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But his scent gives him away. It’s too strong for him to be content; he wants more.

It’s the scent of his lust, and my nipples pebble through my shirt as I drown in the aroma.

“Liar,” I sigh as his touch sends tingles up my spine.

“Could never lie to you,” he murmurs, his fingers tracing circles on my hipbones. “But there is something I want, even though I know I’m in no position to ask you for fucking anything.”

I’m in a lust filled haze. I’d give him anything right now. I spread my legs and whimper as his fingers lazily dip lower, the rough pads brushing against the inside of my thighs. “Tell me,” I breathe.

“Let me stay here tonight,” he says.

I frown and open my eyes to meet his burning stare. “Of course,” I say.

“No, baby,” he groans. “You don’t understand.” Two fingers caress just outside my labia, teasing in the worst possible way. “I want to stay right here.” Moving the blankets lower, he situates himself so he’s on his front, my cunt directly in front of his face. “Let me keep you clean all night.”

His cool breath ghosts against my core, and I look at him with wide eyes. “What?” I breathe.

“I’ll stay here,” he rasps. “Right fucking here, looking at this pretty cunt and licking it for hours.”

Oh.

My brain short circuits. I reach down to run my fingers through his hair, gripping the strands.

“I might fall asleep,” I murmur.

“As you should,” he says, the tip of his tongue licking my inner thigh. “You need rest, baby. I’ll be here, taking care of you.”

He hasn’t even licked my clit yet, but I’m already gasping for breath.

“Okay,” I breathe, pulling his hair. “Take care of me then, Alpha.”

With a groan, he kisses my cunt, licking up every trickle of slick that leaks out of me.

It’s filthy. With every touch of my clit, more slick flows out of me, and River drinks down every drop.

But I can’t stay awake. I drift in and out of slumber, only waking up once he brings me over the edge. I stuff my fist into my mouth to keep from screaming, whimpering out my orgasm while he continues to assault me with his tongue.

It’s heavenly.

And in those moments, with his head buried between my legs and pleasure coursing through me, I start to feel whole again.

He kisses me goodbye in the morning, murmuring something sweet in my ear.

His scent lingers in the house until another familiar one wafts in.

Landon.

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LANDON

I stare at myself in the mirror, scrutinizing the dark circles under my eyes.

Skylar’s home, but I haven’t seen her yet.

It’s my turn to keep watch while River and Vincent work cases, and I can’t help the uneasy feeling that coils in my gut.

Guilt.

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