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Flesh pounded flesh. She felt his steely cock hit her womb and draw back. Forward. “Yes. Yes.” She arched off the bed, shoving her breasts at him, their shirts still on. Every nerve in her body fired. His lips took hers, his tongue spearing inside, tangling with her.
When her hips met his groin again, she exploded, shouting Miller’s name.
“Oh, luv.” He struck once. Twice. Three times until he held still. “Damn.”
As his hot seed flowed into her, she knew this would not be the only time she wanted Miller Nash.
They stayed in place. Then he released her hands, grabbing onto her and rolling until she was on top.
“Galena, luv, you’re a rare female. We didn’t even bother to get naked. My slacks and loafers are still on. I say we start again, doing it right.”
Sitting on his legs where his trendy pants were bunched, she whipped her tee over her head. Before she wiggled out of her shorts, he touched her arm. “Leave on the boots, luv.”
Miller ripped the buttons off his shirt while he struggled out of it. She lifted a leg, allowing him to slip his pants down his legs and shuck his loafers.
Galena eyed his gorgeous appendage, still hard. Her gaze crawled higher. “Damn.”
“What?”
“You’ve got your warlock on.”
“Blimey. Thanks for the assist.” He tilted his hips. “Now ride me like you mean it, woman.”
Thanks? That was it?
Suddenly, she didn’t want to be Miller’s quickie in the Blood Shed. She wanted to mean more than a jumpstart for his battery. Galena pushed off the bed to retrieve her clothes, her shoulders back, her spine stiff, her chin out proud. She didn’t look at Miller while she dressed. She only heard him mutter, “What the fuck?”
Galena hurried out the door before she did something very un-Amazon and very girlie. Like cry.
Damn fucking Brit.
****
Celene awoke beside Nace. He was asleep on his stomach, one hand molded to her breast, the other curled under his head. His hair was a delightful tangle of amber, gold, and black strands. She rolled toward him and rested her head on his broad back, letting her fingers trail along his firm, bare ass and on to a bulky thigh.
He sighed, muttering something unintelligible while he twisted onto his side, his eyelids heavy with sleep. “What time is it?”
She glanced at the bedside clock. “Nearly seven.”
He paused, smoothing his sex-rumpled hair. “I have a meeting this morning, and it’s time you hooked up with a witch trainer.”
Celene slid out of bed, already missing Nace’s warm body. She stared into the bathroom mirror. Though days had passed since they first turned, she still could not believe her eyes were pale violet, a sure sign her gift was active. She was a full-blown Blood Coven descendant.
When Nace joined her, rubbing against her backside, she nearly choked on the toothpaste in her mouth. She set aside her toothbrush, scooped water into her hands for a mouthful, and spit it into the sink. Apparently, the sexy shifter hopped out of bed fully erect. Every morning.
He ran his hands down her body. “You have a tempting pussy. I want to tap it right now, but I’m going to have to wait until tonight. Otherwise, I’ll be late. You are a greedy female, not easily satisfied.”
“Me?”
“Sure. Who meets me at the door with no panties on?” He swatted her hard enough to leave a red spot, sending Celene stumbling. “By the way, I expect the same greeting this evening. Wear some bright red lipstick.”
“Why?”
“So when you suck my cock into your pretty mouth, I can see your lips better.” He strolled toward the shower.
“Who said I’m inviting you back tonight? And if I do, who says I’m giving you a blowjob?”
Nace turned on the water, leaning through the door. “I did. And you are. If you do a good job, I’ll lick you until you scream.”
