Page 54 of Thorns of Frost


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Growling, the prince crushed his lips to mine again as his hands slid down to cup my backside. He hoisted me up, plastering me against his broad chest as a snarl worked through his lips.

I moaned, unable to help it as heat spiraled through me. The male was a sorcerer with his tongue. And his scent. His taste. Mother Below, but once again, Iwantedhim.

“Ilara,” he groaned, the sound guttural and barely fae.

His hands were everywhere, up my body, in my hair, cupping my breasts, feeling the curve of my backside.

Desire pooled between my legs, and his nostrils flared as a satisfied-sounding purr came next.

“You’remine,” he said on a low growl.

That possessive declaration left his lips, and for the first time, I wondered if it wasn’t entirely about owning my power, but then my focus became the taste of his mouth and the strength of his hands. Lust consumed me so completely that all of my thoughts fled.

Chilled air kissed my skin as my nipples peaked in the frosty air. The prince had me against a wall, my dress entirely ridden up with both of my legs hooked around his waist, and he’d somehow freed one of my breasts and was feasting upon my nipple like a dying male.

AndMother...did the male know how to use his tongue.

He growled again when I hissed as a thousand nerve endings came to life under his masterful touch, but when he bit my nipple hard enough for my head to clear, I realized what we were doing, and Mother Below, I was once again practically fuckingthe murderer of my family.

“Prince Norivun!” I tried to wrench myself away from him even though my core throbbed. “Prince Norivun,” I gasped again, then clawed at his chest.

But he only growled more, then cupped my rear with his other hand and squeezed my soft flesh.

“Oh gods.” My head tilted back when one of his fingers curved forward to tickle my clit. A shockwave of rapture spiraled through me.

“So wet,” he groaned as his finger pulled back just enough to find my damp entrance. He swept my underthings to the side, and when his thick finger began to enter me, my entire body seized.

Yes. Gods, yes.

My eyes flew open.

No, what am I doing?

“You muststop.” I pounded on his back. Shadows dipped his expression into such vicious beauty that, for a moment, I couldn’t speak. My chest rose and fell so rapidly as my legs quivered around him.

Absolute need etched his features into dark desperation, and I struggled to remember why I’d stopped him.

“Ilara?” he finally said, his breathing ragged as his hard erection bulged in his pants.

We both panted, clouds puffing around us, but I somehow managed to whisper, “Um, it’s, ah...” I closed my eyes, trying to clear my thoughts. “It wasn’t Lord Waterline!”Yes, that’s it. That’s why we’re here.“Lord Waterline isn’t to blame for attacking me. Lady Endalaver manipulated him.”

He blinked, then blinked again.

I forced myself out of his grip, and he finally released me enough that I was able to stand. My core throbbed, but I made myself take a step away.

His gaze fell, his lip curling savagely when he beheld my bare breast.

He was already reaching for me again when I took another teetering step to the side and straightened my clothing, covering myself again.Mother Below, what’s happening?I could barely function.

He snarled, and the sound of it sent a tingle straight to my clit, but I made myself stay away from his touch. “I had to stop you. I couldn’t let you kill him, and I couldn’t think of anything better to do, so I kissed you.”

Silence.

“Prince Norivun?” I gulped in another breath.

“You kissed me,” he finally repeated. Another second passed. “What?” Genuine confusion painted his features.

“It’s not Lord Waterline. It’s Lady Endalaver. You weren’t understanding, so I kissed you before you could kill him.”

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