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Reverence.
Gratitude.
Pleasure.
Thrill.
Happiness.
Love.
His hands lifted to my face, and I watched as they slowly moved over every inch of my cheekbones, chin, nose, and forehead.
I bit my lip to fight a smile when he brushed his mouth against the top of my head once, and then again.
His voice was raspy and full of emotion when he finally said, “Velvet, you arestunning.”
I bit my lip harder.
Odin tugged it free from between my teeth with a quiet growl of, “Don’t hide your smile from me.”
I rolled my eyes at him a little bit, but let my mouth stretch in the smile it wanted, and then in that grin when his emotions heightened further, crashing into me again, and again, and again.
“You like me,” I whispered to him.
“I fucking love you,” he said, raw and honest as he kissed the top of my head.
His fingers slid into my hair, and he used his grip to pull it away from my face. I watched in the mirror as he slowly turned my head, checking out every inch of me. When he dragged a fingertip over the studs in my earlobe, I shivered, and his lips curved upward. “You’re ticklish.”
“You already knew that.”
“It’s different to see than to feel.” One of his hands left my hair, and I watched as it slowly slid down my arm and to my chest.
I didn’t bother fighting my grin when he squeezed my breast—or when his other hand found the other breast, and he watched himself play with my tits.
“I need to get these clothes off of you,” he said in a low growl, nipping at my earlobe while his fingers slid beneath some of the many straps of my dress.
“Yes,” I agreed, reaching up to help him.
He batted my hands away gently. “Focus on the mirror, love. I want to watch myself strip you bare.”
A snort escaped me. “Have you even looked at yourself, yet?”
“Eh. A little. You’re far more interesting to stare at.”
I laughed. “You must have bad taste, then. Just look at you, Odin.” I turned around in his arms, forcing him to release me for a moment while I stared unashamedly at his face before letting my eyes trail down his massive figure. “See?”
“I suppose I’m fairly attractive. I lack something vital for my enjoyment of my appearance, though.”
I scowled. “If you bring up the hair, I will rip your balls off.”
He laughed. “I look fine without hair, Velvet. I don’t give a damn about my hair. I was talking about these.” He grabbed my breasts again, and held his grip on them as he turned me back around so I faced the mirror. His lips brushed my ear as he murmured to me, “Your appearance is far more fascinating to me than my own. Now, let me strip you, Beautiful.”
“Alright.” I bit my lip, fighting that grin again.
He plucked my lip from between my teeth before he hooked his fingers in the straps of my dress and started working it down.
It only took a few seconds for him to free my breasts, and then my face was burning as I watched him stroke the smooth, bare flesh. My nipples were hard, and his hands were so, so soft. It was always hot when he played with them, but there was a whole new level of heat towatchinghim touch me like that in the mirror. My hands latched onto his forearms, holding on for dear life.
