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Oh? Does she?

Ironically, we’re about to skate by a ‘corner’ of the rink, and I wrap my arm around her waist and lift her as I skid to a stop. Depositing her against the boards, I lean forward, my arm over her head even as I continue to hold her hand.

“Are you?” I growl, my chest purring as I gaze down at her.

Swallowing hard, she squeezes her thighs together and fucking perfumes for me. How I’ve fucking missed this.

“You don’t smell taken, Little Queen,” I say, burrowing my face in her neck. “You have all the power here. Tell me to fuck off.”

“Why… don’t I want to?” she asks, her pulse wild against my lips as I kiss it.

“Maybe you should figure that out before you tell me you belong to someone else,” I suggest, smirking. I want to do so much to her. Suck on her pulse, kiss her lips, fuck.

Blowing out a breath, I enjoy the way she shivers slightly.

“No one tells me I have power,” she whispers, as if it’s a secret.

“Oh, Nina,” I murmur. Silas skates over to us, brow raised.

“Did she fall?” he asks.

“No, I was just teaching her a little lesson,” I say.

“Is that why she smells amazing right now?” Silas asks.

“Mmhmm. She seems to think she has no choices. I had to remind her of how much power she has,” I say.

“Interesting,” Silas says, playing along. “You’re staring really hard at his lips, Nina. I think you should kiss them.”

“I…what?” she asks, wide eyed as she looks between us.

“I can get behind that idea,” I say. “If you want a kiss, Little Queen, you should take it.”

“Isn’t that rude? Also, we discussed the nicknames, Ellis,” she says tartly.

No matter how sour she wants to be, it doesn’t change how sweet she smells.

“Nina,” Silas says, getting her attention. “For once, take what you want.”

It takes lightning fast moves for me to catch her as she wraps her arms around my neck and jumps up. Fuck, these runs have done wonders for her strength. Lifting her up with my armunder her ass, I give her a smug look. I got her first kiss, now I may just be getting her next.

“Your move, Little Queen,” I tease her.

Nina licks her lips as she gazes at me, while I inhale how damn delicious she is. There’s a daring look in her mismatched eyes, and I have to say that the devil may dare attitude is sexy.

She’s currently slightly higher than I am to give her some leverage, and her fingers toy with my hair before she lowers her lips to mine. It starts out tentative, but I lick her lips in return, loving her little shiver and moan.

Before I know it, she’s devouring my lips, taking what she wants. I let her do whatever she wants, content not to be driving this bus. It can swerve, bounce, and crash out all it wants. I used to crave control, and then I lost fucking everything.

While I may need it at certain points, and she may enjoy it, this part of our story will be written by her. I’m in no hurry.

I lose myself in her lips, suck on her tongue, let her bite my lip until there are whoops and clapping around us. Chuckling against her lips, I open my eyes to find her cheeks are aflame.

“Oh shit,” she whispers. “I pretty much tried to eat your face off.”

“He fucking loved it,” Lyle says with a chuckle.

This must be so confusing for her. Why is a pack she’s courting happy that she’s kissing me? While I can understand her plight, I’m loving the way her body feels against mine.