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“Mine, too.” He scooted himself backward toward the pillows and held out his hand.
I got my knees under me and leaned my arms on the edge of the bed, holding out my hand to his. First, our fingers touched. Then our palms. Human warmth to human warmth.
Like an electric surge through my body, I felt it. Whatever it was between us rippled like lightning. Like the sapphire tides. Like the energy of Omega Island itself.
13
Callum –My Surrogate
Iwas barely able to hold myself back. My heat raged through my body, the pleasure aching. If I could only be touched.
My body didn’t remember its past hardships right now. It only wanted.
Lev sat on the floor by the bed, his hand brushing mine. I wanted him over me, on me, in me, but it couldn’t be like that. Could it?
And why was it Lev I wanted? I didn’t know, but it was just—wonderful.
I’d sent him away and he’d come back.
He curled his fingers around my palm and now we were holding hands.
Holding hands was safe and good, but not enough.
“You can come onto the bed.” I wanted him closer.
He rose up and I slid back to make room for him. He settled beside me, still keeping hold of my hand. We both lay on our sides face to face.
“Are you comfortable?” Lev asked.
“Yes. But my heat is bad. I want more than I can take.” I ducked my head, embarrassed at my words.
“If you can trust me, I know many ways to give you what you want and need.”
My eyebrows rose. I laughed because this, all of this, was so hard to resist. In my state, I wanted everything, but tiny bits of cold fear still lodged in my stomach.
“I would like to say yes to all those ways. Please.” My voice sounded hushed and low.
Lev lifted his head a little. “But I want to do something a surrogate would rarely do. I don’t have to do it, but I would ask you.”
Now he had my attention. Something a surrogate would rarely do? Yes, I wanted that, too, whatever it was.
“What?”
“May I kiss you?”
I blinked. “Oh.”
He caressed my hand, then let go of it and I watched as his palm came toward me to cup the side of my face. “Yes?” he asked.
“Yes.” My heart was thumping so hard in my chest I thought it would burst. My heat sent waves of fevered flame all up and down my limbs. I couldn’t get air, but I didn’t care. I wanted to feel this.
He brought his face to mine and brushed my lips with his.
The room around us seemed to sparkle. I had been kissed before, but not like this. And not while I was in heat.
He kept his lips matched to mine and pressed a little harder, his thumb rubbing against my cheek.
I leaned into him with my whole body, asking.
