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Her eyes flared wide.

We fell into a stare.

I had the absolute fucking pleasure of watching her break apart.

Her chin tipped down, and her cheeks flushed pink, and I fucked her with my hand as fiercely and as possessively as I wanted to do with every part of me.

The first clench of her release took me by surprise. The second broke me. By her third, I gave up everything I was as I ripped my hand from her heat, snatched her from the ground, and wedged my undone shorts against her pussy.

She cried out as I thrust against her. Just a simple piece of clothing stopped us from joining and it drove me wild. My mouth smashed to hers as I rode her hard and fast, driving her against the car door, wringing out the rest of her orgasm, all while I gave in to another.

Our tongues were messy and wet.

Our groans full of ecstasy.

Our pleasure seemed to go on forever before we finally stopped shuddering and gave a heavy sigh.

Our eyes opened.

Our lips twitched into satisfied smirks.

We didn’t speak.

What was there to say?

We’d chosen each other, despite everything that could go wrong.

I’d claimed her as mine, regardless that I could never truly be hers.

And as we kissed gently and cleaned up the best we could, we refused to look into the darkness surrounding us. The night that lashed around us, keeping us safe...for now.

Pity we didn’t.

What a shame we thought we were free.

If only we’d looked into that darkness...

...we might have seen the nightmare that was coming for us.

Chapter Thirty-Three

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Aslan

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(Moon in Icelandic: Tungl)

“DAD, CAN YOU PASS THE PEANUT BUTTER, please?” Neri held out her hand, wriggling her fingers.

My gaze locked on her elegant wrist.

I’d always found every inch of her stunning...but now?

Now everything about her turned me the fuck on.

My cock swelled.

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