Page 29 of Snow One Like You

Cammie gaped at me for a moment, then her face screwed up in annoyance. “You can’t just decide something like that.”

“Says who?”

She sputtered and tried to sit up, but my arms were like steel, keeping her from moving even an inch.

“Look,” she sighed. “I realize that this happened fast, like warp speed…and I know this thing between us is permanent. But don’t you think it’s a little early to be discussing marriage? We haven’t even talked about our jobs, or where we’ll live, or?—”

“We’ll figure it out, babe. First, I’m going to convince you to marry me.”

“Oh? And how exactly do you plan on—” She broke off with a squeak when I grabbed her hips and lifted her before slamming her down on my cock.

This time, the wild, primal need came screaming back, and I fucked her hard and fast. Only when she was teetering on the edge of coming did I slow my pace, drawing her away from the precipice.

“What…?” She shook her head, staring down at me with a stupified frown.

“Are you going to marry me, Cammie?”

“I…” She blinked rapidly, trying to grasp what I was saying through the fog of lust. “It’s not that I don’t want to, I just?—”

I resumed bouncing her on my cock and glided one hand between us to flick her clit, driving her up again. Then stopping just before her climax hit. “Are you going to marry me?”

“If I say no, you’re not going to let me come, are you?” she panted with a pout puckered on her lips.

“Want to take that risk?” I said with a wicked smirk.

“But—”

I did the whole thing again, making her scream in frustration when I didn’t let her finish.

“Fine! Yes! I’ll marry you.Nowwill you let me come?”

“Promise me,” I grunted, barely hanging on to my sanity. “Promise me you’ll marry me. Soon.”

“I promise,” she whined. “Please, please, for the love of all that is holy! Let me come!”

I grinned, then obeyed her command, taking her hard and fast, quickly sending her spiraling into a screaming climax. Following right behind, I shouted as I got lost in euphoria.

Later, we were snuggled together, exhausted and very satisfied. Cammie’s breathing was slowing, and I knew she’d soon be asleep.

“Baby?” I whispered.

“Hmm?”

“I win.”

I swallowed her gasp with a deep, fiery kiss. When I finally pulled back, her eyes were glazed with passion, and she looked utterly sated. “Okay,” she sighed. “You won.”

Twelve

CAMMIE

“Oh Holy Night,” I breathed, using my sister’s turn of phrase.

How could we have been so stupid?

I had no freaking clue how Soren would react to this…it wasn’t exactly a slow pitch of a surprise. It was more like a wicked curveball.

And he’d been vague about this part of our future, so I was worried he might be upset and want to?—

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