“But I already have, lass,” he murmurs, his lips moving against my skin. “I already have.”
He pulls my head back and kisses me.
And just like that, I’m gone.
All the fight drains out of me. The will to resist him vanishes in a snap. I sag against him and let him drink deep from my mouth, not caring about the little sounds of pleasure I’m making or that Kieran is witnessing all this or anything else.
I simply surrender.
To his mouth.
To the kiss.
To him.
When the kiss finally ends and I return from outer space, I’m curled in his lap like a kitten, my legs thrown over one of his muscular thighs and my bound arms wound around his broad shoulders. His arms hold me tight as a vise.
I’m panting. Trembling. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so alive.
“So f*****g sweet,” he says, breathing ra
