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“Let it out, pretty girl. Let me ease that need for you,” I cooed in her ear. Liquid pooled at the corner of her mouth. I licked at it, and she found my mouth with hers on the end of another soft groan.
“I can’t—”
“You can,” I promised her, continuing my sweet assault on her tender flesh. “Let me give you everything, Little Bird.”
Let me take away their insults and hard words.
I worked her until she trembled again, and when she cried my name a second time, I lulled her into sleep against my chest, still stroking her cotton-covered pussy through a series of aftershocks as she pulsed against my fingers.
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My car smelled of sex and a pretty girl I’d dreamed of no matter how hard I tried to avoid my unofficial obsession. Lux purred soft snores in the passenger seat. I’d held her, playing with her body, teasing her again and again for an hour or more before she’d passed out on a lesser orgasm that seemed to sap her remaining energy. Then I’d moved her over and started the drive back to Melbourne.
Rafe would have my balls, but he was the least of my troubles.
She had a serious past, and I couldn’t get the names they’d called her out of my head. Playing on the white supremacist terms that had been so popular in several circles, the shifter terms for half-caste or half-blood had taken hold in communities around the world. I knew of them—we’d all heard horror stories of inter-species couples dating—but I’d never cared, and it never took hold in Australia, or at least, not in our part of the country.
Most of uswere mongrels, and the rare pure bloodline meant little here. Interesting that the internationals had brought it in with them, and that our customs hadn’t flagged them at the airport.
Glancing over to Lux’s form curled beside me, her petite frame hit me. All that long hair aside, there was nothing of her. Well, enough to satisfy me, but she seemed to shrink into herself in sleep, all soft limbs and gentle curves.
The sadist in me flared. I couldn’t workout what I wanted more: her in my bed, laid out and boneless fresh from a long, hard fuck, or to whip her in one of Fray’s lower dungeons until we were both so aroused that all we could manage would be a frantic fuck afterward.
I knew she played with James almost exclusively now, but I also knew they’d never shared sex before. The image of Lux waking in my bed, serving her breakfast and the black coffee that appeared to be her sole form of sustenance, held the greater appeal. Did she harbor a trust issue? If so, we’d broken through that tonight, but there was more beneath the surface from her reaction. And those insults. I glanced at her again, then hit call on my phone.
“Are you home yet?” Rafe yawned through my car system.
I turned down the sound before he woke her. Melbourne’s lights sparkled in the dark velvet night beyond the tree line. “’Bout an hour or so out. We stopped for, uh—”
Rafe sighed. “Did you fuck my bartender?”
I grimaced, damn glad I hadn’t made it a video call. “Technically she’s my bar staff.”
“Dammit, you did. And it’s my bar, Killian.”
“No, we didn’t.” I held my breath, then capitulated when he said nothing. “Okay, fine. We played. She came. A few times.”
“Fantastic.” Rafe yawned again. “Did you call me tobrag?”
“No, I need to knowwhat happened to her.”
Silence.
I clenched my teeth and waited. Dom, sadist, or otherwise, patience had never been my strongest suit, though God knew that working with Rafe for the better part of a decade I had more than I’d started with.
“Ask her yourself,” Rafe said finally, then ended the call.
Well.
How fucking spectacular.
I headed back to the bright lights and all the temptations of the city and tried not to think about what I would do with the gorgeous shifter asleep inmy truck.
’Cause I was pretty damn certain she would wake furious as hell with me for dragging those orgasms out of her again and again. And I was equally furious with her for not telling me something critical about one of my staff members, even if I didn’t know what she hadn’t told me yet, or why.
But I would.
Chapter Four
