“I’m sorry,” I mumbled against his chest. “I can’t help it. You’re so fucking impressive, and it’s making me horny.”

His dark chuckle reverberated right to my toes. “It’s alright. Take what you need, little one,” he said before tacking on, “As long as you come before we reach the top. Or you might faint.”

I should have taken that as the warning it was probably intended to be, a reason to settle down and behave myself, but the crossed wires in my head saw it as a challenge. It turned me on even more knowing there was a time limit, and the added danger of possibly blacking out made my cock throb. No self-preservation to be seen. It wasn’t something we’d tried before, fucking in the sky, and I needed no further motivation than that to begin grinding against him with more purpose, chasing the pleasure twisting in my core.

My thighs tightened around his waist, adding to the friction. It was a little painful, the scrape of my pants rough against the sensitive skin, but it was good. So fucking good. And if I weren’t feverish with determination and desire, I’d have been embarrassed by how close I already was to ruining my underwear. There was even wetness pooling under the tip, and I could tell by the way Cair snarled that he could feel and smell it soaking through both of our clothes. It was heady, knowing he was just as affected as I was. The thick steel bar I rubbed against and his bruising grip on my back were proof enough.

And it was even more incentive to take.

It was common sense not to look down from a great height, but at that moment, I was a sucker for torment, and I craved the rush. We were so far from where we’d started that I couldn’t make out the gap in the forest we’d wandered through. The palace was smaller than a dollhouse, and my imagination ran wild. If the cover tying me in place snapped, if Cair’s hands slipped, I’d fall all that way—like Alice diving down the rabbit hole, only Wonderland wouldn’t be my destination. My cock drooled even more.

It wouldn’t happen, and even if it did, my mate would catch me before I hit the ground, but that fake scenario frightened and intrigued me. It had my anxiety flaring but also dialed up my horniness to a thousand and ten percent.

What the hell is wrong with me?