Page 10 of Kiss of Frost

They’ll just take you, Georgie, and they’ll never let you go.

Never was a long time for an immortal. Could I commit to a man I’d just met? Gods, I could hear the gossip now. The elders would call me irresponsible. Other witches might settle for something more blunt, like “lizard lover” or “dragon ho.”

A breeze stirred—warm and soft. My magic flared, reaching for it, and the breeze streaked to the bed and ruffled Callum’s hair. That playful lock had disappeared when he smoothed his hand over it. The current teased it out again, arranging the twist of dark blond hair over his forehead just so.

He smiled and tipped his head back a bit, closing his eyes as he let the wind have its way with him.

My heart thumped harder. A deep, unfathomable knowing filled me. Maybe it was foolishness. Maybe it was lust. But my gut told me it was real.

Fate.

Air was a wild element. Difficult to control. It had a will of its own. But it had never lied to me.

Callum lowered his head and opened his eyes. He had the thickest eyelashes—curly and tipped with gold on the ends.

“Yes,” I said, stroking his jaw. “Make love to me.”

His lips curved. “Ah, lassie, that’s the right answer.” He claimed my mouth, his kiss giving me my own wicked taste. Slowly, he released my wrists and settled more firmly against me. He reached down and notched his cockhead against my opening, and he swallowed my gasp as he slid inside me in one smooth thrust.

Thick. Full. Perfect. He stretched me, his cock leaving no quarter. But I didn’t want mercy. I wanted every hot, rigid inch.

“Gods,” I breathed against his lips as he held still inside me, giving me a moment to adjust.

He’d been the king of control from the moment we locked eyes in the Great Hall, but now his voice shook as he withdrew slowly and then thrust all the way back inside. “Fuck, Georgie, you feel so good on my dick.” He gave me another thrust, and his breath fluttered over my lips. “Just as you should, lass.”

I wrapped my legs around his hips and lifted my head so I could slant my lips over his and do a little claiming of my own.

His growl of approval vibrated against my breasts. Hips rolling, he braced one forearm next to my head and ran his other hand down my flank to grip my ass. He pulled my cheek wide and deepened his thrusts, settling into a rhythm that dragged his cock over my clit.

“Callum,” I moaned, slinging my arms around his neck and moving with him.

“Aye, darlin’. That’s me inside you. My big dick. Do you like it?”

“Yes. Gods, yes.”

“Take it, then. Every inch is for you.” He fucked me harder, rocking the huge bed as he moved his lips to my jaw. He kissed down my neck to the hollow of my throat, and he whispered against my fluttering pulse. “I’ll take care of you, witch.”

Even drunk out of my mind with lust, I managed to inject a level of cheek into my voice. “Maybe I’ll take care of you, dragon.”

His lips curved against my throat. “Deal.”

He quickened his thrusts, pounding into me. Eventually, his pace grew too frantic, and he rose to his knees, gripped me around the hips, and jerked me into him.

“Yes!” I wrapped my hands around my thighs and pulled my knees wide. “Fuck me, Callum! Fuck me hard.”

His eyes glittered as he turned feral, drilling into me with deep, savage strokes. Sweat sheened his shoulders. His mouth hung open, his breaths coming in animalistic grunts. His balls smacked my ass. Skin slapped skin. We descended into something brutal and fierce.

A claiming. And it went both ways, I realized. Maybe this man was taking me—but I was taking him, too.

“Come for me, Georgie,” he growled, and he pressed my knee to my shoulder and used his other hand to give my clit small, furious strokes.

Friction.

Pressure.

Perfect.

I detonated, my vision blurring as I screamed my release. My pussy spasmed, clamping on Callum’s thrusting dick. He followed with a roar, burying himself to the hilt and pumping hot come inside me. His fingers continued those exquisite circles on my clit until I grew too sensitive, and then he pulled his hand away, gripped my jaw, and seized my mouth in a savage kiss.

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