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Abruptly, he released my chest and curved his hands against my ribs with his thumbs digging into the skin under my breasts. His rich brown eyes peered up at me, glittering with rapture, and his lips parted as he panted.

“You’re so beautiful like this, songbird.” Levi moved one hand over my shoulder, to the back of my neck. He fisted his fingers in my hair and noted the noises I made as he did.

“Levi. Levi. Levi,” I chanted in an increasingly wavering voice. The fire in my sex spread further and faster through me, heralding my incoming release.

“Is my name the only thing in that pretty little head of yours? I sure fucking hope it is,” he rasped, then pulled me by the hair until my lips crashed into his. His tongue slipped through my lips and stroked along mine, drawing a quivering moan from my chest.

I pulled back enough to gasp, “Levi. Ah!” And the world erupted around me as my entire body quaked on top of him. My pussy flexed on his cock as waves of an orgasm bowled over me.

As soon as I stopped shaking, Levi bucked me off, and the blanket fell away. He swiftly caught me in his arms and rolled over me, forcing me back onto the mattress. I didn’t have a second to catch my breath before his cock easily slid home inside me once again.

I hugged him close, and his arms cradled my head. He pounded into me, chasing his climax. When he bellowed from his orgasm, shaking between my legs, I delicately kissed his straining throat next to my face.

After discarding the condom, Levi climbed back into my bed. We slipped with confounding ease into an embrace that only lovers could experience. It should have frightened me, but at that moment I was too satisfied to care.

“Go back to sleep, songbird.” Levi kissed the top of my head.

Despite the morning birds chirping outside, I welcomed the post-fuck nap.

Nineteen

With my eyes closed, my hand swiped over the sheet beside me. Upon finding the mattress empty, I jerked upright with my heart skipping beats.

A squeak of metal and splash of water alerted me to the shower turning on in the adjacent bathroom. Then a shadow passed the light shining through the crack in the door.

I braced my hand on my chest, easing the unnerved pace of my heart attempting to flee my ribs. For a moment I thought I was alone.

I blinked the remaining sleep from my eyes, adjusting to the morning light filtering through the drapes. Diana’s lingering warmth clung to the sheet, as did her inherent aroma. A cloud of her essence filled me and chased out the panic crackling through my veins.

Last night hadn’t been a fever dream sent from demons to torment me. Every kiss, every touch, every second spent with her—inside her—it was all real. I floated in euphoria, grasping those tangible memories and holding them close to my chest.

And those memories brushed against my skin as if I relived them over and over. The feel of her soft breasts pressed to my chest and her tight heat gripping my cock as I became the first to have her.

“Fuck,” I rasped. My cock jerked under the blanket, stiffening at the mere memory of fucking Diana last night, and eager to have her again.

A glass door clicked, and the noise of rushing water increased. The door partially muffled the sound of her stepping into the shower, but it was enough to hold my attention, and more than enough to rouse me from the bed.

The blanket fell away from my legs as I leapt up. Holding my breath, I treaded toward the bathroom door on silent steps. Soundlessly, I nudged the door open, and lost all motor function under the vision standing before me under the light.

Droplets of water cascaded like diamonds over Diana’s creamy skin. Every dip and valley, each curve and swell of her body, radiated with delicious perfection. Soaked strands of violet hair adhered to her spine, mimicking the swirls of a painter’s brush on a perfect canvas.

My heart jumped into the base of my throat, and scorching heat coursed under the surface of my skin.

Heedless of my actions, I spun back into the room. I dug through my discarded clothing on the floor until my fingers latched onto my black belt. Each hot breath burned my lungs as I twisted the leather around my fingers.

Some primal desire gripped my rational mind. Another voice in the back of my head whispered that Diana had a sensual creature under her skin waiting to break free, and I had the power to unleash her.

Last night was only the beginning.

Using my forearm, I pushed the bathroom door open, partially hiding the belt behind my back. I took another step into the steam billowing throughout the balmy room.

Hearing the slight creak of the hinges, Diana’s body tensed and whirled around. She placed a hand over her chest, dazzling jade eyes widening with shock.

“You scared me,” she scolded, and pressed the back of her hand to her mouth. After a sharp exhale, she swiped the water away from her face and dragged her fingers through her hair.

“Sorry,” I replied. She shifted, almost imperceptibly, but it was a clear physical response to the sound of my grating morning voice.

“What are you doing?” she asked, swallowing steadily. Her arms crossed over her chest, warily watching as I approached.

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