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August draped one of my legs over his hips, holding me open for him, and slid three fingers inside me roughly.
The way I knew he wanted to take me.
I choked on a breath as his thumb found my clit.
As he fucked me with his hand.
As his cock throbbed between my ass cheeks, only inches from where I needed him.
The climax that followed didn’t give me the relief I needed.
“Please,” I moaned, my hips arching of their own volition, trying to pull him closer. To take what I needed.
“It kills me when you beg for me,” August snarled into my ear. “You will never have to beg when heat is over. Never. You take my cock wherever and whenever you want it.”
“I want it now.” My hand slipped between my thighs, looking for him.
He rolled me onto my back before I could grab him, pinning my body beneath his. When I fought weakly, the fire in his eyes flared brighter.
He captured my hands and pinned them above my head. “Look what you do to me, Fireball.” He sat up on his knees and fisted his cock. Drops of his pleasure dripped down to my core, and my back arched as the scent of his need mixed with my own, flooding the air.
“You like that?” He pumped his cock again, and more of his pleasure melded with mine.
I cried out, and it pushed him over the edge.
He roared, covering my clit with his desire as he lost control. His thick fingers were sliding over my hot skin again in a heartbeat, pushing the slickness of his pleasure inside me while he got me off once more.
The pain came back as soon as my lust faded away… but the scent of us lingered in the air.
It smelled better than anything else ever had.
It smelled right.
The next day, I started shivering.
Not because of the sexy times.
Because the pain was so bad I just couldn’t help it.
August swore viciously as he held me in his arms, gripping me tightly and promising he would make sure I was okay. That he would do whatever he had to, to make sure I was okay.
That was how we spent the rest of heat—trapped in bed together while I suffered and August wrestled every instinct he had.
It felt like a lifetime of pain and pleasure.
But the final day eventually passed.
As if someone had flipped a switch, my agony eased suddenly, and I could breathe normally again.
The fire in my veins seemed to be seeping out quickly.
A tired glance at the window showed there was no light creeping in through the edge of the curtains.
It was probably the middle of the night.
August’s hand slid slowly up my back. “Your temperature is going down.”
“I’m feeling better.”
