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I laughed. “That’s a blatant lie.”
“No, it’s not,” he shot back with a glare. He started on his own clothes, eyes on mine, not letting me off that easily. “It only makes your scent stronger. Your pheromones mixed with that spiced scent have me so fucking hard.”
The low tone, the lust in his eyes, his blunt words… It all had my pussy throbbing, begging him to give me relief, and from the flare of his nostrils as he breathed in, he knew it.
Before I could react, he burst into action, scooping me up and dropping me to the mats. He didn’t use words anymore, teasing his tongue over my salty skin to taste every inch he could. He started on my neck then moved over my collarbone and down between the valley of my breasts. He paused then, squeezing them together before taking one nipple in his mouth, his hands kneading them. Kane was practically feral, and this might be the closest to a rut that I’d seen. I had a feeling he’d fight through it if I protested, but no fucking part of me wanted that. I wanted this alpha to consume me, mind, body, and soul.
He continued his descent, nibbling and tasting me until he reached my slick pussy. With a groan, he dove in, sucking hard on my clit before licking a stripe over me. My body was already on fire, but as he expertly brought me to the edge, he didn’t bother to ease back, tongue fucking me right into the orgasm. I cried out and grinded down on his mouth. He hummed happily as he showed no mercy, letting me shamelessly ride his face as he fucked me with his mouth, turning one orgasm into two.
He wasn’t satisfied until I was putty in his hands and four orgasms deep. He moved away as my body shook with the aftershocks. A self-satisfied smirk went across his lips as he lined himself up. There was no gentleness in the way he slammed his hips forward, claiming me in one thrust. He was huge, and my body protested at first, but he didn’t take time to pause. Kane only claimed. Hard and fast, he fucked me into the floor mats, eyes locked on my breasts as they bounced with each movement.
A flash of memory took over then. Me sitting on a washer as Kane fucked me. It was so dirty and unsurprising that I nearly laughed. Our connection seemed to solidify with the memory, bringing me that same settled feeling in my soul that I’d gotten with Levi. But unlike with Levi, Kane wasn’t going to let me get lost in it. His quiet dominance kept my eyes drawing back to him.
My legs locked around him, and I stared in awe at the alpha who’d lost control because of me. It felt surreal to know I could have this kind of effect on a man.
Kane’s knot slowly swelled, and each thrust began to take more effort. He continued to fuck me into the mats with as much force as he could manage, but despite the harsh fucking he was giving me, he kept his weight off of my stomach. My alpha wasn’t as out of control as I thought.
As his movements faltered, he reached between us. His fingers swirled over my sensitive clit, driving me headlong into another orgasm. This one was just as harsh as his fucking, bordering on painful, and my head swam with the force of it. He used the opportunity to push his knot in before it finished swelling, locking us in place. He filled me with his cum, a satisfied moan escaping his lips. His eyes refocused then, meeting mine, and his gentleness took over as he bent down and kissed me. This one was lazy and slow but full of love. My heart clenched in my chest as the moment between us became something passionate and beautiful.
“Was I too rough?” he husked.
I smiled and shook my head. “You were perfect,” I answered honestly. My body was singing with pleasure, my mind no longer muddled. Hell, I felt fantastic.
“Good. Because I’ve wanted to take you like that since I met you,” he said.
We slowly rocked together as we waited for the knot to recede, and it only solidified that I’d made the right choice to get to know these men all over again. If anything, this would make us stronger, and even if I never regained my memories, this was enough.
They’re enough.
ChapterTwelve
Farren
Escaping for a few hours with Niko felt wrong with all the shit going down lately. But the moment we left the snow and ice behind for green hills, I was excited and ready to check out from all the stress for a few hours.
“Where are we going?” I asked again since he had yet to give me a true answer.
“The Greene Coven celebrates this day every year. It was the day, however many years ago, that their coven was created,” he explained. “They throw a big festival, and that’s what we’re going to see.”
“I’ve never been to a witchy festival,” I admitted. “I’ve avoided super magically populated areas.”
“I figured that would be the case.” He grinned excitedly. “Just wait.”
With that remark, I started looking out the window like an excited child, watching the landscape pass me by and hoping for a glimpse of the event. What I didn’t expect was pulling up to a wide, open field of… nothing.
“Um?” I drew out as I turned to look at him. He just laughed and turned down an old dirt path I could barely see over the overgrown weeds. That must have been why he made a comment about driving an SUV instead of a car.
Something cold washed over me as we forged ahead, pushing through a magical barrier of some kind. My gasp was audible as we came out the other side, the once-empty field replaced by the sounds and lights of a full festival.
Instead of fairy lights lining the air, someone had shot out sparks of magic that swirled above everyone’s heads. A soft folk song filtered into the car as he found a parking spot. The moment he parked, I unbuckled and pushed the door open, too excited to wait. The smell of fried food and kettle corn filled the air, and my stomach rumbled in appreciation.
“Holy shit, this is amazing,” I breathed out. I’d walked by plenty of these out in the human world, but now I knew they paled in comparison.
“Come on,” Niko urged, looking even younger as some of the tension fell from his face. We’d been collecting so much stress lately that I hadn’t had many chances to see this side of him, and I found myself gravitating to him and putting my hand in his, letting him lead me further into the festivities.
“Do we want food, music, or crafts?” He swept his free hand out at everything around us.
“They have crafts?” I laughed. The thought of an old witch with a hot glue gun and some mason jars had me cracking up.
