Page 76 of Ice

She’s all cleaned up. Wet hair hanging loose over her shoulders. Fresh clothes, although they don’t look like hers.

She catches me looking and laughs. “Thornfield,” she says. “Let me borrow it.”

I look her up and down. She’s in a black velvet dress that hugs her body like nothing I’ve ever seen before. There is a zip down the front. Her breasts swell over the neckline.

“He just had that lying around in your size?” I growl.

“I’m not sure it is my size, actually.” Nova smooths it over her hips.

I replace her hands with my own and squeeze the delicious fleshy parts of her. “It’s exactly the right size.”

I bend down and kiss her. She is hesitant, barely opening to allow my tongue to graze hers.

“Are you all right?” I ask, frowning because I usually know – fuck knows how, I just do – when she wants me and I was sure I’d read it right.

She breathes in deeply. Her chest rises and her breasts swell. They look like they might snag the zip open and cause it to reveal her entire body to me right here right now.

“I wanted to ask you the same thing,” she says, turning and leaning on the small metal railing that separates the exhibit from the public. “You had to watch me with Kim. You said you were okay with it but—”

I almost laugh.

Okay with it?

It was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.

“I know you like watching me with the others, but Kim’s not one of us. I don’t have feelings for him. I just…” She blushes a little. “Wanted him.”

“And I wanted you to have him,” I reply, meaning every word.

She looks down at her feet, scraping her bare foot on the floor nervously. “It feels unfair.”

“What feels unfair?”

This time, she meets my eyes and there is a fire in her gaze that sends a bolt of arousal to the pit of my stomach. “That you can handle seeing me with someone else, but I can’t stand the thought of you being with anyone but me.”

I inhale slowly, then close the gap between us and take her roughly by the waist. “I don’t want anyone but you, so it’s not a problem.”

“Zephyra,” she whispers. “Did you want her?”

“No.” I take her chin in my fingers and force her to stare at me as I answer her a second time. “Absolutely not.”

“You really didn’t?”

“I really didn’t.”

She smiles. Innocence and relief flood her features.

She’s so fucking sexy I can’t stand it.

I crash my mouth onto hers. Images of the mirrors, and the demon hunter’s hands, and her hands pummel into my mind and cause me to growl into her mouth.

Without hesitating, I grab the zip and pull it down.

Her body is exposed in an instant.

But she doesn’t seem fazed.

She simply steps out of it and stands in front of me, then she unhooks her bra and steps out of her panties.