Page 122 of The Bone Man


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A buzz of magic rises from the thick wood to let us know no one else has been in the room since we booked it.

The door opens into a short hallway with a coat closet, and we take off our shoes before venturing farther into the suite.

The hall opens into a living room large enough to seat eight people. Past it, a long dining table separates it from a kitchen large enough to host a small gathering.

Flint shakes his head. “So this is what Darius was treating himself to while he was off in Marc’s body. I can see why he grumbles so much about our accommodations.”

I nod in agreement. It’s a far step up in luxury from our cabin.

Double doors to the right lead into a large bedroom with floor-to-ceiling wardrobes built into one wall, and a door leading into the spa bathroom on the adjacent wall. Floor-to-ceiling windows on the other side look out over the Bone Yard.

A custom, double king-sized bed takes up the center of the large room, with a black, tufted headboard that rises to the ceiling. Night stands sit on either side of the bed, with crystal lamps casting a warm glow around the room. Off to the side sits a miniature bed with a water bowl.

Flint lets out a low whistle. “I suddenly have new ideas for our cabin.”

Laughing, I shake my head. “We’d have to push out a wall to fit a bed that big inside.”

“Hmm.” Flint nods toward the wardrobes. “Your clothes should be in the one on the far left.”

Stomach tightening, I stride over. None of my pajamas were salvageable, but I dug a few T-shirts from the rubble. I can use one to sleep in.

Opening the wardrobe, I find a black box with a gold bow on top sitting on the shelf below my meager clothing.

I lift the box and turn to Flint. “What’s this?”

His eyes dance with excitement. “Open it.”

Bemused, I step over to the bed and set the box on the comforter, then lift the lid. Inside, I find a pair of blue pajamas with little frogs wearing crowns hopping all over.

Tears rise to my eyes, and I turn to see Flint holding a matching set. “I asked the front desk to order them. I figured we could start a new collection. There are matching sets for everyone else in their wardrobes.”

I stride across the room and wrap my arms around Flint’s neck to pull him down for a kiss.

“Mmm.” He hums against my lips. “I’m glad you like them.”

“I love them.” The memory of how I almost lost him rises to the surface, and tears slip down my cheeks. “They’re perfect.”

“Hey, no tears.” He kisses the corner of my eye. “We’ll rebuild our home, better than it was before.”

It wouldn’t have been a home without Flint there, though. We had come so close to losing him today.

Murmuring words of comfort, he kisses the trails of tears from my cheeks before his lips settle over mine, his tongue slipping inside, tasting of alcohol and salt.

Bending, he lifts me into his arms, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me across the room to the bed.

There, he sets me on the edge and grasps the hem of my shirt. Our lips separate, and I lift my arms for him to pull my shirt over my head. With skillful fingers, he unhooks my bra and slides the straps down my arms before bending to catch one breast between his lips.

Pleasure rushes through me, and I thread my fingers through his silky, black hair, cradling his head against me. He cups my other breast, massaging the tender flesh and rolling my nipple into a stiff peak.

His head shifts, the flat of his tongue sweeping over the hard little nub before sucking it into his hot mouth.

My back arches, liquid desire pooling between my thighs.

He sucks and licks my breasts, heightening my pleasure until my legs shift restlessly against his, and my soft moans fill the room.

Slowly, he makes his way down my stomach, and his nimble fingers work open my pants.

I lift my hips to make it easier to take them and my underwear off. When he kneels on the floor and hooks my legs over his shoulders, my pulse races, and I gasp when he tugs my ass to the edge of the bed.

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