“What’s the rush?” he asked near her ear.

“I just want you, and I’m not a patient person.”

Phoenix looked down at her and he held her hands tightly as his head pressed between her lips. There was a surge through her body at the sensation of him moving against her; then she threw her head back as she stiffened. Phoenix moved slowly, sliding just his tip in and out of her as she orgasmed.

As soon as she could speak, she looked at him. “More, please.”

He began to slowly work further into her, his hands never letting go of hers as she felt every inch of him against and inside her. She could feel his muscles tighten as she came again, but she wasn’t sure how to give him the same kind of release. After coming down, she started trying to work her muscles, squeezing him as he slid out, and when he let out a guttural moan, she knew it was working.

She finally looked up at him, his blue eyes reflecting the light and darkness of the room. They held the gaze as he began to speed up, his movements more urgent and less controlled. Focusing on him, she moved her hips and muscles to match his pace and tilted her lower body to take him in deeper. Their movements were in sync as she felt him stiffen inside her. Astrid pulled him down to kiss him as he finally released inside of her. Her body responded by tightening against him, and they held each other through the experience.

“More,” he growled in her ear as he finally released her hands, sliding his own down her back and grabbing her hips. He pulled her up so that she was resting against the headboard. This time, he was not slow as he began to move inside of her.

Astrid dropped her head back, allowing her breast to bounce as he pounded into her. The way he was looking at her and touching her body made the cat shifter feel wild. She began to match his frenetic energy with her own.

Even as they felt the bed give out under them, she hoped that the night would never end.

Chapter 12

A Bit Panicked

When Astrid woke, her body ached, especially her lower body and upper legs. There was something hard and warm wrapped around her, and it took her a moment of staring at a muscular arm to remember the previous night.

As soon as she did, the cat shifter started kissing the arm. This got a soft moan and the faint smell of lavender and leather. Then she felt something harden at her back. Pushing her hips back, she began to stroke the hardness. The arm tightened around her.

With a. smile, she turned to face Phoenix as her hand slid down his perfectly sculpted body, finally reaching the growing shaft. He began to respond without opening his eyes, his mouth covering hers. Then Phoenix pushed her body against the floor as he picked up where they left off.

A while later, sweaty and disheveled, Astrid lay on top of him, kissing his face. “I want to wake up like this every morning.”

It was as if a light bulb went off in his mind. Phoenix looked up at her, panic clear in his eyes. He quickly moved out from under her. “No, no, no, no. This can’t have happened. I can’t – I can’t—"

Astrid placed a hand on his arm as he was putting on his pants. “It’s ok, Phoenix. Nothing happened to me, see?” She pulled away, showing him her naked body.

“I can’t cause your death, Astrid. I couldn’t live with myself.”

She took his hand. “If anything, I’ve never felt better than I do right now. My body isn’t tingling—well,” she moved her free hand, “not like it was after the shock. The pain in my chest is gone. If anything, it feels like you completely healed me.”

“It’s temporary.”

“How do you know? Have you healed people before the last time you said goodbye?”

“Well, no, but—"

“How about this? You said that people don’t die in front of you. What if I don’t leave your side until we break the curse?”

“What if there is no way to break the curse? Eventually, you’ll get sick of me, and then—"

She made a dismissive sound. “If anything, you’ll get sick of me. And if that’s the case, we won’t be close anymore, right?”

He gave her a wry look. ‘That’snothow it works.”

“You can’t know for sure, can you?”

He sat down on the broken bed, “You don’t understand, Astrid.”

“You think I don’t understand how it feels for everyone close to me to die?”

“I’m much older than you, and I’ve lost more people.”