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"I still feel like a sandwich," I mumbled, having stated the same thing for the last three days.
"The Haru Itsuki deluxe sandwich," Itsuki hummed.
"Filled with a delicious sweet Crimson filling," Haru teased. "Hmm. That sounds rather tasty though," I mumbled as I began to fall asleep.
"Night, Crimson. We love you," Haru whispered.
"Yes. We love you, Crim. Sleep well and recover for us," Itsuki added.
"Hm...love...you too," I replied. "Both of you."
With that, I fell asleep with the reassurance that this was nothing but another trial I’d have to face.
If Storm's essence was trying to dominate me, I’d just have to put my foot down and stop her.
Her men were hers when she was alive, but now it was my turn to love them, and I wouldn't let her essence continue to torture them.
I'd have to fight back somehow.
I'd fight even harder now to find the remaining crystals, so we can finally move forward, together.
CHAPTER10
Threatened And Bad Habits
Ilooked up from where I stood, a sweet smile upon my face as my tongue ran along my lower lip.
Quil eyed me with desire, and excitement thrummed through me when he came closer.
"Storm...we have to go. You can't be late for this," Quil stated.
I met him halfway, letting my hand run up his bare chest.
"One more time?"
"We can have sex when we come back," Quil suggested, but I could see his struggle to ignore my request.
I grinned even wider, hooking my arms around his neck and letting my body press firmly against his.
He swallowed, and I knew he wouldn't win this battle, especially when I removed one of my hands from his neck to slide down and wrap around his cock, which was hard and ready. He inhaled sharply, closing his eyes as I moved my hand up and down his length.
"Storm...we have to go..." he said, but his reminder held no weight.
I leaned up to brush my lips against his.
"Quil, one more time? Hmm."
"Storm...it's not like we’ll never get to be intimate again."
"I know...but just this once? We still have time," I suggested.
"Malachi's gonna complain the entire ride."
I giggled. "He could join too."
"Hmm, that would take too much time, though,” he pointed out. "You're wasting time arguing," I countered.
"I think you're addicted to sex."
