Page 198 of Redeemed

“One second,” I whisper.

I head downstairs to lock up and turn off the lights. As I re-enter my bedroom, I check my phone to find a text from Xander.

Xander:Just double checking that you remember my plan. Would prefer not to get shot tonight.

Colton:I remember.

Xander:Good. See you in the morning.

Smiling, I set my phone on my nightstand. Haven is already half-asleep again, and she’s not even under the covers.

“Hey.” I nudge her gently.

“Cage?” she mumbles groggily.

“Is that what you want? To sleep in there?”

She blinks her eyes open. “Do… do I have a choice?”

I should say no. I should make her get up, and I should treat this like any other normal night.

“You can sleep wherever you want.”

“I wouldn’t mind the bed.” She yawns. “I’ve been feeling a little off today.”

“Move over, then.” I don’t give her the chance to, instead picking her up and getting us both situated under the blankets. “Comfy?”

She nestles her naked body against mine, and her head ends up on my bare chest. “Mmhmm.”

I swallow, my voice thick as I say, “Good.”

Haven doesn’t respond, and I realize she’s out already. I shake my head. A month ago, she’d be horrified at the thought of falling asleep cuddled up against me. Throw in the fact that she’s naked, and she’d never believe there was a possibility of this happening.

When she’s tired like this—or right after one of us makes her come—she lets her guard down. I like getting the tiny glimpses of the girl I thought would be mine forever, even if it hurts, too.

I don’t know what it means that she’s getting more comfortable around us. I don’t know what it means that I want her to.

“I don’t know what to do with you,” I whisper to her sleeping form. “You’re making me feel things, angel. Things I promised myself I’d never feel again. And…”

But I can’t say that part out loud. I can barely let myself think it.

What if…

What if I do let myself forgive her?

Lucas

Iwaketothefeeling of a warm, wet mouth sucking on the tip of my cock. My dream of fucking Haven from behind while she’s bent over my bike fades, but the feeling of being close to coming doesn’t.

In fact, it only intensifies.

Groggily, I open my eyes. The room is dark, and the pillow I cuddled to sleep as a replacement for Xander is gone. But there’s definitely someone between my legs. One hand is stroking my dick, and the other is cupping my balls and lightly squeezing.

Am I still dreaming?Xander doesn’t get home until tomorrow, and Haven would never do this. But then who…?

A whimper escapes me as the hand twists around my cock. Waking up this close to an orgasm has my body trembling and my mind melting. The sensations are so intense.

“Now that’s a good boy.”Xander.It’s Xander’s voice. “You know I love it when you can’t hold yourself back. Now moan for me again, Ace.”

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