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“How are you feeling?” Lucan asked. “You slept as hard last night as the one before.”

The world spun a bit as I landed on my feet.

But I felt better than all right.

The pinching headache I always had in the mornings was gone and despite my bladder being really full, all my aches had eased.

And my brain was clear.

“I can’t remember the last time I slept through the whole night,” I said honestly.

Lucan was a vision of sleepy masculinity as he turned to the side, propping his head up on his arm to look at me. His golden hair was wild and loose about his face. An angel—or the devil—depending on which side you were watching the fall.

“That’s good.” He smiled. “Your body feels safe enough to relax here.”

I didn’t know what to think about that.

But my body did feel the need to pee.

“Take your time in the bathroom,” Lucan called after me as I marched across the room. “I’ll get your breakfast ready and then we’ll go shopping.”

“Shopping?” I stopped in my tracks as my heart fluttered in a way that didn’t feel all that bad.

“Yeah.” Lucan’s grin was full of mischief. Definitely the devil this time. “I made you a promise, didn’t I?”

10

Lucan

Whatever You Like

“It’s not safe for you on my back. Kieran needs to get Ember some sort of saddle if he’s going to continue flying with her that way. I’ll insist on carrying you if that’s how you want to travel.” I checked Riley’s phone, making sure the signal booster attached to my bike worked, and handed it back to her.

I’ll carry her in my claws…

But she might still need a safety harness.

“And this is safer?” Riley eyed the motorcycle warily as she tucked the phone into her back pocket.

“Yes.” I slid the helmet over her head and made sure it was a good fit. She looked adorable. My chest welled with pride at the sight of her protected and trusting me to provide for her. “We’ll take it slow.”

∞

“This is not slow!” Riley screamed into the wind.

My hearing was advanced enough to pick up her words, but it was her body language I paid more attention. The way she relaxed against my back and the grip of her hands on my chest. She was pliant, soft, and perfectly molded to me.

I grew hard thinking about the way we’d fit once I tore those barriers down.

She gasped as I rounded the bend of the road and held to me tighter.

I eased off the throttle, feeling the heat pulse between her legs, and had to bite back a feral groan at hearing her little sound of disappointment.

My Riley liked this.

I increased the speed again.

She let out a laugh, relaxing.

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