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Most of his face was covered by his long hair, but there was no mistaking his posture or fine physique.
Amara:THAT is your ‘roommate’? Can I move in, too???
Me:Fuck off. Three is a crowd. ??
I added a love heart to soften the blow. I felt eyes on me, but when I glanced at Lyall, his eyes were on the TV.
Amara: ??????
Me:Love you!??
With a grin, I put the phone on the table and scooped up my glass.
Chapter 11
Lyall
From the side of my eye, I saw her thumbs fly over her phone screen. I relaxed when I saw Amara’s name. After seeing her passcode on the camera, I checked her phone, and she only messaged her siblings or Amara. No one else. No threat. No competition.
My breath caught at the back of my throat when I saw her attach a picture of me.
She is ready. You know she is. Her scent is ripe.Claim her. Bite her. Conall snapped at me.
Perhaps. What if a heat isn't triggered? We could hurt her.
Nia smiled and put her phone on the table before she picked up her glass. When she leaned into me, I automatically placed my arm around her. We both froze until I felt Nia’s body relax.
“Is this okay?” I asked, my voice rough with the restraint I barely held.
“Aye,” she murmured, mimicking my accent before taking a large gulp of her sparkling white wine.
I let my fingers graze her bare upper arm. The contact burned. She didn’t pull away. I tightened my hold and lowered my head until my lips hovered just above her hair.
“This feels gud, Nia.”
Her hand settled on my thigh. Just above my cock. Inches from where my knot pulsed, heavy and demanding.
“It does, Lyall,” she whispered, her voice breathy. Wanting. Needy.
I glanced down at her chest. Her breasts rose and fell like she’d just run a marathon. Like she was afraid.
Or excited.
Maybe both.
Bite her, Conall hissed.Sink into her. Take what’s ours.
At that moment, she turned her head, but her eyes lingered on my lips, and the leash I’d kept around my instincts snapped. The beast surged free. I moved my hand to cradle her head, my fingers itching to tug on her luscious, silky locks. Her eyelashes fluttered. Her lips parted.
I claimed her lips, gently at first, but the fire in my chest burned. Her glass tumbled to the floor, but it was forgotten in her haste to twist her body toward me.
Her fingers clutched at my hair, and I deepened our kiss, plunging my tongue into her sweet, hot mouth. Our tongues clashed, her moan broke the silence, and I begged the Gods for this to be the night.
Our lips smashed together, and her hand sprawled over my chest. The sweet scent of her slick started to permeate around me. I softened our kiss, gently licking her lower lip before peppering her with a series of kisses.
“Ah need tae taste yae, Nia. I willnae take it further if it’s too soon fur yae.”
Her eyes opened at my voice, and her warm breath fanned my lips before she nodded.
