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I’m not sure what exactly changed last night, but some- thing did. Between the overwhelming intensity of taking his whole hand inside my body, and then the way he—let’s call it what it was—made love to me...something shifted.
“I know you’re awake,” he murmurs into my neck, his lips brushing a soft kiss to my nape.
My smile widens and I shift around so I can face him. “Morning.”
His lips quirk up on one side. “Morning.”
I all but purr as he glides his hand down my side, landing at my arse.
“How’s your bum feeling?” he asks, slipping a finger between my cheeks.
I let out a soft gasp as he brushes over my tender hole. “Sore. But in a really fucking good way.”
“You want my dick?”
I grin at him. “Obviously.”
It’s slow and lazy and perfect as we cling to each other,
limbs tangled together, mouths joined. The realisation hits me that I want every morning to be like this. I don’t even need the sex; I just want him in my bed, or me in his bed, waking up together every day. The sex is a nice perk, though...
“WHAT ARE you thinking?” Alastor asks me.
We’re in the shower, but we’re done with the clean-up; now hot water is sluicing all around us as Alastor holds me tight in his arms, his head resting on top of mine. He’s being really cuddly this morning and I’m loving it. I’m sure it won’t be long until he switches back to his gruff, dickish self, so I’m going to savour this while it lasts.
“I’m thinking I need breakfast before you get any more
ideas.”
He pulls back a little, arching an accusatory brow at
me. “You thinkI’mthe one who gets all the ideas?”
My face flames at the insinuation, because it’s true; I’m definitely responsible for my fair share of ideas. I just can’t help it, I get so bloody needy around him. All it takes is one
touch and I want to jump his bones. “Call it even?”
He lets out a breath of amusement. “Fair.”
Dropping his lips to mine, he kisses me with that eager
passion I’ve become completely addicted to. I slide my hands up his body, pulling him closer. Before we can get too into it, however, my stomach gives a wild grumble, punctuating my words from earlier.
“See? Breakfast first,” I tell him, putting some distance between us.
“Fine,” he grumbles. “We’ll get breakfast. Then we’re spending all day in bed.”
I grin at him. That sounds pretty fucking perfect to me. I turn off the water and step out of the shower, grabbing a towel for each of us.
“Where do you want to go for breakfast?” he asks, drying himself off.
I blink at him. “Go?”
He shrugs. “Why not?”
Because we haven’t been out for a meal together the
whole time we’ve been...whatever we’ve been. “Okay... well, I guess we can just go downstairs and pick some- where. There are plenty of cafes around.”
