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He sets my soul on fire.
"Wh-what if…?"
"What?" he breathes, lips frozen on my neck.
"What if I want you to have it, Reaper?" I ask, my voice a mere scrap of sound. "What if I want you to ask?"
His rumble shakes the entire bed as it vibrates through me, starting an avalanche inside me. He flips me over with gentle hands, his amber eyes wild as they find mind in the quasi-dark.
"You want to mate with me."
A blush climbs up my cheeks. "I wouldn't put it quite that way," I whisper.
His calloused fingers chase my blush across my cheekbones, an unrepentant grin stealing over his handsome face. "Nei? How about this one, then?" His grin grows even more wicked and unrepentant. "You want to fuck me."
"Reaper," I groan, my cheeks blazing with heat.
His deep chuckle rolls over me.
"Gods, I love how shy and sweet you are, Tori." His lips brush mine. "My cock aches every time you blush."
"It must ache a lot then," I mumble.
"Ja," he says, his expression far too serious. "Every minute since I found you, little Valkyrie."
I lick my lips, reaching deep for a little courage. "I ache too," I whisper. "So damn bad, Reaper. It hurts."
Distress flows through his eyes like a river. "You hurt for me? Nei."
"I do. Don't you feel it?" I grab his hand, pressing it to my chest, right over my heart. "I feel you right here, Reaper. Every second, I feel you."
His eyes, molten amber pools, flash with an intensity that takes my breath away. His lips crash into mine, his large body pressing me back against the mattress.
"I feel you too," he murmurs into the kiss, his voice a husky growl. "Every damn minute, solsken."
His kiss sears every last inch of me, igniting a wildfire within my core that consumes me whole. Each stroke of his tongue against mine sends jolts of electricity rippling through me, making me gasp into his mouth.
He pulls back, his gaze dropping to where his hand rests against my chest, the heat of his touch seeping through the thin fabric of my shirt and burning a path straight to my heart. His eyes are ablaze with a fire I've never seen before, a primal need that tugs at something deep within me.
Slowly, he moves his hand upwards until he's cupping my breast, his thumb grazing over my hard nipple. A shuddering gasp escapes my lips as I arch into his touch, the sensation sending sparks shooting across my skin. Desperation curls in my stomach. God, I need him.
"Helvete," he groans, his voice ragged. "You are undoing me, Tori." It's a confession wrapped in a plea; a warrior brought to his knees by the woman who owns his soul.
The entire world disappears as I get lost in his amber gaze, caught in the storm of emotions swirling within him. I reach up to gently stroke the side of his face, relishing in the rough texture of his stubble against my fingertips.
Fear and hope twist together in my chest, but there's no room for doubt. This is real—raw and untamed—just like him. It's everything I ever wanted and so much more.
He kisses me again, harder this time, as he rolls my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
"Reaper," I sob into his mouth, intense shards of pleasure stabbing deep into my womb.
"Does that feel good, solsken?" His voice is a husky purr against my skin. His free hand slides down my side, slowly driving me mad. I can't think beyond the pleasure his touch sends coursing through me. I can't think beyond him.
"Answer me," he commands, nipping at my bottom lip.
"Yes," I gasp, hardly recognizing my own voice.
He chuckles then, the sound a low rumble against my chest. "Barely holding on, are you?"
