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his.
“I still love you, Elias.”
She kissed him, not giving him time to answer. Because she
didn’t want him to feel obligated to voice emotions she knew he hated to admit.
She knows me all too well.
To make up for being such a heartless asshole, he gave her
exactly what she wanted. Long, powerful thrusts, his breath ragged in her ear,
his body punishing, loving, tormenting, until she writhed against him.
“Please, Elias. Please!”
He buried his fingers between her thighs, kept her breast
tight in his other hand, and gripped the back of her neck in his teeth like a
mama cat carrying her babies while he thrust harder, veins pumping, muscles
straining to bursting.
She let out a wordless, hoarse scream that rattled the
windows. Deliberately, he made his own groan rough and deep, a primal growl of
the alpha taking his mate for the young pup downstairs. Sagging against her, he
concentrated on catching his breath. His pulse thundered in his skull and his
thighs ached like he’d run a marathon.
He was totally unprepared for her to slither around, hook
her heel behind his knee, and sling him around so he was on his back against
the wall.
Letting out a laughing groan, he dropped his head back
against the wall and tried not to wheeze.
“That’s better,” she purred against his throat.
She nuzzled and rubbed her face on his chest, while she ran
her hands over his shoulders and arms. No hesitant, gentle touches, not from
his Vicki. She had the powerful hands of a masseuse. Even if she hadn’t made
him blow his mind twice in the span of less than an hour, she could turn him
into a puddle with those incredible hands. God help him when she decided to
involve that luscious mouth of hers.
“Don’t you want to hit your bed at least once, babe?”
“Sure.” She bit his nipple, making him clench his hands into
fists at his sides. “But it’s so rare for me to have you like this.”
He narrowed his gaze, searching her face. “Like what?”
“Passive. Calm. Worn out.” She smiled against his chest and
slid her hands down his flanks and around to his buttocks. She gripped his ass
firmly, tilting his hips closer to hers. “Mine to take.”
His stomach tightened uneasily. That must be why she found
Jesse so appealing. She could take him anytime she wanted, instead of wrestling
and challenging him into exhaustion first. “Is that what you want, really?
Because I can lie back and take one for the team, anytime, anywhere, Vik. If you
want to take me, I’m yours.”
Eyes dark and mysterious, she cocked her head and simply
looked at him, her mouth quirked in a smug little half smile that miraculously
made his cock stir all over again.
“Do you want a shower now or later?”
“I definitely need a shower before I stink up your bed.”
Laughing with a sultry timbre to her voice, she released him
and headed for the bathroom. “I hope I don’t drown you.”
Chapter Six
Groggy and deliciously sore in places she hadn’t been in
months, Vicki stirred when the bed dipped. She’d vaguely heard the shower
running, but hadn’t managed to do much more than pull a pillow over her head.
Bleary-eyed, she rolled over on her back and cracked open an eye.
“Morning, Vik.”
Elias’s husky voice in the early morning made her want to
arch her back and purr an invitation. But she knew all too well that he had to
get to work. “What time is it?”
“Six thirty.” He leaned down and kissed her. “Thanks for
last night.”
“Thank you .” She wrapped her arms around his neck.
His hair was still damp at his nape, and he smelled so clean and fresh she
could only think about making him sweaty all over again. “I see you found your
stash of clothes. Are you coming back tonight?” Every night?
His fingers cupped her nape, kneading gently. “Do you want
me to?”
Cases of argument flashed through her mind. Would it be
better to pretend disinterest, so she didn’t appear too desperate? Would the
truth only drive him
“I still love you, Elias.”
She kissed him, not giving him time to answer. Because she
didn’t want him to feel obligated to voice emotions she knew he hated to admit.
She knows me all too well.
To make up for being such a heartless asshole, he gave her
exactly what she wanted. Long, powerful thrusts, his breath ragged in her ear,
his body punishing, loving, tormenting, until she writhed against him.
“Please, Elias. Please!”
He buried his fingers between her thighs, kept her breast
tight in his other hand, and gripped the back of her neck in his teeth like a
mama cat carrying her babies while he thrust harder, veins pumping, muscles
straining to bursting.
She let out a wordless, hoarse scream that rattled the
windows. Deliberately, he made his own groan rough and deep, a primal growl of
the alpha taking his mate for the young pup downstairs. Sagging against her, he
concentrated on catching his breath. His pulse thundered in his skull and his
thighs ached like he’d run a marathon.
He was totally unprepared for her to slither around, hook
her heel behind his knee, and sling him around so he was on his back against
the wall.
Letting out a laughing groan, he dropped his head back
against the wall and tried not to wheeze.
“That’s better,” she purred against his throat.
She nuzzled and rubbed her face on his chest, while she ran
her hands over his shoulders and arms. No hesitant, gentle touches, not from
his Vicki. She had the powerful hands of a masseuse. Even if she hadn’t made
him blow his mind twice in the span of less than an hour, she could turn him
into a puddle with those incredible hands. God help him when she decided to
involve that luscious mouth of hers.
“Don’t you want to hit your bed at least once, babe?”
“Sure.” She bit his nipple, making him clench his hands into
fists at his sides. “But it’s so rare for me to have you like this.”
He narrowed his gaze, searching her face. “Like what?”
“Passive. Calm. Worn out.” She smiled against his chest and
slid her hands down his flanks and around to his buttocks. She gripped his ass
firmly, tilting his hips closer to hers. “Mine to take.”
His stomach tightened uneasily. That must be why she found
Jesse so appealing. She could take him anytime she wanted, instead of wrestling
and challenging him into exhaustion first. “Is that what you want, really?
Because I can lie back and take one for the team, anytime, anywhere, Vik. If you
want to take me, I’m yours.”
Eyes dark and mysterious, she cocked her head and simply
looked at him, her mouth quirked in a smug little half smile that miraculously
made his cock stir all over again.
“Do you want a shower now or later?”
“I definitely need a shower before I stink up your bed.”
Laughing with a sultry timbre to her voice, she released him
and headed for the bathroom. “I hope I don’t drown you.”
Chapter Six
Groggy and deliciously sore in places she hadn’t been in
months, Vicki stirred when the bed dipped. She’d vaguely heard the shower
running, but hadn’t managed to do much more than pull a pillow over her head.
Bleary-eyed, she rolled over on her back and cracked open an eye.
“Morning, Vik.”
Elias’s husky voice in the early morning made her want to
arch her back and purr an invitation. But she knew all too well that he had to
get to work. “What time is it?”
“Six thirty.” He leaned down and kissed her. “Thanks for
last night.”
“Thank you .” She wrapped her arms around his neck.
His hair was still damp at his nape, and he smelled so clean and fresh she
could only think about making him sweaty all over again. “I see you found your
stash of clothes. Are you coming back tonight?” Every night?
His fingers cupped her nape, kneading gently. “Do you want
me to?”
Cases of argument flashed through her mind. Would it be
better to pretend disinterest, so she didn’t appear too desperate? Would the
truth only drive him
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