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Whatever his intentions are, Kane has given me exactly what I wanted for Christmas.
Someone to share it with.
Without a word, because I know I’ll cry if I try to speak, I crouch next to Kane and put my arms, blanket and all, around him. Then, gently kiss his scruffy cheek. Which, to my surprise, he leans into a little. Like he’s asking for more.
Butterflies fill my stomach, wondering if I should give it to him. Whether I should or not doesn’t matter.
I want to.
I want to show Kane how much I appreciate this. Acknowledge the time he spent making those sparkly little orbs. He didn’t have to do any of it but, despite all the shit I’ve put him through over the last twenty-four hours, he did it anyway. For me.
I lean in to place another kiss on his cheek. Before my lips land in the same spot, his head turns a fraction of an inch and they land on the corner of his mouth instead.
Again, with his eyes closed, he leans into the press of my lips on his skin. An intense heat pulses between us. My heart thumps painfully hard one last time before he turns fully to embrace me as he covers my mouth with his.
My eyes widen. My body stills, shocked and frozen.
I didn’t expect this. Not after he reacted so negatively to me coming onto andonhim last night.
Then, with one, hard swipe of his tongue along the seam of my lips, I crumble as he takes possession of me. First, my mouth. Then, my body.
The blanket falls away as he plants me flat on my back in front of the fire. His solid frame covers me, giving me all the warmth I need.
He still says nothing when he takes his mouth from mine. Instead of using his lips to speak, he uses them to write words on my skin.
Lust.
Passion.
When he growls clamping his impossibly sharp teeth on the soft flesh in the crook of my neck…Mine.
Yes. This is what I’ve been looking for. Not just since last night, but for the last couple of weeks… Forever. The feeling deep in my soul that I belong to someone, and they belong to me.
I almost stop him when the emotion becomes so intense it’s almost tangible, but I don’t want this to end. I want to lose myself with Kane. Damn the consequences and let him own me in every possible way.
The sting of his teeth still burns my flesh when he sits back on his knees and grips the front of my shirt.
Not giving me time to think or second guess, Kane tugs the fabric wrapped in his meaty fist, forcing my back to arch and drawing a gasp from my lungs when he rips it open.
Kane’s nose flares as he growls again, sweeping his gaze down my naked body.
“These fucking tits,” he says at last, cupping the left one in his heavy, callused hand and flicking his thumb over my nipple, peaked and eager for his touch. “The second this perky little thing popped out of that dress I wanted to rip it off you and fuck you senseless.”
“Well…? You’ve done the ripping,” I tease. Kane thrusts into my hand when I reach between us to grip his shaft, hard as fuck inside his sweatpants. “When are you going to get to the fucking?”
His eyes flick to mine for a split second before he clutches the insides of my thighs and spreads them wide. Before the cold air has a chance to find my fiery center, he bends and covers my mound with his mouth.
My hips buck and roll so hard with each lap of his tongue over my clit, he has to hold my hips to keep me locked to his face. His fingers bruise the thick flesh of my ass when he clamps down even harder as I come around his tongue.
“My little princess,” Kane says, then kisses the peak of my mound, making me shudder again. “So sweet, coming on my tongue. Let’s see how sweet she is coming on my cock.”
Kane sits with his back against the couch. Pulling the waist of his pants down until his length springs free.
Locking his amber eyes on mine, he says, while stroking his shaft, “Come sit on daddy’s lap.” His dirty words open the fucking flood gates. I can’t climb over his legs to straddle him fast enough as desire flows like a river from my core.
“You ready to take this big cock into that tight little pussy?” The intensity in Kane’s eyes pin me in place.
The answer will be yes, obviously when I soak his hand cupping my sex as he thrusts two thick fingers inside of me, but I take a second before I answer. To play into the fantasy.
