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whole thing was downright weird. Charlotte moved forward and gently touched the cuffs at his hands, working them until she felt her fingertips tingle and the ice melted. He didn’t move even though he was freed, and she winced at the condition of his wrists. The skin there was blistered from the cold, bright red and chafed. It looked painful.
    And speaking of painful…she glanced at Kai’s front, and the cock that stabbed forward, encased in ice. Yowch. That did not look like fun at all. Of course, she had to take it off of him…which meant giving him a rather intimate touch.
    She glanced up at Kai’s mirrored eyes and noticed he was watching her, though he’d remained totally still. That blush she felt on her cheeks grew even hotter, and she could hear the crackle of the ice that she’d melted as it refroze. Okay, when her body temperature went up, the temperature of the air around her seemed to go down. Good to know. Even Kai’s bronze skin was dotted with goose-bumps. She forced herself to relax, and then looked Kai in the eyes. “I’m, uh, going to take care of that.” She pointed primly at his groin. “So it’s imperative that you don’t move or something might get burned, okay?”
    “I will remain still,” he said, his voice husky.
    “Great,” she told him, and knelt in front of him. He was much bigger than her. Now that she was kneeling in front of him, she had an idea of just how big this man was. Her head came up to his shoulder, and his torso was as big as a tree trunk. They sure grew them big around here.
    Her gaze fell to the icy branch of his cock, and her cheeks flushed again. Definitely grew them big. She considered the best way to remove it without being weird about it, and then determined that there was really no way to do so. Best to just get it over with. Sucking in a breath, Charlotte laid her palm on the tip of the ice, and then encircled his thick length with her hand. She stroked downward, easing her magic through the ice.
    He groaned.
    She snatched her hand away, mortified. That hadn’t been a groan of pain like before. That had been one of…pleasure. Oh, mercy. Heat began to pulse, low through her pelvis. What kind of sick woman was she that trying to free this poor man was going to turn her on? “I’m so sorry,” she told him. “There’s no other way to do this.”
    And she placed her hand on him again. Her own breathing was becoming raspy with that sick sort of excitement, and she stroked her hand down the ice again, watching as it melted away from his cock. At least he wasn’t blistered there, she told herself with relief, though his skin was reddened. A bead of pre-cum glistened on the head of his cock…and then didn’t slide down his skin. It froze there instead. Her arousal was making the room incredibly cold.
    Charlotte looked up at the man, her breathing heavy, and noticed that those mirrored eyes were still watching her with fascination. “Sorry about that,” she told him. “It couldn’t be helped.”
    “Will you not keep touching me?”
    She shook her head, backing away a step. “It’s…it’s not right. I’m sorry.” She moved to his feet and melted the cuffs there, without saying another word. When she was done, he remained still. “Can you walk around?”
    He got to his feet, rising to his full height, and Charlotte blinked, staring up at him. She was an average woman – or at least she had been – but next to this man, she felt positively dainty. He towered over her, all muscles and bronze skin, and she forced herself to keep her gaze on his face so things wouldn’t get weird, considering he wasn’t wearing anything.
    “I’m very sorry about all that,” she told him.
    “I had displeased you,” he told her in that monotone. “I deserved the punishment you gave me.”
    “I’m not sure about that.” Charlotte chewed on her lip, thinking. There was still something really off about all of this. Kai was a bit weird, but the man acted like he