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“No,” she whimpers, trying to turn her head. I’m there faster, though, and I hold it still.
“Drink, or there won’t be any more cum for you,” I snarl, and she starts obediently drinking it down. Once she’s drank about half the bottle, Orson nods, and she passes out in my arms.
I’m not far behind her.
“I’m going to grab you something to eat,” Orson says, patting me on the back. “Good job.”
Asshole.
But that might have been the best heat sex of my life.
And it was with Malachi and his devil tongue—how the fuck did that happen?
“She’s out,” Mal says, and I smile. “Here.” He tosses me a bottle of water, and I down it greedily. I feel like I’ve got no fucking fluids left in me. Between the cum Nora’s holding inside her, the sweat I’ve expended, the fucking moisture of my tongue... I’m empty.
Nora’s perfect for me.
“That was different,” I murmur once I’m cuddled into Nora properly.
“What?” Mal asks, maybe a little defensively.
“From what I’ve heard, you’re not big on swords crossing,” I say, smirking. Not that there was much sword crossing. It was more like sword licking and fondling.
I can almost hear his eye roll as he cuddles into the front of our girl.
“Fuck off,” he mutters. “We all have dicks, Cevon. You just needed help using yours.”
“I wasn’t complaining,” I say. Well, I wasn’t until then. I resent the fact that he thinks I needed help.
“And that’s as far as it goes,” he says. “I don’t suck dick, and I don’t want mine sucked by anyone other than the girl in my arms.”
My mistake. Clearly we didn’t need to talk about it.
Cunt. I was just wanting to make sure we were good. We’ve had a rough few weeks, and we’re trying to get back into a friendship that we both destroyed. Atticus is one thing. He fucked up.
But with Mal, I had an equal hand in it.
And now that I’ve got a mate, one who relies on me for a bond, who needs me, I know that dying isn’t an option.
“Sorry,” he says, sighing. “That was a little aggressive. At the end of the day, I only care about her pleasure when we’re in bed together. If I need to touch you to make that happen, I don’t care, I will. I draw the line with Micah, obviously, but, otherwise, Nora’s pleasure and Nora’s needs will always be first in my mind.”
I nod, and his snores fill the room pretty quickly.
But I don’t join them in dreamland just yet. Instead, I sit here and picture my future.
The way Nora’s tummy is going to swell as life grows within her. The way her glorious tits are going to fill up with milk, the sweet nectar that will nourish our child—and me. I’m definitely going to give that a try.
My future is bright with the woman in my arms.
I just need to finish what I started. I need to get revenge for Lainey, for Levon, and then... maybe then I can try and survive.
No. There is no maybe.
I need to survive. I have a mate who needs me by her side as our child grows.
Because she’s not leaving this den until she’s pregnant.
And I pray like hell that when she comes round, she wants to keep the baby.
