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Iwaste no time moving up the few stairs to the entrance, not even waiting for our bodies to fully form. I need to feel Olivia without all these clothes. We’re still kissing as our bodies appear. I whip open the front door in my rush to see her sprawled out on my bed, my cock driving in and out of her.
I couldn’t get her out of my head these past two weeks. Picturing her exquisite lips around my cock, seeing how much it excited her when she thought the waiter caught her. Nope, not a fucking chance. Nobody got to see my mate’s head bobbing on my cock other than me. I hadn’t lied about the large tip I’d given him to leave us alone, though.
She lets out a breathy moan against my lips, moving her core against my straining cock. Fuck, her naked pussy is pushed right against me. All I need to do is undo my zipper, and I could be inside her, watching her tight little body meet me thrust for thrust. I take a calming breath, centering myself before I ruin the fun. Not that fucking her up against the first wall I found wouldn’t be fun, but I have plans. My cock twitches at the thought, imagining all the positions I’ll fuck her in tonight.
“Please, Adrian, I need you. You can have me all night, all weekend, for that matter. I just need you inside me now.” Fuck I’m not sure if my mate is an angel or a devil half the time. I groan, capturing her lips once more. Fuck it, no one else is home. All of them off on some business or another. I really don’t give a fuck right now.
That wall idea really doesn’t sound half bad right now. I could have her all weekend, she said, and I would hold her to that. Have food delivered to my room, fuck her from behind while she moaned around her croissant—providing for two of my mate’s needs at once.
“You’re really going to wish you didn’t say that, angel.” I give her a teasing grin, settling her against the wall. She fumbles with my belt buckle, the few seconds feeling like an eternity before she frees my cock. It bounces up straight and proud, and I’m glad I opted not to bother with boxers tonight.
“You’re not going to be able to walk after I’m through with you.” Her eyes flick back up to mine at my words.
“Promises, promises.” She smirks back, teasing me, goading me into fucking her right here in the middle of the entryway. Which is precisely what I intend to do.
I let the power feeding into keeping her dress in place ebb away, leaving her utterly naked beneath me. She gasps at the sensation of the cold air against her skin, nipples pebbling instantly.
I move my hard throbbing length to her entrance, needing to feel her warmth sheathed around me. Releasing a groan of pleasure, I sink into her. I move my hands, one grabbing a fist full of her tight ass, the other pinning her hands above her.
She moans at the fullness. Her pussy clenching around me in pleasure growing wetter with every stroke as I move in and out of her tight channel. My lips clamp down, sucking on her hardening peaks. Her gasps of desire and rocking hips spur me on.
I angle my hips, rolling them against her. Grinning at her sharp intake of breath, I increase my speed now that I’ve found that spot.
“I’m going to—” She gasps between panting breaths. I don’t let her finish her words, already knowing what she will say.
“Come angel, let me feel you come around my cock,” I say before moving my lips back to her nipple. I thrust into her, continuing my pace, and feel her pussy grip me tighter as her orgasm crashes over her. I’m about to carry her up the stairs, holding off my own release in favor of feeling her come a few more times around my cock. Something I would be doing in my—
She cuts off my thoughts with a slap to my shoulder. I look up at her, finding her eyes wide. I open my mouth to make a quip until I realize her eyes aren’t focused on me. They’re focused behind me.
Using my powers to fully clothe both of us before I set her down, I angle her behind me as I turn to see who or what is in my doorway.
Kyros is just standing there. I almost let out a breath of relief, but then I notice the books littering the floor around him, having dropped from his open palms. I narrow my eyes on him, the hurt pulling his face down, the betrayal freezing him in place.
My eyes move to Liv, seeing the shocked expression there—and recognition. My gaze darts back and forth between the two of them. My brows furrow in confusion. What reason would Kyros have to be hurt by my mate? No—
“Kyros.”
I project to his mind. A side effect among gods that take the blood ritual as Liv and Nelle had. He jerks in surprise at the sound of my voice ringing through his mind. His eyes snapping to mine.
“Would you mind explaining to me why you’re staring at my mate like that?”My tone is cold, and dread pools in my gut as I wait for his response.
“Yourmate?”he asks, his brows furrowing in confusion. Before they widen. Realization smacking into him like a two-ton dump truck.
I pause, assessing the confusion written clearly across his face. His brows knit together. Our conversation in the sitting room tugs at my mind. I almost blink away the memory before realization hits me. Although we both discussed our mates, we never actually gave much information. He never told me her name, what she looks like—nothing.
I force back the chuckle begging to burst from my lips at the absurdity of this situation. Kyros helped me the past couple of weeks to find a solution for my mate. When he was truly helping his own mate as well. I look back at Olivia, her face is pale, her body trembling with fear.
“I—I have to go,” Liv stammers, eyes still wide. Unaware of the silent conversation passing between the two of us. She pushes away from me, frantically searching for the exit.
“Angel, please—” I start, not caring how desperate those words sound. My mind is still reeling. Putting together the puzzle of clues, I silently pray the pieces won’t align.
At the same time, Kyros speaks, “Liv.” He reaches out, trying to halt her hasty retreat. Her gaze flicks between the two of us, and I see her heart cracking behind those sea-green orbs. I move, making my way to her, wanting to wrap her up in my arms and tell her everything. Explain the depth of our connection and her connection to him. That she doesn’t need to be embarrassed or ashamed for being drawn to both of us.
I see the decision in her eyes before she turns, fear clouding them. Not wanting to lose this, lose us. Yet too scared to stay and fight, to admit her feelings. She isn’t ready.
I go after her, accepting her decision, letting her have the time she needs to work through it all. I will take her back to her room and give her the time and space she needs. I will do that for her, my mate, even though the thought breaks my heart in two.
I’m in this, forever. I’ve fallen for this hard-headed, dramatic, caring, compassionate, breathtakingly gorgeous girl, and not just because of the mate pull. There’s no question about it, and I can see from Kyros’ broken look, he has too.
