“Iamyours,” Vor whispered, kissing Snow’s forehead.
“Fate brought you back to me, and I won’t allow anything to steal you away again. Including your own doubts. You’re not the same man you were then. You said it yourself just moments ago.” Snow climbed astride Vor and stared down at his mate. “And you’ve been punishedenough.”
Vor crossed his arms under his head. A small, seductive smile played over his lips, though Snow could still see lingering doubts.
Snow slid his hips up and down Vor’s lap until he felt the monster under him growing. He’d have to make Vor forget those doubts.
“Snow…”Vor scoffed. “You just fainted. You need rest.”
“I’ll rest.Afteryou reclaim me as yours.” Snow moaned. “Afteryou prove to me how much you want me. Erase the doubts from my mind.”
Vor’s eyelids grew heavy. He pulled his hands from under his head and moved them to the hem of Snow’s tunic. It was off in a flash, the tights soon following. Snow rubbed his nude body all over Vor—who was still fully dressed.
The door to Snow’s bedchamber opened, and Shen appeared in the gap. “Have you fini—” He stopped, shaking his head. “Of course you’ve finished talking and moved on to earthier delights.”
“Would you like them to join us?” Vor whispered.
Snow gazed down at Vor. After the loss he’d suffered, he wanted time with Vor alone. Turning his attention to Shen, he smiled. “Give us a half hour and then you three are welcome to join us. Right now, I wish to be alone with my mate.”
The pleasure-filled smile that graced Shen’s face was a menace. “Anything you wish,Your Highness.”
As the door closed, Snow crawled down Vor’s body. He untied Vor’s soft leather braies and reached in to stroke the hard cock under it. Vor peeled his vest and tunic off, baring his chest.
“I’m shocked to see you still wearing these after what you said in the chapel.”
Vor snickered. “It’s not as if there’s any clothing here large enough to fit me. I was told my old clothes were all but destroyed during the fight and that every tailor in the kingdom came together to make these in time for my funeral.”
“Good thing I didn’t tear anything from your body,” Snow said, smiling. “I’ll have to ask our tailors to create a trousseau for you as a gift for our upcoming mating ceremony.”
“Trousseaus are foromegas,”Vor scoffed.
“They can be for whomever I choose,” Snow said. “I can’t have my future Prince Consort walking around the castle naked, now can I?” He grinned. “Although, I wouldn’t mind that myself.”
Vor grinned, but it faded as a groan of pleasure escaped him. His gaze dropped to Snow’s hand working up and down his shaft.
“I’m sorry I lied to you about not being of noble birth,” Vor whispered, his head falling back against the pillow. He met Snow’s gaze. “Do you forgive me?”
“If we’re being honest, I lied to you once, too.”
Vor’s eyes narrowed. “About what?”
“About being a virgin,” Snow replied, continuing to stroke Vor.
“Nay,”Vor said. His eyes widened as he searched Snow’s face. “There’s no way you were a virgin that first night.”
“The only cocks that had ever been inside me before that had been my godemiches. You were my first, Vor. The first man to claim my body. How thoroughly you did your job, hmm?”
Vor collected Snow’s face with both hands, stilling him. “I wish you would’ve told me. I would’ve been gentler. We wouldn’t have pushed you so.Snow…”
“I feared you wouldn’t have touched me at all. You did nothing I didn’t want,” Snow said. “I wasn’t in the mood for gentle… or easy. I might not have known a real man yet, but I wasn’t untried, either.”
Vor dragged him down for a kiss. “No more lies between us?”
Snow shook his head. “No more lies.”
Vor rolled Snow under him, pinning him to the mattress. “To clear the air… I’ve known you were mine since the forest where I found you.”
Wide eyed, Snow gazed up at him. “Why did you not say anything then?”
