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I plant my hands beside his head on the pillow. An aching need grips my heart.
“Fox?” My brows lift in the middle.
“Yes, pet?” His husky, sex-laden voice melts like butter. His hands drift up my hips and circle my waist. Galaxy eyes meet mine.
“When.”
But he doesn’t unleash his dark, primal desires on me. He lifts his lips to mine, kisses me with loving tenderness, then gently rolls us so he’s on top. Fox makes love to me with a slow, savoring tempo. He cups my head between his hands and catalogs every reaction on my face. His leisurely glide out makes me whimper. His slow re-entry is torturous... until he slams the last inch. I gasp. He kisses me, drives his tongue in, dominates me, takes what he needs from me.
My fingers spear his wet hair. “You must have watched a lot of people fucking,” I moan, “To be this good.”
“You haven’t even seen my special move yet.” Raw ecstasy consumes his humor as he thrusts in with a grunt.
“Who’d you steal that from?” I tease.
His breathy, self-assured laugh flutters in my stomach. Treacherous eyes meet mine. “It’s all mine, pet.”
Another thrust. Another moan coaxed from my lungs.
“I don’t think you’re ready,” he says.
“You mean, that wasn’t it?”
He shakes his head. Drops his face to the crook of my neck and relishes a few more languid thrusts. But I can’t stop thinking about it now. He knows I’m like this.
“Show me.” I scrape my nails down his back. “Fox.”
His hissed breath is cold against my damp skin. “Fine. You asked for it.”
Triumph drags my lips into a grin until he rears back, and I see the devilry in his expression. A flash of panic hits me. What have I asked for?
Fox’s skull flickers beneath his skin, then stops. It does that when his wraith leaves his body, but I don’t feel the signature air brush against my skin. Is his wraith going to join in? Pin me down? The mystery drives me insane. Makes me hotter. Makes me beg.
“What are you going to do?” I breathe.
A wolfish grin is my answer.
His skull illuminates again. And keeps flickering. A flutter of air down my entire body makes me gasp. Anywhere his body touches mine, I feel it... including between my legs. He’s pushing his wraith out, taking it back, and pushing it out again. Over and over. Faster and faster. The fluctuating pulses of wind stimulate every nerve ending in my body. Then he fucks me hard. I’m so damn wet, so aroused it hurts. Another orgasm isquick to build, coil, but refuses to break. A keening wail catches in my throat. The need to come has me in a chokehold.
“Come for me,” he groans, slams in deep. “Comehard, Willow. Let it out.” Then his voice in my mind:“Let the hive hear how good you are for us.”
I explode, shatter, break apart. Still, he fucks me. Still, he flutters my sensitive nerves with his special move, drawing out my climax until tears stream from my eyes. He finally seats himself and snarls a deep, bone-shuddering growl as he submits to his release. Collapsing on me, he moans with satisfaction.
We lay there for what feels like hours, trying to muster the strength to move. When he finally draws back to look me in the eye, his face is all his—no skull.
A very pleased, very smug male look enters his expression. “What did you think of my move?”
My mouth opens. Closes. “I mean... it was okay, I guess.”
He wraps me in his arms, and whispers, “Go to sleep, little liar. You earned the rest.”
I wake to darkness,deliciously covered in Fox’s musky scent. He woke me up twice, craving more. I can’t say I’m disappointed. Being so blatantly worshipped made me feel like a queen.
Smiling to myself, I roll and reach for him but find the bed empty. Frowning, I sit up. Something feels wrong. My fist rubs my sternum.
“Good, you’re awake.” Fox sits in the shadows on his settee, wearing black.
“Is everything okay? Why are you sitting alone in the dark?”
