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This time, I said the full vow, though halfway through, my calm ebbed away. The promises to respect, befriend, and soothe were thick on my tongue, feeling like callous lies. Was I even capable of these things?
With my heart hammering and my palms sweaty, I pushed through until the end, breathing in relief when the final words left my lips. When I looked up at Jack, he regarded me with a kind expression, and that just made my chest tighten more.
He had no trouble saying his vow, and he watched me the whole time. It was similar to mine, only, he didn’t thank me for welcoming him to my family, but welcomed me into his, all the while looking at me with those soft eyes. It felt like a promise, and there I was, battling tears again.
What a soppy mess this wedding turned me into.
“Right, so that’s done,” the priestess said brightly, rolling the scroll back up. “You may kiss if you want, and then there’s only the matter of your special purchase, Mister Frost.”
Jack winced, and I reeled back, feeling wounded that the mere mention of kissing me made him react like that. He scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, still looking at the priestess.
“Does the… uh, the special thing… come with instructions?”
“Apply liberally on the appropriate parts before intercourse,” the priestess said brightly, giving him a flat smile. “I’ll leave you to it. Come to the counter when you’re done here.”
“Right,” Jack muttered, turning back to me as the priestess left. “Well, come here, Scarlett Frost. Let us give you a kiss.”
So the wince… wasn’t about kissing me. I kept my face impassive for fear of showing the wrong expression. There were so many weird emotions battling inside me, and some of them were warm and fluttery, which took me by surprise.
“I… If you want,” I said, my voice coming out hoarse as I took a tiny step forward, looking up at him with foreboding.
“Of course I want to kiss my bride,” he said, frowning.
When I shuffled closer, my stomach filling with eager butterflies, Jack snorted impatiently and picked me up without effort, one forearm settling under my butt, his other hand securing my back.
“There you go. Light as a feather. My ma will want to feed you,” he said with a grin, his face suddenly right in front of me, his glowing orange eyes boring into mine.
My breath hitched when the warmth of his exhale fluttered over my skin, and I breathed in deeply, because he smelled surprisingly pleasant. There was a hint of cloves, and mint, and something sweet yet dark, like buckwheat honey… I closed my eyes, breathing in again, and suddenly, it wasn’t just the scent in the air that I felt, but a taste in my mouth, as well.
Jack’s warm lips were pressed to mine, the fur on his face brushing my skin, his tongue gliding against mine.
I had kissed a few boys when I was younger and still hopeful. I knew what kissing was all about. And yet… It had never felt likethat.Like my entire body was wrapped in warmth and light, everything forgotten and pushed away in the face of this… this immediacy.
Jack’s mouth was soft but insistent, his tongue pressing against mine wide and firm, the fur tickling my cheek soft rather than bristly. He kissed me slowly but with a dazzling thoroughness, his tongue directing mine, his lips consuming.
At first, I just kissed him back, reveling in his clean, spicy taste with a hint of dark sweetness. Sharp tingles ran down my spine, awareness growing in my body, and every firm glide of Jack’s tongue fanned the flames higher until I couldn’t be still.
It wasn’t enough to just respond. It didn’t feel right to let him set the pace. So I pressed my tongue against his, eager for control now that the haze had burned away in the fire licking up my spine.
He grunted when I reached for his face, burying my fingers in his warm fur and holding him close so I could take over. I sucked on his lower lip and slid my tongue into his mouth, squirming over his forearm to improve my balance, or maybe just because it felt good…
“Scarlett,” he said hoarsely, tearing his mouth free. “Damn, little snowdrop. Stop or I’ll embarrass myself.”
I froze, mortified I did something wrong. I stared at him, panting, uncertainty churning in my belly. Before it turned into anger, Jack held me closer until my face buried in the furry crook of his neck, and he rumbled a low, pleased sound deep in his chest. My body, which had tensed back up at the rejection, softened into him until I sighed with relief.
“What did you mean?” I asked, my voice coming out small. “Embarrass yourself… how?”
Jack laughed softly and stroked my hair. “Let’s say… My body wanted that kiss to turn into something more, but this isn’t the place for it.”
My eyes widened when I got his meaning, or at least, I thought I did. Because could he really mean he was aroused? From kissingme? Even more importantly, from me kissing him like… Like I was in control? That seemed preposterous, and suddenly, I really wanted to get a good, long look at his crotch to see if he really was asembarrassedas he claimed. I couldn’t believe I had that effect on a man.
But when Jack set me down on the floor, there was no big bulge filling his leather pants. That was disappointing, and not because I wanted to see his cock straining against his pants, I told myself firmly. I just wanted to see if he lied to me. Just that.
Jack’s tail swished in tight, tense movements, and I watched it for a moment, wondering how much of his mood it revealed. I would keep an eye on it for sure. Maybe the tail could warn me if… when… Jack lost his temper, for example.
That thought was like a bucket of cold water falling hard on my soft, buzzing body. I straightened, shoulders tensing, and gave him a tight smile. “Shall we go?”
He nodded and reached down for my hand, wrapping it firmly in his. “Just need to get something and then we can go home.”
