Harley:
I scooted myself back onto the island. There was no way in hell he was putting his mouth anywhere on me.
“He isn’t wrong, Harley. You may be immune to the poison, and the pain may be tolerable for you. But our foot may fall off and we don’t need that now, do we?” she snickered at me.
“No. You can’t possibly be okay with a man who isn’t our mate putting his lips on us.” I narrowed my eyes at her.
I had been so caught up in our bickering that I had been unconcerned with Alister until his icy sparks shot through my legs.
His calloused hands gripped my knees, pulling me forward on the counter. His fingers tightened, pinning me in place. My ears rang and I licked my lips praying I could find my voice.
“What—What are you doing?” my voice was barely above a whisper.
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