“So you don’t want my hand between your thighs?” He nipped my earlobe.
A groan escaped me, my arms tightening around him. “No. Just want to get out of the shower.”
“Alright.” He started to slowly walk me toward the wall, his erection against my lower belly.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“The water shutoff is over here.”
Right.
He turned it off, gathering my hair behind my head and gently squeezing water out of it.
My legs were shaking.
Maybe my whole body was.
Liam was much steadier than me.
Maybe he was right.
…okay, fine.
Hewasright.
Heat was messing with me, and it wasn’t going to stop when I went to sleep.
I wasn’t sure how to admit that, though.
Liam grabbed a towel and dried my body slowly. The slickness between my thighs wasn’t going anywhere. He squeezed more of the water from my hair before dropping the towel and walking me across the bedroom.
“You’re right,” I finally admitted, as he untucked the blankets on the bed and helped ease me beneath them. “Heat’s not going to go away.”
“It’s not,” he agreed, sitting down beside me on the bed. I was propped up on a pillow, lying down on the mattress. “But you know I won’t force you to do anything.”
“No, but heat will.”
“Eventually.”
I let out a long breath and closed my eyes. “I don’t want to wait for the magic to take over.”
Liam brushed a few strands of hair off my face. “That’s not a decision you should make while you can barely hold yourself up, Clove.”
“Well I’m not going to be able to sleep if we don’t seal it.”
“Let me handle that.”
I met his gaze.
His eyes were hot, and it didn’t pass my notice that we were both naked. Naked, and turned on.
He was asking for permission to have his way with me—without taking it all the way and sealing the bond.
After a moment’s hesitation, I nodded.
“I’m going to need you to be clearer than that,” Liam said.
If I wasn’t already burning up, I would’ve flushed. “Do whatever you want to me, Steam. Just make the heat go away.”