Page 13 of Frosty and the Reaper
“It’s not?” She lifted it to study it. “It was the prize I won out of a block of ice. It was a game I played with my friend, Lia. We had to use magic to get the prizes out of the ice within a specific amount of time. There was a field full of participants. My friends Braxton and Devon won a magic wand that set off fireworks out of their ice block.”
“That amulet is an ancient relic far too powerful to be used as a mere prize. I know I have seen it before. I just can’t recall where. May I see it?”
If there was something wrong with it, she would gladly hand it over. Hearing that it was a powerful artifact and not just a simple trinket she’d won as a prize was unnerving. She’d been wearing it around her neck for months, completely unaware of its true nature or the potential dangers it might possess.
Lifting the chain off her neck, she pulled her hair free before handing it over to him. The instant her skin lost contact with the cool metal, an unexpected wave of heat swept through her. It was so strong that it felt as though the room had become a furnace. She tried to hide her reaction, but her pulse raced and sweat beaded her brow.
She was used to dealing with pain, but this was something she had no defense against. Slapping her palm down on the table, she tried to brace herself against the next onslaught. This time, the intensity of the fire sweeping through her completely stole her breath, suffocating her. Hard hands gripped her shoulders, pulling her to her feet.
“What is it? What is wrong?”
Glancing up, her gaze locked on Zander. Even though her mind was a haze of confusion, he was her anchor in the dark storm. Her vision narrowed until he was the only thing she could focus on.
He was her mate, and she wanted him.
Right now.
Without warning, she leapt at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. He caught her reflexively, his large hands gripping her hips to steady her.
“Damn it, the amulet was blocking you from feeling the worst of the mating frenzy.”
She heard his words but didn’t care. Feeling his hard body against her made her moan. It felt damn good, but it wasn’t enough. She wanted more. Tightening her grip on him, she kissed the side of his throat. She felt his muscles working under the tight skin as he tilted his head back to give her access.
Fascinated, she rubbed her nose against his warm bronze skin, enjoying the silky smooth feel of it. Then, she pressed her lips against his Adam’s apple. The prominent bump moved as he swallowed hard. She swirled the tip of her tongue around the protrusion and was pleased when he let out a low growl that made his throat vibrate.
Trailing kisses along his jawline, she moved higher until she could claim his lips with hers in a fierce kiss. She thought he would fight her advances, but he met her passion with hisown. The air around them shimmered and sparked as they were suspended in a moment of pure pleasure.
There was no hesitation, only greed and hunger.
The kiss deepened as their lips parted, and their tongues twined together in a sensual dance. They fed off one another as if they were starving. Her hands tangled in his hair, gripping tight as she pulled him closer. She desperately wanted to erase any distance that was keeping them apart.
Even the air between them was too much.
Answering her unspoken plea, his arm wrapped around her waist, anchoring her against the solid strength of his hard body while his other hand gripped her ass. The heat between them flared, melting away every doubt and fear until only raw desire remained. She was burning with need for him, and each touch and kiss just fanned the flames until it became an inferno.
Their mouths moved together in a clash of longing and dominance. Their kisses were a silent declaration of ownership, of dark desire, and the promise of what was to come. She rubbed herself against him harder, desperate to ease the ache that was building inside of her. She felt his thick, hard shaft against her core through the layers of clothing between them and swiveled her hips so that the seam of her jeans rubbed against her clit.
While she had no experience with males, she did with self-pleasure. Moving against him, she felt the familiar pressure building inside of her and knew she was close to coming. She used his body shamelessly seeking her own release, but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he helped hold her steady so she could do whatever she wanted.
Stars exploded behind her eyelids as she climaxed, and she threw her head back and let out a low moan as pleasure surged through her. Her entire body shuddered from head to toe, but it was only a quick taste when she wanted to gorge herself on him.Acting on instinct, she slapped her hand on his chest and felt her magic explode out of her and into him, bonding them together.
And in that moment, she knew that nothing would ever be the same.
Chapter Five
Zander eagerly acceptedthe rush of power as it flowed into him. Sweeping the table clear with his magic, he set Kami’s ass down on the surface. Reaching out, he trailed possessive fingers across her cheek before cupping her neck and dragging her closer. He gently brushed his lips across hers, once, twice, then claimed her mouth in another searing kiss.
The taste of her was addictive, but he wanted more. He wanted everything from her. Letting his own magic flow through his hand, he marked her neck, completing their mating bond. A deep sense of satisfaction settled in his soul as he finally claimed her as his own.
She belonged to him now, and nothing would ever come between them.
With their minds connected, he knew the burning sensation against the side of her neck was causing her discomfort, but she stoically accepted it. Unable to stand her feeling any pain, he blocked it for her and transferred it to himself so he bore the brunt of it. When he finally broke the kiss, he pulled back enough to admire her.
She was luminous, beauty incarnate.
A possessive pride rose up within him, fierce and undeniable. For the first time during his long existence, he was no longer alone. After all the misery he had endured, he’d been blessed with a radiant mate. Kami was his miracle, the perfect female fate had chosen for him. While he had always believed that finding his mate would bring him happiness, he hadn’t been prepared for the emotional turmoil he would feel once their mating bond was complete.
A lot of those emotions were coming from her, but his own feelings were definitely in the mix. He’d never been a veryexpressive individual. Even when facing a legion of warriors, he had the ability to keep his composure. He rarely lost his temper and was often accused of being a stoic bore by his friends.