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CHAPTERSEVENTEEN
Zelle
I woke up in Rifyr's arms the next morning.
We were tangled around one another and unlike Kinden, who probably could have snoozed the day away in my bed, Rifyr was already wide awake.
His erection was pressing against my ass, but my muscles were still aching from the day before, so I wasn't exactly sure when I could take him again.
"How long are you staying?" I murmured.
He hummed against my neck. "Until you kick me out?"
"So forever, then?" I asked, grinning widely.
"Yep… well, I don't have work all weekend, and I can stay until Monday morning… just so you're not alone?"
The touch-starved part of me that was finally getting fed was ecstatic. There were other parts of me that were more than ecstatic as well, but there was a tiny voice in the back of my brain that told me I couldn't get used to being alone if someone was always here.
That voice sound suspiciously like Mother, so I pushed it back as far as it would go and concentrated on being happy instead.
"I can make breakfast," I offered. Visions of eggs and ham were already dancing around in my head, the thought of bringing Rifyr breakfast and letting him eatmeafterwards was a very delicious thought.
He grinned. "I'll do it. I'm told I make good waffles, you'll have to be the judge."
Okay, my man bringing me breakfast in bed andtheneating me afterwards was an evenmoredelicious thought.
And of course Rif would make good waffles. I knew, through talking with Sorrel and Kinden that Rifyr was something of a ladies man, and this likely wasn't the first time he'd made his lady waffles on the morning after.
"Do you do this often?" I asked.
"Waffles, yes…" he said, trailing off. "Falling for someone after being in their arms for one day? Never."
I blushed and sat up in bed, completely nude and more sore than I realized. I could feel him in my thighs. In my glutes. My abs.
I wasn't used to this kind of workout.
But I wasn't complaining. Not in the slightest. I could get used to it.
Rifyr sat up beside me, his arm trailing up my spine and making me shiver. "How aboutyoustay in bed, and I'll go get the waffles started."
"Bathroom first, but yes, I'll be back in bed after."
I started to reach for my robe, but realized that I had no reason to. Basil wasn't in the apartment anymore, and not that he really cared about my nakedness, anyway, but I felt that after getting boned so thoroughly the night before, I would have covered up out of respect for him.
Except he wasn't here.
I was alone.
Well, not alone. Rifyr was here at least through the weekend. And then Sorrel would be visiting as soon as he got back next week and I'd have him for at least a day. Probably more. And Kinden would be coming back as soon as he was able.
But between then? Rifyr would leave. And I'd be alone.
Alone here, because of Mother.
That thought made me grit my teeth as I walked down the hall to the bathroom.
I did my business, and stood at the sink after, washing my hands. I looked at myself. Love bites peppered my breasts. A blush tinged my cheeks as I remembered the specific activities that garnered those bites. Other than that, I didn't look any different. Apart from my eyes.
