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“I can’t decide if that would be the best or most embarrassing way to die.”

“Both,” he decides. “But I’m serious: quit it. I have plans before I die.”

Hopefully, plans that involve finishing what we’ve started here. And then starting it up again the moment we’re done.

To make sure we both live to see that moment, I pivot to kissing his neck and sucking on his earlobe while he walks us up the stairs, down the hall, and into our bathroom.

Ivan sets me on my feet in our shower and pushes the shredded remains of my dress from my shoulders. Then, before I can get him out of his clothes, he spins me around and presses my palms flat against the tile. His fingers thread through mine slowly. He kisses my shoulder blade and my spine. He moves lower, licking and sucking his way across my skin.

“You taste sweet,” he groans.

I can feel him hard and throbbing against my thigh, I squeeze my legs together and stroke him. “I think that’s the champagne.”

“No,” he groans, thrusting into my thighs. “It’s you, Cora. It’s all you.”

He shifts his hips and, without letting go of my hands, he fills me again.

“Fuck,” he whispers against my neck. “How do you feel this good? How is it like this?”

I shake my head. I truly have no idea. Every time Ivan touches me, I’m amazed at how well we fit together.

There’s been so many lies and charades from the beginning of our story. But this…thisis real. This heat building between us means more than a ring and a sheet of paper ever could. It’s a commitment. Because nothing will ever be better than this. After being with him, how could I ever settle for anything less?

Ithasto be him.

Now. Later. Forever.

His hands clench around mine and I know he’s close. I arch back, meeting his thrusts so the sound of us coming together echoes off the tiles. The new angle leaves heat pooling low in my belly.

“Right there, Ivan,” I beg. “Don’t stop. Right there.”

He growls in my ear. “Come for me, Cora. Come for me again.”

And I do.

Ivan’s hands twined through mine are the only reason I don’t melt to the shower floor. He holds me firmly, thrusting through my orgasm until he finds his own. When we’re finished, the evidence of it dripping down my legs, Ivan finally takes off the rest of his clothes and starts the shower.

Together, a tangle of lips and limbs, we let the hot water wash away the day.

58

IVAN

“I thought the end of all this war doom and gloom would mean you had more time for me.” Yasha swaggers into my office and plops down across from me. He’s trying to frown, but he can’t quite hide his amusement with himself. “I’m a mess without you,compadre.”

I roll my eyes. “Cora hasn’t seen Jorden around much lately, either. You have any idea where she’s been?”

The most obvious grin spreads across his face as he shakes his head. “Nope. Haven’t seen her.”

Yasha isn’t fooling anyone. Cora and I know exactly what kind of debauchery our best friends are up to. But bring it up and it’sdeny, deny, deny.

“I guess it’s hard to see clearly when the lights are off and you’re tangled up in sheets together.”

Yasha faux-gasps. “The fact that you think I’d have sex in the pitch dark like a teenager is… it’s insulting.IfI ever had the pleasure of a night with Jorden—which I’m neither admitting nor denying—then I would do it in full daylight with the windows open and enjoy every delightful second.”

He’d be describing those details to me at painful length if Jorden wasn’t making him keep their relationship on the down-low. Left to his own devices, Yasha isn’t discreet enough to keep anything secret, let alone when he’s having copious amounts of sex.

My second-in-command blinks away his thoughts and looks at me, a dopey smile still plastered on his face. “Anyhow—ifI could do that, then I would. But since I can’t, I’m here in your office, wondering whyyouare here in your office. I thought everything was settled.”

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