Chapter 82
He pulled me into his arms, and his lips took mine once more, quelling my protests. His kiss was just as powerful and desperate as before, and I lost myself instantly in it. His fear of what could happen and his horror over what had happened combined and grew into a frenzied need to make sure I was okay.
-Home… we need to be home now. - He growled in my head.
His arousal and my own raised and clashed until I was beyond anything.
Erik cleared his throat loudly, shattering the moment.
Okay, well almost anything.
We pulled apart and I hid my face in Tohr’s neck. I breathed in his musky, masculine scent that was tinged with the smoky smell that always seemed to accompany his transformation.
-I love you, Tohr. - I whispered into his mind, unable to hold it in any longer.
-I know, little fyre. I heard you. Every time I heard you. You have my heart as well. - He replied.