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Astrid cupped my face. “It was a bad dream, Diego. It’s okay. All this talk about wolf shifters coming to get me, and Tyr promising it won’t happen again, I’m not surprised you’re having nightmares.”
I lifted my gaze, holding hers. “That’s the thing, Astrid—I wasn’t asleep.”
Silence spread between us. Astrid’s eyes widened as my words sank in. “What do you mean—you were awake?”
I sucked in a deep breath, trying to stay calm as those panicky sensations creeped up, like they had when I experienced… whatever it was. “I got up to get a snack. I was standing where you found me, when all of a sudden, I saw what I told you.”
Her brow scrunched. “How… is that even possible?”
I shook my head. “I don’t… know. I don’t know what’s going on. What’s wrong with me?”
“Hey, it’s okay.” She cooed. “It’s okay. Nothing is wrong with you. We’ll figure it out. We can talk to Aya in the morning.”
I nodded slowly, still struggling with the flood of emotions that telling Astrid about this had brought on.
Her thumbs caressed my cheeks, the touch tender and soothing. I leaned in, craving more of the calmness she offered. Astrid pulled me against her, enveloping me in kindness. I pressed my face into the crook of her neck, wrapping my arms around her waist, and clinging to the sanctuary she was.
All the negative emotions drained away, allowing warmth and contentment to settle inside my chest.
I inhaled deeply, the sweet aroma of her lavender and vanilla perfume wafting off her skin. The smell was stronger than I expected, and mixed with something else I couldn’t quite identify. I inhaled again, and then again. With every breath, something deeper stirred within me. It sparked into desire that consumed me like a raging fire until I was aware of nothing else save for Astrid’s body pressed against mine, her soft curves molding into me perfectly as if we were two pieces of a puzzle meant to fit together, and how little clothing created a barrier between us
Astrid giggled and twitched away from my nose. “That tickles, Diego.”
“You smell good,” I mumbled, taking in one last deep inhale before reluctantly pulling back. My hand glided along her smooth, bare back, exposed by her crop top, igniting flames of desire under my skin.
She gazed up at me with those stunning green eyes, and even in the low light, I took in her features—the shape of her eyes, and the curve of her nose. The angles of her heart-shaped face, and the way her freckles banded over her nose. Flecks of different green shades in her eyes I’d never quite noticed before. The curvature of her inviting, pouty lips I wanted to ravish.
“How good?” Astrid whispered, her words almost breathless. Her hand slid along my bare chest, sparking more need with each moment of contact.
I brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face. The pad of my thumb traced along her cheekbone, down to her chin. Her teeth caught on her bottom lip and her chest rose and fell erratically, as if anticipating what was to come.
The heat coursing through my veins grew hotter with each passing second. A strained growl rumbled from my throat as my cock twitched eagerly.
I’d promised myself after that moment on the couch late last week that I’d behave with her—that I wouldn’t push unless she gave me signs to, no matter how difficult it’d been the last few days. Our interactions during the festival hadn’t helped me. And knowing while she and Tyr had grown closer during that, she still shot me flirtatious looks and engaged in less-than-appropriate banter. She didn’t shy away from slightly closer-than-needed contact when I failed to keep myself in check.
That promise was crumbling. My thoughts filled with visions of her sweat-slicked body writhing beneath me; her breath coming in ragged cries as I licked and tortured her clit until she orgasmed over and over again.
“Good enough to eat,” I murmured, my voice dipping to her favorite gravelly tones.
Astrid’s eyes fluttered, and she leaned closer, her soft lips teasingly ghosting over mine. “Promise?”
My grip tightened, my cock hard and straining with the tense current flowing between us. “Cielo, I will bring you to the heights of paradise no god, dragon, or Valkyrie could ever reach, if that is what you want.”
She sucked in a sharp breath. Lust filled her eyes, and I swore I could smell it—the dampness growing between her thighs—rolling off her, like the most enticing perfume.
Astrid’s fingers slid into my hair, and her next word came out as a soft caress over every barely controlled nerve. “Please.”
That single word snapped every reserve I had. Tangling my fingers into her silky hair, I captured her lips with mine. Astrid groaned, the sound reverberating down to my cock. She pressed into me, her tongue darting out and sliding against my mouth, making enticing attempts to hasten my pace. But I didn’t give in, no matter how much I was tempted to.
I took my time, leisurely kissing her—tasting her—memorizing every contact of our lips. After all the wanting and longing, I would savor this moment with her, in case it was my last.
I nibbled and sucked on her lower lip until she whimpered. I couldn’t express the sensation of satisfaction I received from that response alone, and as a reward, I gave her what she asked for.
My tongue glided against her lips, and she eagerly opened for me. I inhaled deeply, my pulse rising as my tongue delved deep inside her mouth. Her tongue wrestled with mine, and she tried to pull me closer, as if she could fuse us together.
My hands roamed down her back and along her firm ass, then I pulled her onto my lap. Astrid rocked her hips, grinding into my erection.
I groaned and gripped her ass in an attempt to still her movements, then broke the kiss. “Patience, Cielo.”
