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“That’s your fantasy? Fighting!” He shrugged. “Then fucking.”
Leoni’s cheeks turned redder than Poppy’s.
“I did it!” Driscoll pumped a fist in the air.
Poppy and I shared an amused look.
Driscoll leaned forward. “So that’s your kink, huh? Big strong man pushes you up against a tree, sword pressed against you.” He waggled his eyebrows. “But that’s not the only hard weapon pressed against you.”
Poppy choked.
Leoni huffed and shrugged a shoulder. “Doesn’t have to be a man.”
Triumph shined bright in Driscoll’s eyes. “I knew I’d figure it out.”
“Congratulations, Driscoll. You have a talent for finding what turns people on,” I said drily, and Poppy laughed.
After all the heartache she’d been through, it felt good to hear that sound again.
“You all are just jealous.” Driscoll stretched his hands behind his head.
He’d saved our lives twice using his earth magic, but the man acted like this was his greatest accomplishment.
“Well, you two don’t have anything to worry about tonight.” I rolled my eyes. “Like Poppy said, I almost died today. I don’t think I can do much more than sleep.”
Chapter Fifty-Two
LOCHLAN
My body and mind were not on the same page, it turned out. Not when I was cuddled up next to Poppy, her ass pushed right into my cock, her curves pressing into my body, her heat seeping into my skin. I wanted to roll her on top of me and slip right inside of her.
But we had company. I was starting to wish I’d told Driscoll and Leoni to go sleep at the bottom of the tower. I wanted this woman. I wanted her now.
She rolled over in my arms. “You’re doing it again,” she whispered.
“And what is that?” I asked.
“Nuzzling my neck and . . . other things.”
I chuckled. “Not my fault you’re so damn tempting.”
“I’m just sleeping,” she pointed out.
“Very sexily.” I inhaled the sweet floral scent of her hair.
She laughed. “There’s a sexy way to sleep?”
My voice rumbled through my chest. “When it comes to you? Yes, yes there is.” I paused. “Besides, I never properly thanked you for saving my life.” I rubbed my cock against her round ass, and a gasp escaped her lips.
“Loch,” she warned.
“But I really think I need to thank you,” I said.
She elbowed me in the ribs. “We have plenty of time. You need to rest. Your body has been through a lot. Plus, Driscoll and Leoni might actually jump from the tower if we wake them.”
I could’ve said something really mean, but I chose not to.
“I do want to thank you, though,” I whispered, voice growing serious. “What you did... no one’s ever done anything like that for me before. You’re amazing, Poppy, you know that?”
