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This time, her moan sounded almost blissful, and myKteerpreened at the realization I’d made her feel good. What noises would she make when I claimed her? When my mouth was on her?—
What in the ever-loving fuck?
My hand stilled, and I shifted her away from my growing erection.
This was mychef. A human who happened to work for me. My employee. I wasn’t going to claim her, bed her, or otherwise bring her pleasure. I wasn’t going totouchher because she was ahuman.
Except…
You’re touching her now.
Yeah, I was. And my cock was happy about it.
I resumed my massage, and she whimpered again and pressed closer. No, shesnuggledcloser, her breath warm against the ruined skin on the left side of my neck. She was pressed against my scars, and she didn’t seem to mind.
She never had.
Even that first day, she hadn’t shied away from my scars. She’d told me she had scars too. She hadn’t been afraid of me, like the other humans were.
Whose fault is that?
Yeah, fine. But still, hernot being afraid of medidn’t mean I was going to fuck her. That had to be the least-ringing endorsement ever. She was my employee and had shown no interest in me otherwise.
But here and now?
MyKteerwas purring, knowing that I was helping her. I was making her feel better, the way she did forme, each time she prepared my coffee or bought me that fancy smoked cheddar or made me a cardamom persimmon chocolate tart just because I’d liked them so much the first time.
When my fingers dug into her tight muscles, I felt her exhaling against my skin, felt her snuggling closer. And that made me feelgood. Proud.
Better than I’d ever felt outside of my cock getting involved, frankly.
I thought maybe she’d fallen asleep as she relaxed against me, but there, in the stillness, Riven murmured, “Abydos?”
So I grunted a cautious, “Yeah?” in return.
I felt her lips curl slightly. “Thank you.”
When I turned my head, my face—my lips, my nose—were too close to her hair. I could smell the blood on her, but also…Riven. My little human had been in my home for weeks now, and I knew her scent. Knew her presence.
And I didn’t just not mind it.Her.
I was growing used to her. I wanted totake careof her. So I hummed and shifted her further away from my cock.
“You’re welcome,” I said. And I meant it.
Chapter Six
Riven
Soooo…yeah.
How was I supposed to come back from “back massage while eating chocolate”? I wasn’t, that’s impossible. In one evening, Abydos—the Abydos in my mind, the way I thought of him—went from this grumpy, unapproachable, semi-asshole to…well, you saw. The male lifted me out of bed so he could cuddle with me, FFS!
Okay, yeah,heprobably wouldn’t call it cuddling, but I couldn’t help thinking of it like that. His massage was pretty amazing too; he actually listened to the little noises of pleasure I made, and adjusted his technique and location accordingly. Uh, yes please!
Look. I’m not a virgin or anything. I’ve had plenty of boyfriends—you can’t really get out of the restaurant industry with your innocence inanyarea intact, right? But I’ve never,everslept with one of my private-chef-clients. It’s not necessarily a rule or an honor code or something, it’s just…
They’re hella rich, and I’m the help.
