He sucked gently at first, then harder, marking the pale column with a bloom of red that would linger like a secret bruise. Her pulse thrummed against his tongue, quick and alive, matching the throb of his erection, now fully rigid, pressing insistently against her thigh.
With a low growl, he gathered her up, strong arms banding around her waist to lift her effortlessly into his lap.
She straddled him there on the bed, her knees sinking into the furs on either side of his hips, her sex brushing his length in a teasing glide that made them both shudder.
Freja's hands framed his face, thumbs stroking his jaw as she gazed down at him, her expression a mix of tenderness and fire.
"My heart," she breathed, and then their mouths met in a deep, devouring kiss.
