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“Good boy,” he purred when I shut off the water. “Now tell me why you ran downstairs. Did seeing me with Liz make you jealous?”

Standing wet and naked in front of him with only a towel while he was fully dressed made me feel vulnerable in a way I didn’t mind. It was freeing. I felt like I couldn’t hide anything, like I couldn’t lie to him.

“No,”

“Then why run?”

“Because if I didn’t, you would see, she would see.”

“See what?” He took off his shirt and dropped it to the floor. I would never get used to the way his body was all long, shredded contours and toned muscles. I mean, I was in great shape, but Cal’s physique looked like it was carved from the most perfect marble. God, was any other man in any world so damn lick-able?

“See what?” He repeated, tilting my chin up so my eyes were forced to meet his.

“See how much I want you and…”

“And? Finish your sentence so I can kiss you again.” The way he growled, the words made my cock jump, smacking into my abs. His lips twitched just a little in the corner, telling me he knew what he was doing to me, and he liked it.

“And how much I want her.”

“You want Liz too?” His eyes opened wide, and I could see his pulse flutter in the vein in his neck. “I thought you only liked men?”

I scoffed. “I prefer men, but have you seen her? She’s amazing. And heart is…”

“Special,” he finished.

“I thought you only liked women.”

“So did I,” he replied, kissing me again. My heart was pounding in my chest. My hands shook as I placed them on Cal’s shoulders and let my fingers trail down his steel abs.

“Tell me what you were thinking about that was so dirty you had to run from me. I want to know.”

“I…”

“Tell me.” he growled into my ear then started kissing my throat. Every time his fangs scratched my skin, my heart jumped, and I wanted more. I wanted him to feed from me. “Don’t think, just speak.”

I could feel his powers of persuasion wash over me. Something most vampires had and Cal had in spades. I was strong enough to fight it off. He couldn’t make me do something I didn’t want, but he could give me the courage to do the things I was too afraid to do.

I didn’t think. I just let the truth fall from my lips.

“I wondered if she would taste sweeter before or after you fucked her, I wanted to know the sounds she would make as we took turns making her come for us, and I wanted to know how your lips would taste painted her in cum.”

“Dirty boy.” He smiled against my throat. “Is that all?”

“No, the way her lips were parted, I wanted to feel them on me, on all of me.”

“Fuck. Me too,” he groaned. His fingers gently traced the lines of my abs back and forth, moving further down with each pass. His touch sent shivers of need over my skin. I’d never felt anything like it—I was sure Callum was ruining me for all other men—but I didn’t care, I needed more.

“Tell me what you want,” I pleaded.

“I can’t believe this has all happened so suddenly, but I won’t deny it. I want to know how you two are different and the same. I want to taste you both, spend hours studying every inch of you, and learn how to control every sensation in your body. You probably taste so sweet. I want to know how to take you apart, so I’m the only one who can put you back together.”

Fuck, yes!

I swallowed hard, not able to say anything even if I wanted to.

“Did you see how pretty she looked with her eyes closed and lips parted?”

I nodded, closing my eyes and focusing on the low, smooth timber of his voice and the way his lips felt on my skin.

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