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Eve quickly lifts her hips, giving me better access, and I push into her from behind.
“Nowit is my turn.”
Her ass is as perfect as the rest of her, and I palm a cheek in each hand as I work my length into her.
It only takes a few thrusts before I’m close.
And when Eve reaches around, her fingers gripping my thigh, drawing me in closer, I fall apart.
Every ounce of frustration and fear and stress I’ve felt over the past week. Every moment I spent wondering whether I’d ever see her or feel her or touch her again. All of it pours out of me and into her.
When I’m finished, I collapse beside her on the bed. Eve draws close to me, her head on my chest.
We lie there for a long time.
Just listening to each other breathe.
Trying to enjoy the few minutes of peace we have together before another day dawns at the Crooked Tree Inn.
12
Eve
“We can’t spend so much time together today,” I say, drawing the blankets up around my chest.
The bed in Luka’s room is much nicer than the one in mine, and for a moment, I luxuriate in the high thread count before I fully remember where we are. When I remember, I drop the sheet, exposing my naked body.
Luka studies my breasts, his eyes hungry despite the fact we spent most of the night making love, and then he looks away and nods. “I know.”
He sits on the end of the bed and runs a hand through his dark hair. The muscles in his back contract and stretch, and I can’t stop myself from crawling towards him and wrapping my arms around his toned abdomen.
He reaches back and strokes my damp hair. We took a shower together, spending much longer than required soaping each other up and finding bliss under the endless hot water.
Now, however, sunlight streams through a crack in the curtains and birds are chirping faintly from the trees around the inn, and our little bubble has burst.
We have to go back to the auction.
“I hate this,” Luka groans, turning his face and leaning back so our cheeks are touching. “I fucking hate this.”
“Me too.”
He spins around and pushes me back onto the mattress, his hands poised on either side of my face. “I don’t want anyone else to touch you.”
“Me neither.”
He strokes his thumb across my forehead, down the slope of my nose, and over my lips. “I don’t even want anyone else to look at you. I mean, you should see the way they look at you.”
“I do,” I remind him, smoothing my hands down his chest.
“You are the most beautiful woman here and they all want you. I want to kill them,” he says through gritted teeth.
“You will,” I sigh, stretching up to press my lips to his.
Luka curls a hand around the back of my head and deepens the kiss, parting my lips and slipping his tongue into my mouth until I’m liquid in his arms. Until I don’t remember where we are or what time it is or who I am. Every nerve ending in my body is focused on his mouth on mine.
And then there is a knock at the door.
We both stiffen, and Luka looks to the door like he will be able to see through it. Then, he plants one more kiss on my forehead, tosses the sheet over my naked body, and moves to the door.
