Free Time and Space by Pandora Pine

to himself.
    “I thought you said we needed to huddle for warmth?”
    Leave it to Cadence to remind him. “Come here and sit in my lap.” It was either going to be the best or worst decision of his life.
     
    Donnall was looking about as uncomfortable as she felt. His eyes were darting around the room and looking everywhere but at her half-naked body. Whereas all she could look at was a shirtless Donnall. His chest was a solid wall of muscle covered in a thin matt of dark fur which tapered down his abs. A fine line of hair led from his navel down to his… She stopped herself. It was best not to think about what was beneath his blanket.
    Donnall was seated cross-legged in front of the fireplace. She seated herself on the edge of his right knee and reached her still cold hands out to warm them.  She didn’t make eye contact and instead focused on the dancing flames.
    Donnall chuckled low in his throat. “Afraid I’ll bite, little mouse?”
    She was afraid he’d bite. And lick. And kiss. And… “Of course not,” she huffed.
    “Then get over here.” Donnall wrapped his thick arms around her and pulled her back against his chest.
    Cadence bit her bottom lip to avoid moaning out loud when her bare shoulders collided with his chest. His crinkly hairs tickled her sensitive skin. “I thought you were frozen solid.” She could feel the heat of him against her back.
    “I am always hot when I am around you, my beauty.” Donnall smirked.
    She wanted to laugh and come back at him with a clever line, but she couldn’t think of one. The only thing she could think of was the way Donnall felt against her, all hard planes and angles.
    “You know it is true,” Donnall whispered against the shell of her ear.
    She turned to look at him over her shoulder. His eyes were darkened to almost black and he looked hungry.
    Pushing her still damp hair over her right shoulder, Donnall pressed a kiss to the sensitive hollow behind her ear. “You are so cold.”
    “And you plan to warm me up with your kisses?” Her voice was low and seductive.
    “Do you know a better way?”
    Yes, she did, but she wasn’t about to tell him that.
    “Your silence speaks volumes, sweet Cadence.” Donnall pressed a series of kisses down the column of her throat.
    Tired of fighting the need thrumming through her body, Cadence threw off her blanket and turned in Donnall’s arms so she was straddling his hips with her legs.
    Donnall wrapped his arms around her back and pulled her closer still, his hands rubbing warm circles into her chilled skin.
    She closed her eyes and relaxed into his touch. Being in Donnall’s arms felt heavenly, but she didn’t want him to know how he was affecting her.
    “Why do you hide yourself and your reactions from me?”
    Cadence’s eyes popped open.
    “I know you like the way my hands feel on your skin. You love the way my lips feel against your own. Why do you fight your feelings? Surely you know I would never hurt you.”
    Liam had once promised to never hurt her and look where that led her. With a little time and space, she could see Liam was all wrong for her while being this close to Donnall felt so right. “I know you wouldn’t hurt me.”
     
    Donnall’s brief smile was brilliant. He brushed his hot lips against Cadence’s, waiting patiently for her to respond to him.  He could see the fear and insecurity in her eyes and more than ever wanted to find this Liam and hurt him like he’d hurt his little mouse.
    When Cadence started to kiss him back, he couldn’t help smiling against her lips. He lashed his tongue against the closed seam of her lips needing to taste and possess her. “Open for me.”
    Cadence obeyed, moaning when his tongue swept inside to mate with hers. Wrapping her arms more tightly around him, she shifted her body to more closely straddle his. 
    Donnall growled when Cadence shifted and her sex slid down his own. It was almost as if his sweet, innocent Cadence knew exactly how to tease and