Thorns of Frost (Fae of Snow & Ice, #2)

by Krista Street

“Because even though you’ve been doing an impressive job of ignoring me, I’ve been doing the opposite with you.

“This is your bedroom chambers? But isn’t it warded?” “Of course it is, but it’s never been warded to you.”

“I want you to be mine, Ilara. I never want to be parted from you. Let me claim you. Please.”

I could spend eternity giving you pleasure, memorizing every dip and turn of your flesh.”

“You’re mine, Ilara Seary,” he growled softly in my ear. “Forever. You are my mate, and you belong with me. Anyone who tries to take you from me will suffer my wrath.”

With lips pressed to my ear, the prince said, “You’re strong. You’re powerful. And you’re mine. Don’t forget any of that.”