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Riley shivered beneath my touch as she buried her face against my shoulder again. “I guess that wouldn’t be so bad.”

My hand stilled at her admission.Not so bad?

It’s a start.

“But first,” she sighed into my chest as her hand moved further south. “I’m going to need you to be a little less gentle. I want more. You didn’t give me the third ridge.”

21

Riley

Happy Girl

“I’m so sore.” I yawned as the morning light filtered into the bedroom. The blanket was tangled on our feet and the pillows were bunched around us like a nest. My body ached deliciously, but I’d never been more relaxed.

“That’s why we didn’t get to the third ridge.” Lucan chuckled. “But I can kiss it better.”

His lips pressed against the unbroken and unmarked skin at my throat where he’d ‘one day’ leave his claim. We hadn’t gone deeper than that explanation of biting to seal the bond before exploring each other again.

Orgasms had taken precedence over talking last night.

Still, something seemed missing.

It was hard being both utterly satisfied and a bit disappointed that I hadn’t been given everything I wanted.

And that isn’t the only thing hard around here.

Lucan’s beautiful dick brushed against my leg as he kissed his way down my chest. I loved his cock almost as much as I loved his tongue. My toes curled as I anticipated all the ways he could—

Dobby chose that moment to meow from the other side of the closed door.

“Someone’s upset that he wasn’t allowed in the room last night.” I threaded my fingers through Lucan’s hair. It was lush and thick, just like the rest of him. I couldn’t get enough.

“I’ll make it up to him at breakfast.” Lucan’s smile was wicked as he placed a kiss on my lower stomach and then disappeared under the covers.

“Maybe we shouldn’t,” I protested half-heartedly as he made his way lower and lower, spreading my legs open and settling his body between them.

Dobby meowed louder and more painfully this time.

“Stop,” I sighed.

The minute the word left my mouth, I panicked and wanted to take it back. I knew better than to start what I couldn’t finish.

Lucan stopped kissing me.

The blankets rose along with his head.

I kept my lips pressed tight, remembering how it was with Drew. In the beginning, before I’d begun denying him altogether, I couldn’t walk away in the middle of things without him pouting and blaming and then shouting and all the self-loathing that followed.

It was like a child’s tantrum meant to exhaust me until I finally gave in. By then, I was so disgusted with how it made me feel, that I rushed through the job.

Lucan pulled the blankets from his head and rested his chin on my stomach as he gave me a sly smile. “Later?”

“Later,” I agreed, feeling my muscles relax.

I had to stop comparing the two of them. There wasn’t a competition. Drew was an asshole.

And Lucan was…

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