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“Here.” I grabbed his hands and awkwardly set them on my hips.
A rumble of approval escaped him as his fingers slowly squeezed, feeling my body through my clothes.
No way in hell were those things coming off.
The brands needed to stay hidden, after all.
And honestly, I wasn’t super attracted to Clevv. He was gorgeous and had a great smile, and I hoped he could make me forget about my eighteen months of attraction to Priel. But he didn’t make my blood hot or turn me on the way the blond hellhound did.
Then again, ifhot bloodwas the only reasoning behind why I was with a guy, I’d probably end up regretting that decision at some point.
Maybe not at the beginning, but eventually.
I’d never kissed a guy before my awkward peck with Priel, but after so many insanely-realistic, hot dreams, I didn’t hesitate when I pressed my mouth to Clevv’s.
He let me take the lead, his hands gentle on my hips while I slid my tongue into his mouth.
He groaned, parting his lips and swiping his tongue against mine. He didn’t taste bad, but didn’t taste good, either. And his tongue didn’t feel wrong… it just didn’t feelright.
The kissing was still enjoyable though, so I put my hands on his shoulders and stepped a little closer.
He took that as permission to pull me where he wanted me, and dragged my pelvis to his. His erection was near my core, and it felt okay. Not horrible, but not great, just like everything else with him.
I was new to all of it though, so maybe it would get better with time. And none of it felt bad or wrong, so I didn’t protest.
His hands dragged up my back, pulling my shirt higher before his fingers dug into my hair.
We kept kissing, and he seemed to be getting hotter and heavier. I wasn’t getting horny, but the way his hands moved over my back and in my hair told me he was.
Which meant I probably needed to think about ending the kiss, but I was still mostly enjoying it.
A roar in the distance had me jerking my mouth away from Clevv’s, my head turning in the direction of it. We were underground, so I didn’t see anything, obviously.
“Someone’s always roaring here,” he murmured to me. He looked down at my tits, and I noticed that my shirt had ridden up, revealing a strip of skin and two or three of mybrands. I yanked it down into place as his hands wrapped around my face and dragged my mouth back to his.
I was pretty done with kissing after accidentally flashing him my brands on top of not really feeling it, but let him slide his tongue into my mouth again.
There was a thud off to my left, followed by a furious snarl, and then massive hands were ripping me away from Clevv.
I landed on a squishy beanbag-thing just in time to watch Priel throw the other man against the wall. Priel’s fist flew into Clevv’s face, and an awful crunch had my eyes widening in horror.
“What the hell?” I sputtered.
Priel’s fist slammed into Clevv’s face again, and I let out a shocked sound that I didn’t want to admit resembled a whimper.
Priel’s head jerked toward me, and I saw his eyes flooded with fire. His face was twisted in a furious snarl, and for the first time outside of my insane dreams, there wasn’t a shred of humanity in his expression.
The only time he ever looked like that in my dreams was when he was losing himself inside me at the end of a particularly kinky round of sex.
And of course, my body responded to the mental images that flickered in my mind next.
Images of Priel.
Making out with Clevv hadn’t done a damn thing to turn me on, but apparently just thinking about the Priel of my dreams was enough to get me going.
Great.
A furious roar escaped Priel, and he slammed another fist into Clevv’s face. If Clevv was fighting, I didn’t know. I couldn’t look at him. Not while I could smell his blood.
