Read Snow Time for Love for Free Online Page A

was trembling before he blew a stream of air across her sex. When he parted her folds with his tongue, she grabbed the bed and held on for the ride.
    It seemed that he sought her heat like she craved the cold.
    She gasped when he draped her thighs over his shoulders, and his relentless tonguing of her clit had her shivering on the edge of release. When he stood and pressed deep into her, she moaned at the opposing forces that took over her body. She wanted to rock against him, but her position had her helpless. She had to wait as he started slow and moved into stronger and stronger thrusts.
    She moved her fingers to stroke her clit, but he moved her fingers aside and replaced them with his. A hard, fast circle brought her to peak sharply, and she screamed as the pleasure edged on pain.
    His groan joined the lingering echo of her cry, and he released her legs so that he could drop his weight on her.
    Her grunt wasn’t delicate, but she wrapped her limbs around him and held on tight.
     
    She had never slept comfortably with another person in the bed, but she dozed happily with Reygaer curled around her. When dawn crept through the windows, she opened her eyes, wanting to savour every moment that she was with him. For three years, she had thought that she was destined to be unwanted and unloved.
    They had to get used to each other, but love was going to come. She was certain of it. He looked at her like he had just discovered a treasure every time he saw her.
    Her lips curved in a smile. He also had an obsession with her breasts. He was sleeping now with one cupped in either hand; the fit was perfect.
    She tried to remember when she had first started looking for a man with cold skin. She had even seduced a few snake shifters to try them out, but while they were described as cold blooded, they were not cold enough. She had done more than kiss a few frogs to find her prince, but she finally had a man who counteracted her hot blood without screwing her in a freezer.
    Embarrassment flowed through her when she realized how she was using Reygaer. Yes, he was her mate; yes, she was his, but how could she reconcile her past behaviour when it came to the opposite sex.
    “You are tense.” He kissed her shoulder. “Regrets already?”
    “Not regrets, never that. Honesty?”
    “Please.”
    “Recriminations for the path I took to finding you.”
    He turned her. “Anything specific?”
    There was concern in his eyes, but it was concern for her and not her actions.
    “The men that I tried to shape to my needs before I found you.”
    “Did you injure them?”
    She twisted her lips. “Not permanently, but a few got frostbite.”
    His eyes widened and he tried not to laugh, she could see it in the flex of his lips.
    He nodded. “When I was first asked by my people to find a mate, I went through a number of similar issues, including altering myself and trying to have sex in full glamour. It wasn’t pleasant, and the courtships didn’t last.”
    “So, it is always best to be yourself?”
    “Not being yourself always ends in disappointment for you and your lover. If you can’t keep up the charade, your lover will feel betrayed.”
    She nodded up at him as he loomed over her.
    He smiled. “How about a pact? Whatever takes place between us, we will not bring it to bed. I will sleep in your arms and you will sleep in mine for every night we are together. No fakery enters the sheets.”
    She smirked. “Not even if I just can’t orgasm or you can’t?”
    “I would rather know that there is an honest divide than live with a false bridge.” He smiled again. “We have time to work things out. It is the best part of blending lives with a fey.”
    She nodded. “Right. Outliving my sisters, nieces, nephews and possibly their children, it is not a pleasant thought. Don’t get me wrong, I know that I belong with you, but I know what I am giving up in the long run.”
    He leaned back. “I hadn’t...I didn’t...”
    She sat up and put