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I stare at him through watering eyes, focusing on his mouth that’s still moving even if I can make out the words—focusing on the pleasing shape of his lips, the flash of the silver stud in his tongue when he licks them, the white teeth, one of them chipped, making the quick grin he flashes me charming and boyish, inhaling his scent of wood smoke and pine resin…
Hot. Boy is hot.
Ah fuck. Now is not the time to lust after Emrys—but before I can look away, he huffs a strange little breath and leans in.
“You taught me how to distract her,” he says, and now he’s in my space, a big hand coming to rest on my jaw. I flinch, expecting violence, but he restraints his strength, his grip firm but gentle. His thumb flicks over my cheekbone and I let out a breath.
“Distract her or me?”
He grins. “Both at once. Distract your mind from the spell. As long as it’s not about Mia, we’re good.”
“Mia? I—”
His mouth covers mine, swallowing the words, and I feel my eyes widen, then flutter closed. We’ve done this before, I think, I kind of remember this, this hungry kissing, his tongue thrusting aggressively against mine, fighting for dominance, his grip on me turning hard, uncompromising. Wanting.
It’s an uncomfortable position. He’s gone to his knees and I’m still sitting on the floor, my hands having found their way to his shoulders, holding on for dear life.
He pulls back, breathing hard. His lashes sweep down, a slow blink.
“Damn,” I whisper. “I taught you how to do this, huh?”
His mouth twitches. “Get over yourself. I know how to kiss, asshole.”
I grin back at him, thoroughly distracted and aching with desire, my dick throbbing in my pants. “Yeah, you do.”
“Come on.” He gets up in one fluid motion and I can’t help but zero in on the bulge at his crotch. He’s hard, too. Damn hard. He reaches a hand down to me and I grasp it, letting him pull me to my feet.
And then he’s shoving me against the wall and pressing against me, stealing my breath, his mouth crushing mine.
I like it too fucking much. I like his muscular body pressed to mine, I like his teeth scraping over my lips, his tongue shoving into my mouth.
When he breaks the kiss, I’m so hard I ache.
“Dammit,” he growls.
“What?” I’m breathless and can’t remember what we’re trying to do, except I want in his pants so damn bad my hands are already tugging on the buckle of his belt.
“Wait,” he says. “Not like this.”
“Why not?” I can’t think past the feel of him, of every part of him touching me.
“We need to talk and you’re too distracting, Ash, damn you.”
“I thought that was the idea.”
“Fucker.” Shaking his head, he drags me to the bed, pushes me down on the mattress. The rest of my breath knocked out of me, I stare up at the ceiling, past his spiky head.
“You’re a damn pushy demon,” I mutter but the intriguing question of this enchantment he mentioned means I allow his manhandling, waiting to see where this is going.
To my surprise, he settles down beside me. “Now we can talk,” he says.
“Like this?”
“Best way there is.” He settles more comfortably against me.
“Rys, Jesus Christ, are you… cuddling me?”
“I don’t cuddle, asshole,” he says stiffly. “I’m just resting.”
