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“But I’ll check on her after I find some pants,” he adds, glancing around the room.
I watch as he pulls on a pair of jeans, wincing when he does up the zipper. Primarily because I know exactly how he feels right now. My own knot is pulsing against the confines of my pants, demanding release.
And after hearing those delectable sounds from the other room, I doubt my cock will ever be soft again.
Not to mention the lingering scent of slick,I think, inhaling deeply.
It’s not as potent as before, but it’s still there. Heady and sweet. A beckoning fragrance that dares me to steal a taste.
Soon,I promise my inner Alpha.Soon.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
ALINA
I stare at the bed.I have the strangest urge to roll across the mattress, despite my freshly cleaned state. Like I want to absorb the memories Reaper imprinted there and ensure they never leave my mind.
Becausewow.
He made me feel alive. On fire. Awake in a way I’ve never been before.
It’s strange yet liberating.
I press my palm to the spot on the bed I slept on, the space where Reaper made me fall apart.
I can still smell the aftermath of our time here.
I like it, I decide, smiling as I head toward the closet to find something to wear. Except the moment I enter, a new scent swirls around me. Something decidedly masculine and fresh.
Orcus, I breathe, inhaling deeply and spinning around to find him. Only, he’s not there. No one is. Just me and that alluring cologne.
There’s a hint of cedar in here, too.Flame? I think, dizzy from the combination of fragrances. The mixture ofFlame’s and Orcus’s essences reminds me of a clear mountain day, of wandering in the woods. I close my eyes, picturing it all in my mind.
Fresh air.
Fir trees.
And a campfire…
That last bit has my nose crinkling. It’s the ideal addition, but the scent doesn’t come from Flame or Orcus.
It’s Reaper, I realize.Oh, fae…
Collectively, it’s… it’severything.
I want to live here, amongst this scent. It’s the fragrance of a perfect day.
Bending, I find the sources of the enticing combination and carry it out into the bedroom. It’s an unusual desire, but I can’t seem to stop myself. I need to pair this alluring cologne with the perfume Reaper and I created on the bed.
So I do.
I just… drop it all on the bed.
Then stare at it.
And frown.
This isn’t right at all.
