Page 94 of Until I Claim You


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Edwin reaches his hand down to my calf and strokes it gently. “You don’t need to take care of me.”

I can tell he’s not totally convinced by his words.

“Want to.” I shrug.

He looks up at me. “Why?”

I scoff. “Why?!”

“Yes, why? I’m…supposed to take care of you.”

I capture his chin in my hand. “You might be my Dom, Edwin, but that doesn’t mean you don’t need to be cared for just like anyone else.”

His eyes glimmer, warmth in his cheeks. “I’m your Dom?”

Shit. “Um, well–” I hesitate. “I mean, I thought youwere, but if I’m wrong–”

“Not wrong.” He grabs one of my hands and brings it to his lips. He ghosts his blushing mouth across my knuckles, before whispering, “I’ve just never heard you say it. And it does things to me.”

I smile. “What kinds of things?”

“You want to know?”

“I do.”

“Mmm…” Edwin’s hand slides up under my T-shirt dress and he twists over onto his stomach. With the notch of my groin revealed, he presses his face into my underwear and inhales. “Delicious.”

My body locks up and then unwinds into the couch.

Edwin’s fingers push the tiny piece of fabric out of the way.

He kisses my lower lips as if it’s my mouth.

His fingers trace the peaks and valleys as he continues to bestow soft kisses.

It feels so nice. Though Edwin has always been aggressive in our previous encounters, I can still feel how eager he is, though there is slowness to his motions.

It feels like worship the way he pokes, prods, and tastes now and then.

“Edwin…” I moan. “Let me take care of you, let me?—”

“No,” he growls before snaring my clit between his lips. As he sucks on it, he savors it.

And that shuts me up. My head falls back onto the couch, and I let my body succumb to Edwin’s touch.

As he circles my clit with his tongue, two of his fingers tease my opening before dipping inside.

I tangle my fingers through his hair, my body starting to grow taut as a plank of wood. “Edwin…”

He rips his mouth of my clit. “Tell me you need me.”

It almost sounds like he’s begging.

“I need you. I need you so bad. Please.”

I don’t just mean I need him to continue pleasuring me. I mean that my body and soul need him in a way I’ve never experienced. Like there’s something so right about us. Beyond my control. Which makes my history with Nate feel even worse. Because I can’t resist Edwin. It’s been written in the stars from the moment we met.

Maybe even before that.

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