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His touch was languid and unhurried. The calluses on his fingers were in different spots than Sparks’s. Along the palm where his knife rubbed, at the very tips where his blade cut too close.
He used them to smooth over her ribs to her belly, but the light abrasions stopped at the top of her pussy. He tipped into her seam, but no lower. She pushed back on him restlessly, only to feel his fingers sliding back up to her breast. He cupped it, then dragged his palm over her nipple.
She groaned out his name, low and soft as a breath.
He smiled against her neck. “Good morning.” His voice was a rumble and her body instantly reacted. Just like last night.
“Hi.”
He brought his hand back down between her thighs, this time brushing over her swollen center. “Sore?”
She hissed as he dipped his fingertips inside. “A little.”
“Want me to stop?”
She rolled her hips slowly, following his easy strokes. Nothing to it. It wasn’t weird. It didn’t have to be weird now that the room felt just a little emptier.
Stop thinking about about Sparks.
She reached up to grab the headboard and he ducked under her arm to buzz his scruff against the side of her breast.
His cock firmed and lengthened behind her. Made to slip inside her. But she couldn’t stop thinking about the other hands that swiped down her body as she’d done this very thing—if in a different position—last night.
Another warm chest pressing up against her back as Tristan slid inside.
“You miss him.”
Her eyes popped open. “What?”
She didn’t sound guilty. That would be stupid.
And accurate.
“Your other hand is reaching across the bed.”
“No, I…” She didn’t know what to say. Was it pure greed talking? It had been all about her last night.
“It’s okay.” He tucked her hair around her ear and nestled her into the crook of his body. He slid his arms around her waist and tucked his chin into her neck. “I didn’t hear him leave either. I thought maybe he went out for food.”
“When was that?”
His arm slid up and under her head to wrap around her front. She groaned, but not from the sex this time. Okay, maybe a little—because hi, he was still hard behind her—but his touch was comforting rather than arousing at that very moment.
He nuzzled against her neck. “First time I woke up, it was near dawn and he was already gone.” He lowered his other arm around her lower belly. “You were so warm that I couldn’t pull myself out of bed.”
She couldn’t help but smile. She’d known it was one night and just one, but it felt wrong that it had only been Tris inside of her. That Sparks hadn’t gotten to play.
Sure. That’s the reason.
“But he didn’t come back.”
“No.” Tris cupped her shoulder, the soft hairs of his arm teasing her nipples.
Juliet drew her nails along his forearm. “Do you think he’s mad?”
“I don’t know.” He kissed her temple. “Knowing him he had to go figure some shit out.”
