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I placed a foot into the sleigh and lifted myself up before looking back at him. “I’m not jealous.”
“No?”
He took several strides forward. “Feelings aren’t just measured by magic, Marley. I can see it written on your face.” Another step. “I can see it in the way you reach for my hand.” Another. “And the way you smile.” He gripped the sides of the sleigh, placing one boot between my legs to hoist himself until he was inches from me. “I can see it in the way you look at me.” An inch closer. “And the way you hold your breath when I speak to you.”
I opened my mouth to protest, but he closed the space, his burning lips on mine until my back pressed against his glass barrier on the opposite side. Firm hands gripped my waist as every single wall between us came crashing down.
“Tell me you don’t want this,” he demanded, burying a hand into my hair to force my gaze to his. “Tell me you don’t want me.”
I tried and failed to catch my breath as he waited for an answer.
“I do want this.”
He kissed me again, so fervently, so thoroughly, if not for the hand on my waist, I might have melted to the floor. Every part of me came alive at his touch as he pressed his body to mine, lifting my arms above my head and pinning them to his magical wall while he devoured me.
Hot fingertips graced my stomach when he untucked my shirt and slid a palm beneath my clothing, causing my flesh to tingle and tighten.
“Can I have you? All of you?”
I nodded, not giving a damn about the glass walls or the fact that, while we may have been hidden down the road a little way, it wasn’t nearly far enough to keep the celebration goers from seeing us, should they come traipsing down the trail to their homes.
His lips purred against my throat as he whispered, “With your words, Marley.”
“All of me,” I managed.
“Good girl,” he said, seconds before his free hand dipped below my waistband.
I couldn’t concentrate on any of it. Not his tiny kisses down my neck, not the fingers brushing my thighs as he teased me. Not the firm hand holding mine hostage against the wall. He was explosive in the best way, overwhelming my senses as I tasted him and touched him. Felt him and heard those groans as he explored me.
He dropped my hands to rip his shirt over his head and pressed his heated chest against me. I could feel the broken heart thundering within him. I moaned the second my fingers grazed his muscled back, and he traced a finger down my core.
I cast, unraveling his pants as he gripped my shirt and tugged it off. Sucking in a sharp breath, I covered myself long enough to check our surroundings.
“Worried someone will see us?” The mischievous glint in his eyes faltered as the last of his pants transformed into a pile of thread on the floor.
“Not hardly.”
His lopsided grin was my complete undoing. Wearing only his boots, it might have been comical if his body hadn’t been built into something god-like. My tongue darted across my lips as I let my eyes drink him in.
“It should be a sin to die without ever seeing someone so fucking perfect,” he said, moving his thumb over a hardened nipple.
Every inch of my body heated for him. To even stand before his hungry gaze lit me on fire.
“Pants off,” he ordered, hooking a finger through a belt loop. “Before I rip them off myself.”
He turned feral in those moments. No longer a chivalrous man, the beast within him had surfaced, and I was all in, kicking off my boots and dropping my pants, bearing myself for the world to see, should anyone bother. And if they did, I hoped it turned them on as much as he did me.
Sliding his fingers between my legs again, he pulled them away, licking them as he fell backward onto the bench. “Come here, Frostbite.”
He gripped himself at the base, waiting for me.
“Say please,” I answered.
He brushed a thumb over his lip, eyes dropping before the word ‘please’ left his mouth in a guttural beg.
Stepping out of my pants, I moved close enough for Atlas to reach forward and stroke between my legs as he stared up at me. At first, it was just a heavy breath at his touch, but one turned into two until I was panting from the way he traced his fingertips along my slick entrance. Playing long before he would deliver the pleasure I needed so desperately.
“Say please,” he said, mimicking my prior command. His voice rippled down my spine.
