Page 128 of Thorns & Fire
Their soul bond gilded them, a ribbon of gold entwining around them.
Nothing else existed for him at that moment.
There was only her.
Their gazes locked, and Torj saw those willow-green eyes brimming with understanding, with forgiveness, with...love.
He reached for her, his fingers brushing over her fluttering pulse before cupping the back of her head, threading through her hair.
And then he crushed his mouth to hers.
His knees buckled beneath the force of it.Wren’s lips scorched his in a fiery kiss, and Torj lifted her from the ground, wrapping her legs around his middle, not caring who else was there.
Wren was everything.Everything he’d ever wanted.Everything he’d ever needed.
He kissed her hard enough to bruise, until her fingers were digging into his shoulders and her tongue was stroking his in a fever.
Every kiss was a brand, a claim.For she belonged to him, and he to her.
Torj took her to the wall.He needed to be inside her, needed to—
Someone cleared their throat loudly.
He and Wren broke apart, panting.
Thea and Wilder were both waiting by the door.‘We’ll leave you to it, shall we?’Thea said with a grin, winking at her sister.‘We’ll take the supplies back to Drevenor.’
Wilder patted his pocket carefully.‘I’ve got to talk to Audra as well.’
Wren nudged Torj.‘Put me down,’ she hissed.
‘Not a chance, Embers,’ he replied, before addressing the two Warswords.‘See you back at the academy.’
Wilder was shaking his head, a wry smile on his face.‘Take your time, brother.’
‘Oh, I intend to.’
Wren hit him with the flat of her hand.‘Torj!’
But he caught her by the wrist and covered her mouth with his once more.He turned his back to where Thea and Wilder had just left.He didn’t give a fuck that they were in an illegal alchemy workshop, surrounded by gods knew what.All he cared about was that Wren was here, with him.
At last, he took her to the wall, caging her against the stone, lost in the taste, in the feel of her.
Soul bonded.
Wren gripped his hair at the roots, demanding more access to his mouth, grinding against the massive erection he was pressing between her thighs.
Thiswas where he belonged.With her, always.
Molten desire thrummed through him, pooling at the base of his spine, in his throbbing cock.The feel of Wren in his arms threatened to undo him.He’d thought of this moment so many times, dreamed of them finding their way back to one another, with no secrets between them, no hurt.
He could feel her heart pounding against his, that gold thread coiling around them, and he could hold it in no longer.
‘I love you,’ he murmured against her lips, grazing her throat with his teeth.‘Gods, I love you.’
Wren kissed him back just as fiercely.‘I love you too,’ she said breathlessly, bunching her skirts up around them.She was as desperate as he was, arching into his touch, begging for more.
Torj glanced between them and swore at the naked perfection he found there.‘Do youeverwear undergarments?’
