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“Everything is better with you. Wine would make me drunker if I could drink it from the notch of your throat. Food would taste better if I could eat it from your chest. And dessert…”
He ground down purposely on Sorin’s rapidly hardening cock.
“There’s only one kind of cream I crave,” Ere growled with a lascivious grin.
Sorin grunted, holding his undulating hips still.
“Behave,” he admonished. His expression was stern, but his eyes were alight with merriment and arousal.
“You know I never do,” Ere purred in return.
But for the time being, he stopped grinding. At last, he decided to get to his point.
“There’s a reason I told you about the apples,” he confessed.
“Aye, I gathered,” Sorin said.
“Apparently, the Red Witch of the North does have something to do with wishes,” Ere revealed.
“If you bring the seeds of the magical apples, she will plant them in her garden somewhere in the ice castle in which she dwells. And if the right seed grows into an apple tree that bears golden fruit, the wish of the person who eats it, the same who planted the seed…”
He paused to kiss Sorin soundly on the mouth to punctuate the rest of his tale:
“That wish will one day come true.”
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Eir could not stop staring at Kai, though she tried to be surreptitious about it.
They were sitting on a couple of boulders on top of a hill that looked toward the ice mountains in the North.
Dark gray clouds swirled and stormed in the canyons between the mountains, angry and ominous. The villagers said that those blizzards mushroomed closer and closer to their settlement the closer time drew to the Frost Giant’s rampage. He would soon awaken and wreak havoc upon these lands.
Only six nights and five more days to go.
Five more days to memorize Kai’s face and form and drink in his bedazzling smiles. Eir was desperately drunk on them. Helplessly addicted to everything Kai.
It was hard to focus on anything else when he was within sight or hearing. Frankly, it was difficult tothinkof anything else even when he wasn’t near.
Was this love, then?
It was a malady, in Eir’s considered view. A mortal disease. One she feared she never wanted to recover from.
That separate part of herself that looked down upon her wondered why she behaved like a woman possessed. Smiling dumbly for no good reason, simply because she thought of Kai. Staring dazedly off into the distance because she was remembering something he said or did. Making excuses to touch him whenever she could, wherever she could. Bringing him water, food and little gifts like an animal courting her mate.
Shouldn’t it be the other way around? Shouldn’t the male court the female in most species of living beings?
Eir didn’t care. She’d do anything to see him smile. To have him hold and touch and kiss her as naturally as he breathed.
Today, while he and Sorin trained with the villagers, she actually completed her work in the forge with the iron master. She brought the wrapped object with her and balanced it on her pretzeled legs, waiting for the right moment to give him her gift.
But first, she simply wanted to look at him and drink him in.
His beard was fuller now, and his hair had started to curl over his brow and around his ears. It hid the tattoo behind his right ear, the one that invited her to kiss him. She loved brushing the soft strands aside to uncover her treasure. She loved kissing him right there and breathe him in.
And then, she’d kiss him everywhere else, everywhere she could reach.
She was obsessed with the hills and valleys, angles and planes, of his big, beautiful body. The tattoos on his V lines—she took that invitation every morning and night. Not one day would she let their promise go to waste. The tattoos on his cock…she proved them to be true several times a day.
