She felt him marking her, and there was no possible way she was allowing him to do that unanswered. She threaded a hand into his hair and curled it into a fist, pulling ungently to tilt his head back where she wanted it.
She brought her lips to his ear. "You, a bastard prince, think to mark me, a queen, and have it go unanswered? Think again." She bent her head and pressed her lips to the pulse of his throat, just beneath his jaw. Those cold lips had the bite of white hot fire, and where he anyone else, the subzero temperature would have likely caused irreparable damage. But this was to get past his heat enough to leave her mark on him, in the shape of a kiss.
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Date: 2013-05-20 09:50 am (UTC)She brought her lips to his ear. "You, a bastard prince, think to mark me, a queen, and have it go unanswered? Think again." She bent her head and pressed her lips to the pulse of his throat, just beneath his jaw. Those cold lips had the bite of white hot fire, and where he anyone else, the subzero temperature would have likely caused irreparable damage. But this was to get past his heat enough to leave her mark on him, in the shape of a kiss.