Page 67 of Heart On Ice


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There were a million little reasons I could tell her, but at this moment I just wanted to show her.

Pushing at the waistband of her jeans, they pooled at her feet leaving her standing in a pair of panties that matched the bralette I’d just taken off.

The only light in the room—a dim light from an orb on her nightstand—backlit her entire form, making her skin glow as she stared down at me.

“And because who could take a look at you when you stand in front of them like this and not fall head over heels in love?”

As I said it, I was afraid I’d gone too far too fast and she was about to rebuild the fortress she used to keep herself safe.

But instead, Ciara’s hands were soft on my cheeks as she leaned down and pressed her lips to mine.

“Is it okay that I don’t say it back just yet?”

Her question was whispered so softly against my mouth that I almost missed it.

“Take all the time you need,” I assured her, my fingers tracing the line of her spine. “I’ve got all the time in the world.”

What happened next was a blur of my clothing being removed and Ciara’s panties joining her bralette on the floor.

Hovering over her body, I glanced down between us where my cock was almost achingly hard.

“You still on that birth control?”

Ciara nodded, her fingers curling in the hair at the nape of my neck. “Yes, why?”

“Because I need to feel every inch of you right now.”

Notching the head of my cock at her damp entrance, I thrust inside as slowly as my instincts would allow.

I could recognize the haze of a rut hovering just on the edges of my consciousness, but I shoved it away.

A rut was all my alpha taking over and it made it hard to recall specific details from my first night with Ciara.

I wanted to remember tonight. Every gasp, every moan, every tight clutch of her cunt on my cock as her lock, the mirror of my knot, twisted around it.

Ciara’s nails dug into my back, dragging down and probably leaving thin scratches that would definitely be seen by the rest of the guys at our next practice.

Good, my inner alpha purred, then they’ll all know I belong to Ciara Callaghan and she belongs to me.

Her hips rolled up to meet mine, her lips falling open in a moan that I quickly caught with my own mouth, our tongues entwining as we moved together.

Ciara gave my shoulder a tap. “Let me on top.”

I obliged, pulling her up into my lap until I was on my knees, her legs spreading to accommodate the width of the tops of my thighs.

This position brought her body completely flush with mine and I could feel every inch of her silky smooth skin as she slid all the way down on my cock, bringing me even deeper inside of her.

The edge of my knot butted against the entrance of her pussy and I could feel the flutter of it on the sensitive flesh as Ciara’s arms wrapped around my neck and she tucked her face just under my chin.

“That feels so—” she stuttered out, her hips lifting slightly before dropping back down. “Good.”

A laugh huffed out of me. “You’re very honest when I’m so deep inside of you.”

My fingers dug into the juncture where her torso and hips met and I lifted her, trusting her to use her legs to help me as we moved together much more slowly than before.

Whatever snappy reply Ciara was going to shoot back at me was lost to her as I let her drop more firmly onto my cock, this time her too-tight entrance spreading over my knot and very nearly slipping inside.

“Have you ever taken a knot before?” I asked, surprised that it was allowing me any entry at all.

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