Finding Forever

ELRETH

She had no idea how long they stood there, kissing. If it could even be called kissing. What he did to her… it was as if he consumed her—and in the same moment, he gave more than he took. The cold fire his fingers drew on her skin—even fully clothed!—the prickle of desire that kept climbing from her belly, through her blood, directly to the places they pressed together.

She wanted him. All of him.

She didn't want to stop kissing. She also didn't want to lose her virginity in the dirt behind the market. But she couldn't stop.

But when she gave up fighting and started on the buttons of his shirt, he caught her wrists again, and she froze as he straightened, meeting her now-frightened gaze, with his heated, hooded eyes.

"Please don't leave again, Aaryn, I promise you this is only about you—"