Frozen. Morgan Q O'Reilly

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СКАЧАТЬ luxury linens, but even with extra fine Kookorian cotton flannel sheets and a thickly woven alpaca and silk blanket, it was damn cold. Hadn’t he ever heard of bed warmers? She rolled to her left side, facing the back wall trying to give him room in the narrow bed. Comfortable for two, sure, if the two were very thin and very small. Like children. He was probably one of those sprawler types who took up the entire bed with his wide shoulders. She heard the rustle of clothing before she felt him climb in the bed and wrap himself around her back. She pulled the covers up around her ears.

      “You’re cold?”

      “This ain’t Sandy Topiary,” she quipped.

      “Where’s that?”

      “It’s about three hundred light years from here. And a thousand degrees warmer.” A slight exaggeration, but damn it was cold! Why had she come during the winter?

      “You know what’s wrong here, don’t you?”

      “I took off my parka,” she said through chattering teeth.

      His chuckle was low and warm in her ear. “You didn’t take off your silk undies.”

      He slipped his hand under her top and before she could protest, the warmth of his hand began to seep into her back.

      “Silk is warm,” she retorted.

      “Flesh is warmer.” Lips teasing the skin behind her ear demonstrated the flesh on flesh theory. “Smart of you not to wear a bra.”

      She shivered more, but guessed it wasn’t entirely from cold. “The undies aren’t coming off, so get any wild ideas out of your head right now.”

      “What ideas?”

      Noreen swallowed heavily as a shudder wracked her frame. This was insane! Her father had given her to this man and practically ordered them to bed. If that wasn’t a mood killer she didn’t know what was. Besides, it was damn cold in here still.

      “I thought you were going to turn up the heat a little.” Did that sound like whining?

      “I did. It’s practically roasting in here.”

      “N…n…no…it…isn’t.” Her teeth chattered more forcefully. Her nose and ears were cold and now her unbound hair was caught under him. Should have cut it like she wanted to. Fiona had talked her out of it. Nosy, bossy servants. “W-why…d-did…you…undo…m-my…hair?”

      “Because, it’s very sexy and I wanted to feel it and see it loose. Now I want to see it hanging down, creating a curtain enclosing just the two of us.”

      His hand slid from her back around to her abdomen. She could feel the warm skin of his stomach against her back where he’d left her shirt pulled up. Shaking too hard, she couldn’t reach around to pull it down. Warmth followed the hand slowly moving across her body.

      “First chance I get, I’m cutting it. It’s too hard to take care of if you’re going to unbraid it on me.”

      “No.”

      Where did he get off telling her how to style her hair? His audacity rendered her speechless.

      “Why did you dye your hair?” he asked.

      “Don’t like white.” There, her voice was coming back as her space in the bed began to warm. “Too cold.”

      “This red is awful.”

      “It makes me feel warmer. I like red.”

      “Well I like your red undies. Wish they were a little more brief though,” his chuckle was warm in her ear and a shiver ran down her body. “Still cold?”

      “A little.”

      “And the brown lenses for your eyes? More disguise?”

      “Yep.”

      “So what was this about you soon being the ex-Crown Princess?”

      His body was a far more subtle seductive force than his eyes. Dangerously close to cupping her breast, his hand spanned the plane of her stomach, his fingers touching the beginning swell of flesh. In an attempt to preserve what remained of her modesty, she placed her hand over his to hold it from moving more.

      “I came home to abdicate in favor of Coreen so she can marry you and do the royal princess stuff she was born to do.”

      That apparently struck a nerve.

      Gunnar’s hand stopped moving. He stopped moving. Not even a breath. It was as if the man froze.

      A second later Noreen was on her back staring up into blue eyes flashing with angry silver sparks.

      “What?” he demanded.

      “I’m a horrible princess,” the words tumbled from her in a rush. “Cory’s the one interested in politics and ruling. She’ll be the better queen. That’s why we can’t make love. You’re meant for the Crown Princess and I’m abdicating. Since you’re going to be my brother-in-law, I’m not going to have sex with you now. Or ever. That’s why you should have gone to the other transport while you had the chance.” Ooh, he didn’t look happy.

      “I have enough trouble with the gods messing with my destiny. I don’t need you doing it any more than you already have,” he growled at her.

      “What are you talking about? I’m freeing you. It’s obvious you’re in love with Cory. You don’t even know me.” She tried to wiggle out from under him but he just pressed his body more firmly against hers. How’d he get between her legs? Why did he have to come to bed naked?

      “Y-you…” he stuttered, as if he were choking on the words. “You spoiled little brat! You ran away ten years ago and put me through hell waiting for you to show up. You dumped your responsibilities on your sister and left your entire family to cover for you. I’ve never heard of a more selfish act. That’s what your father was talking about.”

      Noreen put her hands on his chest and tried to push him off her. “How dare you!” When that didn’t make him move she thought about trying the clap again. “I was just getting out of Cory’s way!”

      Gunnar’s eyes sparked even more and he grabbed her hands, pinning them to the bed on either side of her head. “Oh, no, you don’t. Not again. You won’t call down Thor’s Hammer on me again. Ever.”

      Angry, she bucked her hips trying to dislodge him. Damn, he was heavier than her. She wasn’t tiny, but he had nearly double the raw muscle mass she had.

      “Oh, yes, there you go, älskling,” he crooned. “A woman with spirit, that’s what I like.”

      “Of all the insufferable… You arrogant… Egotistical… Maniacal…goat! I thought you were pure!”

      “My flesh has never touched another woman’s flesh. At least not like this.”

      Noreen gasped when he thrust against her. He felt… huge.

      “No!” she shouted. “Not like СКАЧАТЬ