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“Oh, I’m better than okay,” I manage, after a few seconds.
My pussy’s still contracting around his hard cock. I’m still riding the high he just gave me.
“Is it bad that I want to do that all over again?” he asks.
I shake my head against the pillow. “I want the same thing.”
“Fuck, Rachel, we’re supposed to be getting rest.”
“We can rest when we tire ourselves out,” I tell him, making him smile.
I’ve done enough sleeping lately. Tonight, I’d rather have some fun.
He’s more used to following Adrian’s commands, and I can tell he feels a little guilty at the thought of keeping me up all night, even if he loves the idea of it.
“Silas, I want your cock inside me for as long as possible,” I tell him, my fingers moving over the tattoos on his arms. “I’ll sleep when I’ve had enough, I promise.”
He takes in a deep breath. “I don’t ever want you to tell me you’ve had enough, Rachel.”
“Thank Freya,” I say, smiling. “I’ve had enough of sleeping. It’s not what I want tonight.”
“Tell me what you want,” he says, his voice husky.
“You,” I murmur. “I want you.”
He leans down to kiss me, and I can tell, neither of us are getting any sleep tonight.
We don’t need it. We need each other.
Chapter Fifty
Adrian
Igetupandmake breakfast, since Silas clearly didn’t get any sleep last night. I wouldn’t want him stumbling around the kitchen like a zombie, trying to impress Rachel with his usual high standard of cooking skills, and failing miserably because he was too busy impressing her with his bedroom skills last night.
Carter comes into the kitchen while I’m cooking up sausages.
He looks like he’s hungover, from what I remember his hangovers looking like when he was in his first year at the academy, drinking cheap cider and vodka shots at the weekends with a bunch of the kids from his class.
It takesa lotto get a shifter drunk, but he managed. On several memorable occasions.
“You look like you need coffee,” I tell him.
“I need a new dick,” he says, as he sinks into his usual chair. “Can you get me a new dick? This one kept me up all night.”
“You snuck into Silas’ room?”
“No, but I didn’t need to. I could feel everything they were up to, and I could hear Rachel moaning.” He groans. “I’m getting hard again just thinking about it.”
Ah. I see my mistake.I mistook this for a regular hangover, but it looks like it’s an Omega heat hangover. He hasn’t had one of those since Rachel’s been around, either.
“You’ll be fine once you eat something and shower.”
“Only if I’m showering with our mate,” he grumbles.
Unlikely. Rachel was already headed for the shower when I left the bathroom this morning.
She’ll be getting dressed by now.
