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“How are you feeling?” He murmurs, his fingertips running tickly little circles on the sensitive skin. I arch my back, pushing into him. “Sore?”
“If I say yes, will you give me a private examination?” I whisper.
He chuckles, tilting my head to trail his hot mouth down my throat. I close my eyes. I can feel myself getting wet again under the covers.
“I think I gave you hickeys last night.” He touches his fingertips very lightly to my neck. “I might have gotten carried away,” he admits. “I couldn’t help myself. The noises that you were making…”
I shake my head. “I bruise like a peach. And we’re in the middle of nowhere; it’s not like anyone’s going to see them, anyway.” I actually kind of like the idea that he’s marked me up. There’s something so possessive and primal about it. He dips his head again, biting my throat softly, and I twist under the sheets as fire flickers through me. Reaching up, I grab him by the back of the head, tangling my fingers in his thick hair—
There’s a sudden shrill beep from the corner of the room. Riven groans, pulling away reluctantly.
I reach for him. “No. Come back. What is it?”
“My radio. Someone’s trying to get a hold of me.” He looks over his shoulder at the radio, hesitating.
I sigh. “You should go, then. It might be an emergency.”
He looks surprised. “Yes?”
“Of course. I’m not getting between you and your patients. Someone might need help.”
He studies me, dark eyes hot and melted behind his glasses, then presses a kiss to my shoulder and slides out of bed. I watch, my mouth practically watering, as he pulls a pair of grey sweatpants over his muscled thighs. He doesn’t bother with underwear, and I can see the outline of his hard cock against the fabric. Before he leaves, he picks up his pillow and whacks it down onto Eli’s face. Eli springs up, shouting a stream of swear words.
“Shut up,” Riven orders. “I’ve got to take a call. Keep Daisy company.”
Eli blinks his green eyes at me, his face relaxing into a lazy smile. “Hey, pretty girl.” He rolls closer and drapes an arm around my hips, pulling me closer. “Did Riv kiss you?”
“Um. Yes?”
“You poor thing.” He cups my cheek and kisses me gently. It’s not like his usual, sensual, sliding kisses; this one feels softer, more intimate. It’s a good-morning kiss between two lovers. The thought of that fills me with a soft, warm glow when he finally pulls back. “There. Hopefully that will cancel out his terrible technique.”
I laugh, trailing a hand down his bronzed chest. “I’m not picking sides. You’re both equally good kissers.”
“Sure, sure.” He tuts, stroking my throat. “Look what a mess he made of your neck. What is he, a vampire?”
“I’m sure my thighs are just as bad, thanks to you.”
“Let me just check.” He dives under the quilt before I can grab at him. I close my eyes as his curls tickle down my belly, then between my legs. My mouth falls open as he presses a tiny kiss to my clit, then pops his head back out again.
“You’re right,” he says sadly. “You look completely ravaged. Sorry about that.”
I’m about to demand he finish what he started, when I notice a flurry of white outside the window. “Oh,no.”
Eli trails his fingers over my thigh. “Not usually the response I get when I’m in bed with a girl, but okay.”
I point at the window. “It’s snowing again.”
“Yep. It does that a lot, in the Arctic Circle.”
I glare at him. He grins, hooking an arm around me and reaching for his phone. “Heavy snowfall tonight or tomorrow,” he reads from the weather app. “Yep. Looks like another storm.”
“God. How do you handle it? Being stuck here all winter must feel like you’re in prison.”
He shakes his head. “This isn’t anything like a prison. I would know.”
My lips twitch. “Why, you been?”
To my amazement, he nods. “Check my prison tat.” He twists, showing me a tattoo on his bicep that I didn’t notice last night. I lean in for a closer look. It’s a bit faded, but still clear; an even, four-pointed star done in black ink.
