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I toss the larger box over onto the bed and drop down to one knee before her. My eyes never leaving hers, I open the box with the ring I had crafted for her. I start in my native language, knowing by now that she understands me, “
Jeg vil være sammen med deg for alltid, Elora. Jeg elsker deg så mye
.”
I want to be with you forever, Elora. I love you so much.
She’s trembling as I slip the vibrant diamond onto her small finger. The moment it’s in place, she drops down onto her knees, twines her arms around my neck and presses her sweet lips to mine. Before the kiss can go further, I pull back and ask jokingly, “Ah, I take it that’s a ‘yes’ baby?”

“With all my heart, yes, yes! Oh God, how I love you. I belong to you. I hope you know that. I am nearly bursting with love for you, Mikkel Torvik.”

I pull her into me, wanting to meld my body to hers. Just before our lips meet, I whisper, “I know baby, I know. And believe me, I feel the same for you,
min
skjønne
.”

Her silken mouth parts eagerly as our tongues delve into each other, tasting, exploring, hungry for each other. Such fucking perfection that my brain nearly shuts down from it all. Reluctantly, I pull back slightly to say, “If I wasn’t due in town soon to give the best man speech at the reception, you’d be completely naked and covered by your Master right now, woman.”

“It’s for a good cause. I’ll just have to wait then, I suppose.” She glances over at the slim black leather box. A wicked little gleam ignites in her aquamarine eyes, “So … what’s in there?”

I can’t hold back a grin, “Your custom collar, Elora. Thought I’d give you a matching set. Something traditional,” I squeeze her left hand, “and one … less so.”

Her pink lips part and her breath hitches slightly. I know that look. She’s so hot, loving the idea of my collar on her, of being possessed by her man. She owns me just as much as I own her.

I arch a brow and watch her closely. “You want to try it on for me now,
min
skjønne
?”

Lifting up her long hair, twining it on top of her head in a twirl, she smiles and says, “More than anything, Master. You’ve brought so much love into my world. I want to be yours, completely, always.”

My chest burns deep inside with how much I love and worship this unique woman. I still find it hard to fathom that after so many years I finally found her.

I run the back of my fingers down her silky cheek and tell her quietly, “That’s damn good to know, sweetheart, because you already are, Elora. You’ve been mine since the moment I wished you sweet dreams in the hallway that first night.”

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Christine Edwards
grew up in the Deep South on Hilton Head Island, SC. At an early age she developed a passion for the arts that led her to earn a bachelor’s degree in Art History from the College of Charleston in South Carolina. Christine has a special place in her heart for reading and writing erotic tales.
Nordic Lessons
is her fifth novel and the second book in the Northern Lights Series, which began with
Naughty in Norway
. Her main focus is on loving, multi-faceted relationships involving intense alpha males and feisty heroines. She adores snow skiing, traveling the world, and spending time with her amazing family. Christine currently resides in the sleepy coastal town of Beaufort, SC. You can find Christine online at christineedwardsauthor.com. Facebook: Christine Edwards Author. Twitter: @ceerotica.