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Our kiss got dirty.
Filthy and wet and hungry.
I bit her lip. I licked her tongue. I drove both of us to breaking point.
She mewled and whimpered as I clamped both hands around her ass and hoisted her from the floor. I rocked my cock right between her legs. “I want to fuck you. Right here.”
“One more room,” she panted. “Have to kiss-christen one more room.”
“But I need you, you tempting little siren. I said I wouldn’t do this and look at the state you’ve put me in. Again.”
She sighed with a soft giggle. “One more room and then, if you behave, I’ll let you fuck me.”
My stomach swooped. “Do you honestly think I need your permission when you’ve teased me this much? When I know how wet you are beneath that dress?”
Her stare narrowed, flashing with fire and heat. “Want to hear another fantasy, Aslan?”
I trembled. “I don’t know. Do I? Will it make me come right here before I get inside you?”
“Maybe.” Shrugging too innocently, she pressed her mouth to my ear and whispered, “I want you to take me without my permission one day. Just pounce on me and take me. Hard. Wild. Tie me up. Make me beg. Just like the books I read.”
Slicing lust carved through my heart, chased quickly by ever-present worry. “But wouldn’t that remind you too much of him?”
Her eyes flared. We didn’t often talk about Ethan anymore. I trusted that whatever she’d accepted the night I’d run and she’d told Wayne Gratt what Ethan had done, she’d found some form of healing.
But I still worried.
Still wondered if she had nightmares like I did.
I supposed I’d soon learn if she was truly coping, seeing as we were now defacto man and wife, sharing a hearth and heart.
My thoughts turned black thinking about Ethan.
Whatever Zara had told the police and whatever software her boyfriend had used to bounce Ethan’s phone number all over the world had seemed to work.
For now.
Zara hadn’t shared my secret.
No threat arrived in the post or ransom to pay for her silence.
No one hammered on our door to arrest me.
There was no mention of Ethan mysteriously missing in gossip around the town.
He was an outsider.
A visitor.
He meant nothing.
“It’s you, Aslan,” Neri breathed. “You could never hurt me. You could do anything to me, and I would love it. I refuse to let what Ethan did steal a hot fantasy that I want to share with you. I told you...I want you to fully let go with me. I want to know how rough you’ll get.”
Images of how far I’d go bled through my mind, making my cock lurch and balls tighten.
There were some things I could tell my moon-given wife and some things I couldn’t.
How far I truly wanted to take her was not one of those things.
