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“Leaving you when this much is going on—partly my family hurting you—and all these other men is challenging,” he admitted.

“Joris,” I said, deciding to finally address it. “You’re mad I went to him when I was drugged.”

“Not mad. Greedy.”

Jealous. That much was clear, so I decided to be honest. “You know I was with Thorn the first time I was drugged, right? The night of the funeral feasts?” I waited until he nodded, his jaw tight. “I don’t remember it, Onyx. I didn’t want our first time together to be like that too. I’m sorry if it upsets you, but I’ve already been with Joris. It just made sense.”

He studied my eyes. “But you’re not still with Thorn?” He kept me where I was when I huffed and went to move. “Sorry. Sorry.” He nuzzled my neck. “I know this is horrible for you, but it’s not easy for me either, Sagan. Please.”

“I get that, but I’m here naked wanting you and you bring them up and now I’ve lost the mood—learn better timing.”

“Fair. Yes, I’m stupid.” He brushed his lips over my neck and then moved along my shoulder. “Can I still tell you what I need?”

“Of course.”

“I need you to rub your juices all over my cock. I want to feel you gush all over me while you take pleasure from my body,” hewhispered in my ear. “I want a taste of what it will be like when you ride me and I get to watch your lush body dance just for me, Sagan.”

Fuck. Just…Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk.

“You really like the taste of me you got, huh?” I asked, trying to be smooth but sounding so cringe to my ears that I almost fled.

“The most delicious taste I’ve ever had and I’mobsessed,” he chuffed. “Since the first glimpse—first touch—fuck, please, baby girl?”

Yup, that was it. I was in.

He lost his boxer briefs and I practically wiped the drool up. I’d seen him in the shower, but he’d been more focused on me.

Onyx Conley was truly a gorgeous man all over in every fucking way.

It really wasn’t fair. The gods shouldn’t give one person so much. The rest of us were just… Regular.

He sat up against the headboard and I straddled his lap, grinding against his hard cock. “Touch your tits. Do it for me.”

I shivered, loving the desperation in his voice but also hearing the command. Iris wasn’t a fan, but Eloise liked the challenge.

And I did too.

“Move those hands up into your hair and take it down for me,” he instructed next. “I want to touch your tits, but keep seducing me.”

I licked my lips and did what he wanted, easily undoing my bun with the one hidden clip holding it all up. I tossed it aside and shook out my hair, gasping as he fisted my breasts and growled.

“No woman has ever been more gorgeous than you, Sagan De la Rosa,” he said firmly, as he eyed me over. “And one day you will be mine.”

He kissed me before I could say anything, driving me crazy with the way he tortured my nipples.

Onyx lifted his head with a smirk. “Tell me what you want. Tell me what you need and I’ll give it to you. Always.”

I heard the challenge again. He liked me vocal and was saying how to get what I wanted too. “Suck on my nipples, Onyx. Hard.”

“Gladly,” he groaned and did just that.

When we came at the same time, I knew this was something for real, not just fun or chemistry. And it left me with only one thought that I was glad I felt closure but also hated that I wasn’t focused on the man in front of me.

What was I ever thinking that Kole was good enough for me or that was what I deserved?

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