Page 7 of Blood Submission

Aiden stood. “I’ll go find Grace and see if we can remember anything else that may have been said when we stoleit.”

“I’ll come with you,” Nik told him. Then turned to Luukas. “Are we done here, bro?”

Luukas ran his eyes down the front of his witch, suddenly fascinated with the tiny buttons on her red shirt. A shirt that barely contained her full breasts. “Yes, we’re done. Everyone leave, now.”

They were still filing out of the apartment when he took the neckline of Keira’s shirt and yanked, tearing it down the middle and scattering tiny buttons everywhere.

“I missed you tonight,” she toldhim.

“I missed you, too, witch.” Grabbing her by the hips, he pulled her off the desk and onto his lap, groaning when she eagerly settled over his erection.

“You owe me a shirt,” she told him with a smile.

Sliding his fingers into the top of her bra, he tore that off her, too.

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