Page 168 of Spring Guardians & Songbirds

I looked up at him. “I am sure that is up for discussion if I was doing something else.” Leaning forward, I blew his wound to help the salve dry. That got me a pained groan from him. And the way his muscles twitched almost made me gloat with victory.

His hand slid to my neck before slipping through my hair and pulling my head back so I could look at him. And it was all it took for my thoughts to turn all shades of filthy.

“Don’t fucking smile at me like that.”

“How should I smile at you?”

“Not like you want to suck me off.”

Batting my lashes and putting on an innocent smile I asked, “Better?”

I was too focused on my job at hand and startled when he hooked his hands under my shoulders and lifted me to his lap like I was a feather. “I give up,” he rasped, pushing a strand away from my face and kissing my cheek. The way that silver stare bore on mine with glazing hunger made my heart pulse madly against my ribs.

“What?”

He rested his forehead on mine and let out a long sigh. “I give up. I will be just that. I will be just a fuck. I’ll be your dirty secret.”

Had I hit my head that hard? “You will? Why did you change your mind?”

His hands slipped to my waist, thumbs working in circles over my skin and my breath hitched. “Because I am desperate for you. Any piece of you.” I was not sure if it was the caress or the words that spread electric heat over my spine. Whatever it was, it licked my body with shivers. “And I don’t think I want to die before having you. I don’t want to die without hearing you call my name while I come inside of you.”

My toes might have curled a little from the image he painted in my head. I reached to rest my palms on his shoulders, my fingers skimming his muscles, unrestrained. “Do we add this to our deal?”

He chuckled, grazing my chin with his lips. “My wife is a rigorous businesswoman.”

“Where do I sign?” I asked, leaning forward and planting a peck on the corner of his jaw then a few more down his neck.

He drew me closer, the move shifting me right over his hardened erection and my body floated with waves of delicious heat. “The things you do to me, Snow.”

I swallowed hard and tried not to squirm on him. My core had caught fire and I missed his touch.

He weaved his fingers through my hair and just held me for a moment despite the way his body was fighting the urge to grind against mine. “Do you need me?”

I thought it was obvious. But he wanted reassurance. “I need you.”

His hands moved further down on my body, over my arms, my waist and down my thighs where he tortured me with light touches until I began taking in short and sharp breaths. On the way back up, his fingers caught on my nightgown, pulling it up my body till it was over my head and on the ground. His eyes were on me when he leaned forward and took my nipple on his mouth and groaned around it. The vibration travelled all down my belly and straight between my legs where wetness began gliding.

He kissed his way up to my face while his strong hands kneaded and palmed my breasts, fingers playing with their swollen centres. He stilled for a moment, his lips resting not a hair away from mine. A silent question.

“You can kiss anywhere but my mouth,” I said.

“Was our first kiss that terrible?”

The way his breath touched my lips shot more want in me than any kiss would have ever. “No one would want a repeat of that.”

He grinned wide and cupped my face to kiss the bridge of my nose. “This is my spot anyway.”

Every sensation in my body was erratic. No one…no one and nothing had made me feel this much with a touch alone, with how they looked at me, spoke to me, breathed near me.

“You will really fuck me?” This felt unreal.

He clamped my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, tugging and rolling the swollen nub before leaning in to suck on my neck. “No, not tonight at least. Tonight I will make sweet love to you.” I gave him a hard smack on the shoulder and he chuckled, his fingers circled my breast, tracing its shape and I shuddered, arching onto the touch and seeking for more.

“Oh gods,” I moaned when he bit down on it. Heat pooled on my lower stomach and I rolled my hips, searching for some relief for that ache below. The towel around his hips was the only barrier between us and it was torturous. “Kilian, please, I want you inside of me. Please, please.” I was so ready for him.

He chuckled against my neck. “So polite,” he drew out, his fingers softly descending down my back and over my bottom before they brushed between my legs, against the wetness gathering there. “Fuck, you’re soaked, love.” He brought his fingers to his mouth, licking all of them clean, one by one, and giving me a massive grin. “I missed your taste on my tongue.” He pinched my jaw and probed my lips open with his thumb before sliding his tongue in my mouth.

Sweet hells.