Kiss of Frost (The Dragon Lairds Series Book 4) by Amy Pennza

Author:Amy Pennza [Pennza, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scribble Pretty Books
Published: 2023-12-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Twelve

CALLUM

The air in the caldarium was oppressively warm. Torches sputtered along the walls. A thick mist floated above the ground, ferrying heat and moisture. Carved from the rock under the White Gate, the place was a welcome respite from the rest of the frozen fortress.

But it did nothing to assuage the chill flowing between me and Graeme.

We faced each other across a small antechamber outside the bathing room. Georgie had taken one look at the enormous square pool filled with steaming water, murmured “viva Roma,” and left Graeme and me to each other’s company.

Probably not the wisest decision. Training with Bram McGregor, I’d learned that a cool head was the best defense in battle. Then I watched a male threaten my mate. The fact that the male in question was also my mate didn’t seem to matter.

He leaned against a wall that still bore chisel marks from when it was carved, his thick arms folded over his broad chest and a glower on his face.

I returned the favor from the opposite wall as soft splashing sounds and the floral scent of Georgie’s shampoo drifted from the bathing chamber. Irritation prickled through me at the thought of her luscious body slick with soap and warm water. She probably looked like a mermaid with her black hair plastered to her head and her firm tits bobbing above the water. Those pink nipples ripe as little berries through the steam. I should have been washing her back. Instead, I was locked in a staring contest with Graeme Abernathy.

“Fuck,” I muttered.

Graeme raised a brow. “Problem?”

“Aye. You.”

He flashed a tight, humorless smile. “I must not have heard you correctly. It sounded like you’re blaming me for problems you created.”

“No, you heard me just fine.”

A blast of chilly air rolled off him. “The only problem here is you, boy.”

Deep in my chest, my dragon lifted its head. I pushed off the wall and stalked forward, all my cool-headed training evaporating. I stopped inches from Graeme and showed my teeth. “I’m getting really tired of you calling me boy.”

“That’s a shame.”

My temper spiked. “It makes sense, though.”

“Oh, yeah?” He unfolded his arms and stepped into me, his chest brushing mine. “How so?”

He had a couple of inches on me, and I had to tip my head back to meet his stare. “Fate gave you two mates, and you’re scared out of your mind. But you’re too much of a fucking baby to face your fears, so you resort to childish insults and throw a temper tantrum every time your dick gets hard.”

His nostrils flared, and outrage leapt into his eyes. “You’re not my mate.”

“Keep telling yourself that. Maybe you’ll actually believe it one day.”

He grabbed my shirt by the collar and hauled me up so we were nose to nose. “You’re not my mate,” he snarled. “Your witch poisoned me.”

I smiled. “That’s a great theory, Graeme, but it has a fatal flaw.” I reached down and grasped his cock, which was hard enough to rip through his pants.

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