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Thorn seemed to realize there was a change with me and paused halfway inside of me and came in for another kiss. I didn’t want it though, so I dug my short nails in his back and pushed my hips up, spurring him on.

It worked and he moaned my name as he pulled back out and thrust deeper. He let go of my wrists and focused on my tits—hands and mouth—and screwed me like a man possessed.

And I loved it. It was exactly what I’d needed and had come there for.

I finished loudly and that seemed to snap something in him, clearly wanting a repeat performance from me.

He got it, and only then did he finish as well, trying to see if he could fuck me so deeply that my body permanently became the same shape as him. It was so good and that actually annoyed me again.

How could it be so good with someone I mostly hated and who had hurt me so badly?

How fucked in the head am I to even be here?

I pushed that thought away when he gave a soft chuckle and brushed his lips over mine. I swallowed loudly when he eyed me over, knowing where his head was.

“I need you again,” he growled, but then froze at whatever was on my face. “What? Was I too rough? Do you need—let’s take a break.” He gently pulled out of me and then did exactly the last thing I wanted with him.

He moved to snuggle with me—pull me against hischesteven like I’d woken that morning.

I was rolling to the edge of the bed with energy I didn’t know where I got. The annoyance of my dragons probably. “I need to go.”

“Go?” he hedged, sounding confused. “Go where?”

“Back to my suite.”

“Wait, that’s just it? You’re not going to stay the night like I’m some—”

“Are you kidding me right now?” I whispered, staring at the wall and not even able to look at him I was so annoyed.

I forced myself to stand even if my legs didn’t feel ready to hold my weight. Sheer anger made them work with me. Once I had my pants on—forgoing the panties—I turned to face him.

“You think I’m ever going to sleep over after what happenedlast time?” I felt better when he looked like I’d slapped him. At least he wasn’t that stupid that he didn’t understand the damage he’d done. “This is what you wanted. This is what youasked for. To just have fun while you’re here.”

I had my bra and shirt on with practiced ease and then my shoes before I checked I had everything.

“That’s not what I meant,” he chuffed as he was suddenly in front of me holding my phone.

I held my hand out for it, wiggling my fingers when he didn’t give it over. Then I got pissed when it was clear he was waiting for me to respond. “Well, that’s what you said.” I shoved at his chest when he just stared. “No, enough of your head up your ass confusing everything. Fuck what you want then. This is whatI want, and if you’re not up for it, don’t open the door next time.”

I snatched my phone from his hand and left. Fuck him.

Seriously just… Fuck him and all men. I was so,sotired of them and a lot of everything.

Fine, not a lot of everything.

I was tired of everything.

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The next morning, I had several people obviously wanting to speak to me privately before training and most didn’t look happy. One looked ready to explode though, and Treena, Velle, and Myriam all just pointed to him like “handle him.”

What a way to start a Monday morning.

“Ayao, let’s run up ahead before we start the meeting,” I offered, glad when the three women nodded that was the right call. Or maybe they wouldn’t kill me now?

I started out faster than my normal jog with him so we could get ahead but then kept the pace. He shot me a look likeare we really doing this?Then he seemed to accept it… And he’d have to push himself to keep up with me.