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TWENTY
“I’m not on birth control,”I whispered to him, after a few minutes had passed.
“There are condoms in my closet, somewhere, if we want to use them,” he murmured.
My stomach clenched, though.
I… didn’t want to use them.
Regardless of whether or not there was money in my trust fund, like my parents claimed, Elliot and I could afford to have another kid.
And, if money wasn’t an issue, well, then I wanted one.
It was usually hard to get pregnant as a werewolf, from what I understood, so there was a chance it would never happen for me again. And if that was the case, I didn’t want to skew our chances by using birth control.
“Do you want kids?” I whispered to Elliot.
“More kids, you mean?” He squeezed my ass lightly. “You know I consider Evan mine. Fuck blood.”
I choked on a laugh. “I know. I wasn’t insinuating you didn’t. I just meant, would you want to have another kid or two with me? If we could?”
He didn’t answer right away.
When he did finally speak, he asked, “Is the truth going to scare you, or hurt you?”
I considered it for a moment. “No.”
“I’d love to have another squirt or two, if or when you’re ready, and if it happens for us,” he admitted.
Relief had me relaxing. “Me too.”
“Yeah?” He lifted his head a bit, and I tilted mine so our eyes met.
“Yeah.” We were both quiet for a moment, and then he leaned in and gave me a soft, sweet kiss.
It was barely more than a brush, but it may as well have been the match that lit an inferno within me.
I slid my leg the rest of the way over Elliot, so my knee met the mattress and I was straddling him, still draped over his chest. His erection was caught at an awkward angle beneath me, so I reached down without breaking eye contact with him.
His breathing halted when my fingers were on him, and he pulsed in my hand.
Reaching back, I tugged his shorts down, exposing his massive erection.
My fingers brushed the slick silk of his length, and he groaned as his whole body tensed in response, his cock throbbing for me.
I’d wanted to slide onto him, to feel him inside me—and I still ached for that.
But I wanted to give him attention first, the way he’d given it to me.
“Liz,” he choked out, as I released him long enough to rotate on his abdomen.
A tortured groan escaped him, and then his hands were on my ass, spreading my thighs and cheeks.
Fuck, the way he touched me felt good.
Ignoring that as well as I could, I focused on dragging my hand over his erection again. The feel of his body reacting beneath me, flexing and moving, sent adrenaline rushing through my veins.
My hand was slick with his release, and I ran it slowly over the length of him. I had never touched a guy like that before, but the groans, grunts, and squeezes on my ass and thighs told me he was enjoying it.
