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When I finally asked him between rounds last night what it meant, he said it’s German for my sunshine. My heart spasmed inside my chest from the sweetness of it. I love it.

Not baby. Not darlin’. Not even my name rolling off his tongue could be a more touching expression of tenderness to me.

Soren props himself up with one elbow and reaches out to cup my face in his palm, closing the gap between us. His mouth covers mine in a possessive and commanding kiss that makes my head spin. It’s slow and drugging, and very persuasive.

I fall back against the mattress, and his body shifts to hover over me. Skin to skin, he makes me weak to resist as he glides his featherlike touches along the sides of my waist and over my belly. When he reaches my sensitive center, with a touch as gentle as butterfly wings, he opens me and then plunges inside. I release a gasp, my hips buck off the mattress, and my legs fall open.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he murmurs into my ear, sucking an earlobe between his teeth.

“I want to be inside you one more time.”

“Mm-hmm…” I’m in a trance, my brain and body frozen and unable to make any logical decision. All I know is I can’t say no. “Yes.”

Soren covers me, wedging himself between my legs, and guides his erection to my entrance.

“You still okay?” he asks, rubbing the tip of his cock through my already aroused and wet folds.

I clasp my fingers around his nape, pulling his mouth to mine, my lips brushing his as I say, “I want you inside me. Now.”

He swallows my gasp when he plunges into me, taking my breath away with his first thrust.

It doesn’t take long until we’re both breathless, our bodies writhing in sync as he drives inside me with a punishing pace. We know we’re on borrowed time, and our only goal is to reach the peak together.

I quiver silently underneath him, the only sound I make a small gasp of pleasure as I come, the heat of his release bringing about another small orgasm for me.

Soren’s body weight is heavy against mine when his entire body relaxes, warm and delicious.

“I don’t want to leave this spot.”

I dig my heels into the small of his back and clutch my knees around his torso. He teasingly thrusts again. I giggle and push at his shoulders so my exhausted body can take a breath.

“You might get your wish to stay a little while longer,” I whisper, my eyes darting to the door. “I’ll go check if Tanner’s left for his morning workout already.”

During the offseason, Tanner may party like a rockstar, but he’s diligent about his regular training and workouts. His personal trainer typically meets him at the gym three times a week, and Tanner will use the workout space in the apartment complex the other days.

Either way, he doesn’t miss out on his routine.

Soren grumbles and pulls out, then flops to his side as I roll out of the comfort of my bed.

After pulling on a T-shirt from my dresser drawer, I turn to see the man they call The Wolf sprawled out on my bed, naked and disheveled, a sexy half-smile at the corners of his mouth and an arm crooked to cover his eyes.

God, he looks too good for words.

With a sigh, I slowly open the door and peek my head out, listening for any signs of life. Hearing none, I give the sign to be quiet and close the door behind me. I head out toward the bathroom to freshen up and then out to the kitchen.

Based on his bedroom door being wide open and the mess he left in the kitchen, it appears Tanner has left for the morning.

“Tanner?” I call out to confirm before I give the go-ahead for Soren to come out. His room and bathroom come up empty.

I release a sigh of relief, and I give Soren the all-clear.

“We’re good. You can come out.”

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Soren

I slowly stretch and release all the kinks in my shoulders and back, enjoying the leisurely movement after a rigorous night of sex.