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There was more reluctance in his voice when he replied, “Right.”

I crossed the room and set my hands on his face. I hadn’t ever really touched him like that before, and realized I liked it tremendously. “Then why don’t you want to do it?”

His hands landed on mine, pressing them tighter against his skin. “Because it would kill me if you regretted it, alright? If we take that step, and then you go back to hating me, or fearing me, it would fuckingkill me.”

Oh.

My emotions softened.

He hadn’t lost control over his sanity since we’d been in the cave, so we hadn’t kissed. We hadn’t even really hugged.

But… if he was like me, then the physical shit would make him feel better.

So I pulled his face toward mine, went up on my tiptoes, and kissed him.

We never kissed softly, or lightly.

There were no sweet brushes of lips when it came to us.

There was only absolutely devouring each other.

My tongue slid into his mouth, and he groaned deep in his chest. His hands left the backs of mine, finding my hip and ass as he dragged me closer. My legs hooked around the back of him, pinning his erection to my core as his tongue made love to mine.

The way he kissed me… it was life, and pleasure, and bliss. It was fierce, and beautiful, and sensual.

And everything else stopped, while my tongue was in his mouth. While his was in mine.

My back met a cold stone wall, and I used the hard pressure of it to arch against him. Fire erupted on my skin, burning away my dress, and his pants. Baring us to each other.

He groaned into my mouth when his warm hardness ground against my slick center, and I dragged my teeth over his lip to remind him that he was supposed to be kissing me.

That he wasmine.

He refocused on tasting every inch of my mouth, reveling in every moan I gave him and every arch of my hips that drew the head of his erection closer to my slit.

His lips left mine as his fingers buried in my hair, tugging my head until it was tilted to the side, baring my neck to him.

Odin focused on my throat, sucking and licking and nipping as he worked his way down the length of it.Torturing me.

Nothing existed but us.

And we wereeverything.

Together, like this, nothing mattered.

Not which world we were in. Not our friends, or where they were.

Nothing but me, and him, and the way he touched me.

And… I wanted more.

I wanted to feel him inside me. To make sure he knew that I wasn’t only going to have sex with him to seal the bond—but because I wanted him, in every way there was.

Rolling my hips just enough, I lined his erection up with my slit.

He went still, his teeth freezing on my collarbone.

“I want you,” I told him, my voice a harsh, panting whisper. “Can I have you?”

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