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He’d been far too rough, out of his mind with lust for her. Heedless of the danger to herself, she had goaded him when she shouldn’t have.Reckless female.

He could barely muster the energy to move. He needed to get up and see to her, but the idea of seeing pain etched on her lovely face turned his stomach. “Jessie? Are you…all right?”

She rolled over and cuddled against him, planting little kisses all over his chest. A strange lump formed in his throat. She was…praising him? Worshiping his body with her soft lips? He thought she could not surprise him more, but then she drowsily muttered in a sensual voice, “Next time I’m going to make you come using my tongue.”

And just like that, he was hard as stone once more, but he covered himself with the bedding so that she couldn’t see. If she performed that act on him now, he would take her again with equal abandon, and she would certainly despise him for it later. It was possible she might still. She may not yet feel her injuries.

But the vision of her lips covering his member?Fuck. Rational thought was difficult to hold onto.

As her sweet kisses continued, her hand brushed along his torso. The need to touch her in return was overwhelming, and he allowed himself to gently palm her luscious backside. She let out a half moan, half whimper, and he recalled her saying she could still feel what he’d done to her ass, that it burned. He mentally cursed himself. Had she acted as though she enjoyed it simply to please him? It only made him more frenzied.

He released her and placed his hand back down on the mattress. It had been depraved of him to relish spanking her as he had. Deviant. Why was she rewarding him with her soft little kisses?

“Are you in pain?” he choked out.

“No,” she said simply, continuing to plant tender kisses on him.

“Doona say that to appease me. You must be. I was unforgivably rough. I could no’ restrain myself.”

She pushed up and straddled him, giving him a full glorious view of her luscious body. His mouth watered and the sight of her pert nipples. As though to display them better, she piled her hair up on her head. “Do I look hurt?” When she shook her chest, he nearly rolled her back over to pin her under him once more.

Canna take her again so soon.To prove her wrong, he lifted one hand to gently run it along her thigh and to her backside, giving the flesh a light squeeze. As expected, she grimaced. But then her eyes fluttered closed and her lips curved up ever so slightly.

She’s smiling?I have done her harm, and she smiles?Why was she not railing at him? Why was she not appalled by him? “This was a mistake,” he grated.

Her eyes flashed open, and he saw the first spark of worry in them. Finally, she would rebuke him. “Do you seriously believe that?”

“We must no’ let this happen again.”

“Orik, you didn’t do anything wrong.”

“You will feel differently when your mind is not so addled by lust.”

“Addled?” she scoffed. Thunder cracked outside, rattling the windows. “Are you trying to apologize for making me come or insult me for letting you do it?” She dropped her hair, and tendrils of it fell in waves down her chest. He followed the bouncing locks with his eyes, aching for another taste of those majestic peaks.

She snapped her fingers, drawing his attention back to her vexed gaze.

“What? No. Neither.” What if…what if he hadn’t been too rough with her? What if she trulyhadenjoyed herself? Could she be a match for his passion?

She lifted her hand and twirled a tendril of hair around her finger. She really should stop that if she wanted him to focus on what she was saying.

“Didn’t you have a good time?” she asked.

“I…” A good time? It very well might have altered his soul. “Yes, it was very nice.” For some reason, she bristled, and he got the impression that was the wrong thing to say.

She glanced away with a grunt. “Huh.”

“I enjoyed myself very much,” he clarified.

Lips pursed, she turned back with an expression he couldn’t read, almost stern but trying not to be. “Yeah, it was okay, I guess.”

He raised a brow. Okay? He’d nearly lost his ever-loving mind and she thought it was just okay? Now that he was convinced she really was fine, he reacted to the insult. “Must have been better than okay, considering all your screaming.”

She peered at him through narrowed eyes. “Hardly. You remember when I asked you to fuck me until I couldn’t walk? Well, guess what, buddy? I can still walk.” She shifted to get off him.

Not ready to let her go, he gripped her waist to plant her back atop him. She made a sound of protest, her features pinched into an indignant frown.

“It was good and you know it,” he said, his ego fending off the blow. “I’d wager the best you’ve ever had.”

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