Chapter 1262

Chapter 1262:

“Dominic!” I cried out in alarm, rushing to support his faltering frame. My fingers brushed against his skin—alarmingly cold to the touch, like marble left in winter air.

Outside our stone sanctuary, the blizzard unleashed its fury with renewed vengeance. Though the cave walls blocked the cutting wind, the pervasive cold still seeped into our bones like a living entity determined to claim us.

Dominic mustered his remaining strength to sit upright, drawing me into the circle of his arms. “Don’t move…” he murmured, his voice a whisper against my hair as his chin rested atop my head. “It’s warmer.”

I melted into his embrace, curling my body against his as my fingers traveled up the expanse of his back, clutching him tightly.

Before I could register what was happening, Dominic shifted his weight, and I found myself suddenly airborne, lifted effortlessly despite his injury.

A momentary panic seized me as I instinctively clutched at Dominic’s neck for stability, only to realize he had positioned me carefully across his lap, our bodies aligned for maximum warmth.

Dominic’s powerful arm encircled my waist, his hand coming to rest on my abdomen. His fingers began a slow, seemingly unconscious caress that sent warmth radiating through my core.

Heat, that had nothing to do with survival, flooded my cheeks. Before I could collect my thoughts, Dominic’s calloused fingers captured my chin, tilting my face toward his as he claimed my lips with unexpected tenderness.

A soft sound escaped me—part surprise, part surrender—as the cold around us momentarily ceased to exist.

As Dominic deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing and exploring every inch of my mouth with deliberate precision, my dazed mind struggled to maintain clarity through the fog of sensation.

Even facing death in this frozen wilderness, with his wound barely tended, was he truly contemplating intimacy?

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Dominic claimed me thoroughly, his exploration both possessive and reverent. When he finally withdrew, he lingered tantalizingly close, his tongue tracing the outline of my lips with feather-light touches that left me trembling.

I melted further into the heat of his embrace, my voice barely above a whisper when I finally found words. “What are you doing, Dominic? What do you want?”

Dominic’s gaze dropped to meet mine, his eyes darkening to midnight blue as something primal flickered in their depths. “Own you,” he stated simply, the words carrying the weight of an ancient vow.

With that declaration hanging in the frigid air between us, Dominic’s hand slid deliberately downward, coming to rest at my lower back before continuing its determined exploration.

A shiver that had nothing to do with the cold coursed through me, causing me to squirm instinctively in his arms. My hips clenched involuntarily, inadvertently trapping his questing fingers.

Dominic grew still, his exploration halted. His ring and pinky fingers had found their way to the intimate crevice of my buttocks, while his other three fingers splayed across the curve outside. His grip tightened intermittently, each deliberate squeeze sending shivers through me.

The atmosphere in the cave transformed, intimate and sheltering, as our shared warmth created a haven against the brutal storm outside.

I remained unaccustomed to such closeness, my cheeks warming under Dominic’s intense gaze. My resolve melted as I nestled deeper into his protective embrace.

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