Page 84 of Season Warriors & Wolves

She shivered and her mouth parted, her tongue sweeping over her rosy lips to wet them. “Alright.”

There was not a moment of hesitation before she backed away and sprinted into the forest. I waited a little for her steps to falter and blend into the night sounds, and then chased in her direction. The air was brisk and sharp with the taste of pine and winter, but it carried her maddening scent of lily. Folk of all sorts began fluttering close by and the shadows surrounding me blurred and blended together, distracting me enough to lose grasp where Snow was for a moment.

Hells, she was fucking fast.

But I knew the shape of her shadows better than I knew the shape of the moon. And she needn’t be hung in any skies for her to be bright. For her to glow.

Moonlight had cast a halo over her form, her black hair glistening as wind weaved its hands around it while she ran. The little white satin nightgown she wore had ridden up along with the jacket and I had the most explicitly delicious view of her silken thighs that puckered with muscles each time her feet met the ground.

Her giggles were contagious, echoing like a dreamy lullaby in the dark forest. She glanced back from time to time, throwing me a massive grin over her shoulder.

She didn’t slow. She only ran faster. The burn, the breathlessness, all made her run faster. When her giggles faded and she wouldn’t look back at me anymore, I knew she needed to be in my arms.

I deviated around her and crossed the forest almost diagonally in her direction, and once I was close enough, I wrapped my arm around her waist and lifted her up. She half screamed and half giggled when I threw her over my shoulder, smacking the soft flesh of her arse and biting her thigh. “Should have run faster, my love.”

“Maybe I didn’t want to,” she said breathlessly, wiggling like mad in my hold.

I lowered her down till she wrapped her legs around my waist. “What should I do to you first, hm?” I kissed her soft mouth till she was melting around my tongue. Her hips moved against mine and my already painful erection was straining hard against my trousers.

She pulled back for a breath, her golden gaze was glossy and glistening with lust. “Please don’t hurt me, mighty Night King,” she whispered, feigning the dramatic plea, and my cock loved that. “Should I yell for help? Am I in big, big trouble?”

I chuckled and bit her shoulder till she moaned in my ear. “I’m going fuck you till you will be too sore to walk let alone run.”

“Oh, no,” she moaned.

A cloud of black rose up and around, shielding us from the world.

“What secret are you about to tell me in the dark?” she murmured, rolling her hips against mine.

I braced her back against a tree and unbuttoned my trousers. “How about I show you?”

“Can’t see.”

“No need to see this one,” I said, pulling the thin material of her underwear to the side and pushing myself inside her. She was already soaked, her wetness clicking my cock and letting me easily slip in and out of her.

“My sweet sin,” I murmured over her throat, chasing kisses to her ear. “Did the chase excite you?”

Her back arched under my touch when she took all of me, adjusting so, so well, her breasts perfectly pressing to my chest, letting me feel all of her on me. “Ah, yes.”

She moaned, her fingers digging on my shoulders, in my hair, my neck. Desperately grabbing and holding me to her while I fucked her. She didn’t know how perfect she looked even in the dark, how much she glowed against it. How envious of her it was when she smiled drunkenly, not realising anyone could see it.

I ran my hands all over her, pushing the jacket off her shoulders and feeling her cool skin over my own, cupping my hands all over her curves, feeling what belonged to me. From the way her body responded to my touch, leaning in and shivering, I knew my claim on her. Her mind—I wanted to know my claim there. “Say you’re mine.”

She bit on my lip, hard, sucking on a droplet of blood seeping out the broken skin. “I’m yours. Fuck, Kil, I am yours.” Her fingers ran down my chest to my navel, lightly scratching skin and making my abs and my breath tighten. “But you are mine too.”

When she smiled against my mouth, so victorious of the way she broke any control I had, any sanity I held, there was no restraint in the way I claimed her after.

Her body bucked and she cried out, the divine sounds bouncing back around the darkness to torment me, to tempt me. Throwing me right at the edge of delirium.

Excruciatingly, I came.

“I love you,” I said over her mouth, still ravishing her notes of ecstasy, the way her tight cunt pulsed around me and how her body puckered with gooseflesh and redness when I drew out her release.

Her fingers grabbed at my hair, gently pulling to kiss me how she wanted to—so hungrily. “And I love you, Kil.”

Fuck, I wanted to remain buried in her.

She swayed in my arms when I put her down, her lips parted, panting for air. “That was,” she breathed out, giggling. “That was good, so good.”