Page 273 of Of Sins and Sacrifice

“You don’t seem too sure.”

“You have a death wish,” I counter, pushing my hips toward his palm.

“I can’t think of a better way to die than between your thighs.”

Heat travels up my cheeks.

“Stop it,” I whisper.

He trails his lips over my own as he continues to languidly touch me.

“Let me prove you wrong,” he murmurs before he kisses me.

But this kiss is unlike any other. His tongue plunges deep in my mouth just as he thrusts his finger inside me.

I gasp and he swallows all my sounds, sucking my tongue in his mouth as he continues to pump his finger in and out of me.

The flat of his palm is against that pleasure bud, and the delicious friction is starting to make me tingle again.

This time it’s faster than before. Almost as soon as he increases his speed, the pressure inside me mounts.

For a moment, I try to contain my power since I know that release is coming. But as he claims my mouth again, all thoughts fly away from me.

He holds my nape with one hand, kissing me deeply, and he ravages my sex with the other.

Without warning, that wave of pleasure crashes over me. My energy points snap open again, and a flood of raw power travels through my veins.

I gasp into his mouth.

My eyes snap open and I remember in time to push him away from me.

I’m frozen in place, my back against the icy wall of the house as the tremors wrack my body. Pleasure and power both pulse through me, and a wave of ice bursts out of my body.

By the time I can breathe again, I blink and realize Mine is fine.

This time, he’s not frozen, though everything around us is. The fire I’d started is gone. Everything is covered in another layer of ice.

Everything but Mine and the water we’re in.

Mine’s gaze is heavy and hooded as he looks at me. He palms himself through his pants, squeezing the outline of that big, big thing.

“Do you…” I clear my throat. “Do you need help?”

He smiles sheepishly at me.

“Too late. You came so hard, Minnie, I came in my pants just from watching you.”

“Oh,” I whisper.

I remember him mentioning that males can do that if they find a female attractive.

“That is very nice of you,” I add. How could I have ever found a better male? His touch not only brings me pleasure, but it also makes me stronger. And he’s so attracted to me he can spill his seed without any stimulation.

“Nice…” He chuckles. “Only you would call it nice.”

“How else would I call it?” I frown.

“Never mind. Let’s get cleaned up and start up that fire again.” He yawns. “We need to get some rest before we start our journey.”

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