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Shit. “They do?”

He nodded. “I suspect for months.”

Months? Delara knew for months? “But they never said anything.”

Kilter lightly stroked my cheek with his knuckles, his eyes on my lips, which parted as he did it. “Like you said, your choice. Waleron may be a cold bastard, but he won’t force a Scar to fight or use their ability.”

“Oh.” Okay, that was good to know. “Kilter?”

“Right here, babe.” He smirked and I liked that. I liked that a lot because Kilter didn’t smirk and it was cute and playful. Another piece to hold in my hand.

I breathed in his scent and reached up to cup the back of his neck, drawing him closer, so his chest was pressing into mine. “I’ve never had sex with a man I desired before.” The color drained from his face and his body stiffened. “I wouldn’t even call what I had as sex, really.” His brows lowered and eyes darkened. “What I feel for you, what my body feels, I can’t explain it. But maybe it’s not meant to be explained because it’s a feeling. And I like that feeling. I want more of it. I want more of you.”

Kilter was quiet for a minute, and I got a little nervous that maybe he’d changed his mind about wanting to sleep with me. “Kilter?”

“Not good at this shit,” he said. He ran his thumb back and forth over my lower lip. “This between us is what breaks a man, but it’s also what makes him whole. You make me whole, babe.” I opened my mouth and he shook his head. “Not done yet.” I smiled. “You saw me when no one else did. You trusted me when I gave you nothing to trust.”

My breath hitched. I never expected that from Kilter. He was closed off behind walls that protected him. But he trusted me, and maybe because I’d trusted him first. I showed him the path.

“And I’ll always want to fuck you.”

Shit, he’d read my thoughts.

His body tensed, tatted arms flexing as he hovered above me. “You sort your shit out?”

“Yeah.” I smiled.

His brows lifted. “It’s been a fuckin’ hour.”

“Don’t need much time,” I replied, repeating what he’d said before.

He snorted, and then there was a brilliant spark of light in his eyes and a subtle grin. God, he was beautiful.

“Won’t ask you again, you sure?”

I yanked him closer with a hand bunched in his T-shirt. His elbows collapsed and his chest lay on mine. “Yeah, babe,” I said, smiling. “I’m fuckin’ sure.”

He chuckled, shaking his head, but the laughter faded as his eyes darted to my mouth as I licked my lower lip. I saw the change in his eyes as they smoldered with desire.

Butterflies sprung and tingles erupted everywhere. Then he leaned over me, his lips almost touching mine but not quite. His heated breath tickled my cheek as he shifted to my ear and my breath stopped.

“We do this… forever, Rayne.” His whispered words caused goose bumps to scatter across my skin. “And being immortal, that’s a fuck of a long time.” His tongue traced the tip of my ear. “You’re mine because you choose to be. No other way.”

“Okay.” I couldn’t breathe. Damn it, I couldn’t goddamn breathe. He suckled the lobe of my ear and twinges erupted between my legs. “Kilter?” I whispered.

His kissed the edge of my jaw then down my neck. “Yeah?”

I swallowed. “Can you kiss me now?”

He lifted, his eyes meeting mine. “Trying to take my time, babe.”

I didn’t want him to take his time. “Can you take your time after we’re done?”

He huffed with a mild smirk. “Yeah. Whatever you want.”

And that was it. All control vanished as his mouth slammed onto mine.

Consuming.

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