inside, I kicked the door shut, secured it, and snarled. “Bedroom?”

She waved her hand. “My boogeyman abode is through the kitchen and the first door on the left. There’s only one bedroom in the apartment, actually. I imagine you—and the boogeyman with luscious tentacles—can find it.”

She was such a tease. I was going to make her pay for every word said to prick my heart.

I raced across her kitchen and into her bedroom, where I tossed her onto the monster-sized bed and crawled on top of her.

17

MELLY

There was nothing better than an out of control ice lord.

My ice lord, that is.

He tossed me onto the bed and joined me, his forearms caging my arms, his mouth claiming mine.

I clung to him, on fire for him already. Funny how it hadn’t taken me long to realize I wanted to be with this guy in every way possible. Need pounded through me, and the only thing grounding me was my hands on his shoulders.

His tongue stroked its way past my lips, the only barrier to my mouth and probably my heart. Our mouths moved together and like he was the fire to dry wood, I caught flame. I feverishly tugged at his shirt, wanting it off, craving the feel of his skin on mine.

He lifted his head. “You’re sure?”

“About everything,” I breathed. “Clothing. Off. Show me what you can offer.” The last came out in a teasing tone.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said with a grin. He wrenched his shirt up over his head and tossed it aside.

I took in the play of muscles across his smooth blue chest, the way his abs rippled as he held himself above me. With a fingertip, I traced his pecs and meandered down his sternum to the rows of taut muscles flexing across his belly. “You must work out all the time.”

“Ice climbing. Hiking. Repairing ice cabins. Rock climbing. Search and rescue where we go for days without stopping, determined to find whoever is lost.”

“That’s amazing. I imagine it’s scary but wonderful when you locate them.”

“It gave me a purpose when I needed one most.”

I sensed there was more to his family story than just an older brother who was distant, one who apparently had no qualms about stealing his younger brother’s girlfriend. Slime, that’s what he was, and I’d shout it in his face if I ever met him. I’d want to shout it, that is. I wouldn’t do anything to embarrass Elrik or myself.

But I didn’t want to think about that right now. I wanted to show him that I adored everything about him, that I wanted him above all others.

His mouth fell on mine again, hot and demanding, and I gave way, any barrier I might’ve erected around my heart falling to let in this male alone.

He tugged my sundress up, bunching it in his big fist, until there was nothing between us but my skimpy panties and bra.

Leaving my mouth, he kissed along my jaw and down my neck, nibbling as he went. My skin caught flamewherever he touched, and as he teased his tongue across my overheated skin, my moan ripped out.

He stroked my thigh, his hand creating swirling patterns that crept closer and closer to my core. I was feverish already, thrusting my hips up. I craved his hand there. His fingers. His mouth. His cock.

He eased my underwear down, and I kicked it away. My bra soon followed. And when he nudged my thighs apart, I spread them eagerly.

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