But only to be replaced by something warm and weighted landing on my back with a bit of a thud, the object wrapping around me as if to put me in some sort submission hold from behind while poking me in the ribs.
I feel a puff of hot air against my neck, then a single word whispered against the shell of my ear.
"Kai."
My smile is immediate though it cannot be seen. Apparently my mate is playful in the morning.
"Kai. Get up." Posey pokes me in the ribs again and I do my best not to flinch. "Get up. Get up. Get up."
Now fully awake, I can feel that she's sitting on my ass, stomach stretched along my back, perky breasts and hard nipples pressed against my shoulder blades. Her right arm is around my neck, fingers under the collar of my shirt resting over the markings for my fallen family.
It's that pesky left hand that keeps poking and prodding my ribs and if my beautiful mate continues she is going to start a war.
"Kai." She nips at my ear and my body shudders in response, until she tickles my ribs again. "Wake up, sleepy head."
I grunt and push further into the pillow. Despite all of the things I plan to do to her today, I am not ready to get up yet. I was up far too late on the phone then talking with Posey until she fell asleep.
"Don't make me pull out the big guns." She accentuates this by kissing the spot just under my ear. "I will make you regret ignoring me."
I just grunt.
She can try to irritate me awake, play until I can take no more but it will not work.
My tolerance is unmatched as is my love for having her this close.
I can go all day like this.
"Fine," she huffs as I feel her sit up and shift around. "But don't say I didn't warn you."
There's a little more movement but I don't bother changing my position. I was up late, rarely get to sleep in and I am the third eldest of seven. I have been through more than my fair share of playful annoyances. Posey can use whatever tactics she thinks she possesses and not one will get me to move from this spot before I am ready.
I feel my shirt lift and momentarily think I could be wrong because if my mate decides to strip me naked then join me like that, well, her power of persuasion is much stronger than I thought.
But that thought is fleeting, flies right out the window as I feel an ice cold rectangular object, most likely the carton of ice cream Posey didn’t get the chance to start on last night, rest on my wings.
My body jerks and I go up on my knees with a yelp, buck her from my body and turn just in time to see Posey topple backwards onto the mattress, feet now in the air, half gallon of triple fudge swirl sailing over the edge of the bed while she dissolves into a fit of laughter.
I glare as she giggle-snorts then honks like a goose, the sound causing my glare to crack slightly, especially when Posey just laughs harder at herself.
"You play dirty, my beloved."
She raises her arms in victory then shouts through her laughter, "I, Josephine Claire Timmons have conquered Kasimir the Chosen, mighty king of the Dragovihk Clan and all dragon shifters!"
At this, I cannot help but smile, then I take advantage of her gloating. In the blink of an eye I snatch her around the waist, my fingers almost touching as I yank her toward me. I flatten my body on top of hers, Posey only laughing harder and with one hand I bind her wrists and force them above her head. I brace myself with the other then straddle her hips and use my long legs to trap hers, pinning them together so she can't squirm free.
"What was that you were saying? You have conqueredwho, exactly?"
Posey smiles, her laughter subsiding some. "I was saying that I have conqueredyou." She quirks a brow. "Tamed the beast, so to speak."
I huff then tighten my legs.
"I did, didn't I? Got your lazy butt out of bed, got you moving so we didn't waste any more of our day."
"And that means you have conquered me?"
She nods with a self-satisfied smile.
"Yet somehow, I seem to be the one in a position of power."
