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It was easier to pass it off as a fling born from being vulnerable around each other. We faced down a series of dark tunnels together. Hell, we had run into his ex-girlfriend and avoided injury. The first thing we did once we were safe was kiss. Nothing was sexier than danger. A more incredible aphrodisiac simply didn’t exist for me.
Except for maybe Eric himself. His consideration, kindness, and firm yet gentle approach to my body had me drooling. I was ready to give myself over to him tonight once I got past the feeling that I was hurting my best friend.
Who was I kidding? This wasn’t about her. It was never about her. The alphas didn’t say I could be mated to Eric if his daughter approved. They announced us as mates. That had to count for something, right? And it wasn’t like things would change if I became her stepmother in title.
I wouldn’t dump her as my best friend. Nobody could take that sacred part of our friendship. Mating with her father would do nothing but bring me closer to her. Couldn’t she see that? Couldn’t she just be excited about my living across the street from her?
While I tried to imagine happy family barbecues and resisted the urge to make every issue in my brain a catastrophe, I heard the stairs creak behind me. I was stuck on the landing, holding the banister loosely because my worrying mind had halted me in my tracks. Eric was right behind me with the black tourmaline in his hand.
He didn’t even have to ask. I took the stone and carried it with me to the bed.
I sighed as I sank into the soft sheets. “Yeah, I can’t stop thinking.”
“Maybe I can take your mind off things.”
“That’s the problem, Eric. Being with you makes the problem worse.”
He leaned against the bedpost, a place he had stood before in a different context. I knew he was standing there for a different reason this time, but I wasn’t sure it was a good reason.
He tilted his head curiously to the right, like when he was in wolf form. “Would you rather I keep my mouth to myself?”
“You’re making it worse.”
“My goal is to make things better.” His eyes got that smolder to them again as he knelt next to the bed and reached for my legs. “And wetter…”
I groaned when his thumbs skated over my thighs. “Promise we won’t regret this?”
He dug his thumbs into my hips. “Baby, I could never regret a thing with you.”
That was all the permission I needed. While watching his fingers crawl under the hem of my silk nightie, I spread my legs, inviting him to the apex of my thighs. Small pings of warmth radiated from where his fingertips landed like raindrops on the surface of a calm lake. Each ripple coated me with heat, a luscious balm that relaxed my muscles.
My eyelids grew heavy as I met his gaze, those torrid cobalt eyes sending icy strips of heat through my core. Every new inch explored by his hands made my slit twitch and my nipples tingle. When he reached my panties, my chest heaved, and my nipples hardened to fine points, distinct bumps in the silk I wore.
His eyes flickered immediately to the obvious signs of my arousal. That only doubled my desire for him. As his tongue danced at the edge of his lower lip, he bent toward me, nuzzling softly into my left breast. I hauled as much air into my lungs as possible.
Damn, it was stunning the way he affected me. Three fingers trailed a line over the front of my panties while he eased the strap of my nightie aside with his nose. Soon after, his tongue laved my nipple, causing goosebumps to explode from the hardened nub outward. Hot waves flushed my skin, followed by cold bursts, a nearly agonizing sensation that made my center throb.
And he hadn’t even kissed me yet. Goddess, I was about to lose my mind before he even kissed me. Men like Eric were trouble. More for his ability than his association, though that didn’t help either. My best friend was probably worrying about us right now—and we were caught in the middle of a teasing session that I knew would lead to even more troublesome things.
I tangled my fingers through his hair. “Before we get caught up like we did at the meadow—”
I reached for the nightstand and pulled a foil-wrapped condom from the drawer.
Eric grinned while carefully taking the condom from my fingers. “That’s good thinking…like a good girl.”
His mouth flew to my cleavage, devouring whatever skin he could find. The straps of my nightie skated down my arms, allowing the rest of my breasts to plop out. With the force of his affection pushing me back on the bed, I knew I was doomed from the start. The moment he came up here was the moment I subconsciously decided to take him again.
Nimble thumbs worked away my panties, inspiring me to lift my legs. He scooted onto the bed once they were off and pushed my knees toward my chest, exposing my soaked slit to him. Eyes full of soothing glaciers observed my slit with such wonder that it made me shudder.
He chuckled while tracing my folds. “You’re such a good girl. You treat me so well.”
I shivered when he circled my clit. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“But it’s time for you to be bad for me.”
My eyes rolled to the ceiling as my mouth widened to the shape of an oval. “W-what does Daddy want?”
“Touch yourself.”
