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The words hung in the air, laden with a profound meaning that I couldn’t quite grasp in my drowsy state. The world around me blurred, and with a sense of both trepidation and curiosity, I succumbed once more to the comforting darkness.
I began to dream.
* * *
I awoke in my bed, bathed in the soft morning light that filtered through the curtains. The events of the previous night swirled in my mind, and for a fleeting moment, I wondered if it had all been a dream, a phantom conjured by the depths of my desire.
Deep within my heart, though, I knew the truth. It hadn’t been a dream; it had been very real.
The memory of Kane’s body filling mine lingered like a lasting imprint on my soul, leaving me with a sense of both elation and fear. Soreness coursed through my muscles, especially in my core and legs, as if I had run a marathon and pushed far past my physical limits. Every movement served as vivid proof of what had occurred last night. Even my pussy was sore, a persistent reminder of the otherworldly fucking he’d given me before he’d carried me safely back home.
I reluctantly pushed aside the covers and rose from my bed, my movements somewhat hesitant due to the lingering soreness. My reflection in the mirror drew my attention, and as I gazed upon it, my heart skipped a beat. There, on my hips, were faint but unmistakable bruises, like delicate watercolor strokes painted onto my skin. It was both beautiful and slightly unsettling, but in the end, I decided that I enjoyed his marks on my flesh.
It had been real after all.
CHAPTER11
Kane
After I’d carried her back home that night, I stayed with her for far longer than I should have. I tucked her into bed and watched her sleeping form, taken by every single thing about her.
I was a man utterly obsessed.
Her serene expression, the gentle rise and fall of her chest with each peaceful breath, and the way her tousled hair framed her face made my heart swell with adoration. Moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft, ethereal glow on her delicate features. In that tranquil moment, I couldn’t help but be captivated by every detail of her sleeping form, from the faint flutter of her eyelashes to the way her lips formed a contented smile while she slept.
She was perfect.
When the first glimmers of sunlight passed through the curtains, I finally took my leave and returned to the penthouse suite in the Bellagio. My home in the Spring Mountains was too far away from her for me to return every night, so I’d use a small portion of my fortune to stay close by on the strip.
The spacious living area was ornamented with plush furnishings, rich fabrics, and tasteful art, all bathed in soft, ambient lighting. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered breathtaking views of the Las Vegas Strip.
My thoughts, however, were far from my lavish surroundings. They were firmly fixed on Lexie, her image imprinted on my mind. The way her eyes sparkled with curiosity, the warmth of her smile, the softness of her skin beneath my touch—everything about her consumed my every waking thought.
As I undressed, my fingers fumbled with the buttons and zippers, my anticipation building with each layer of clothing I shed. The spacious walk-in shower beckoned, a sanctuary where I could wash away the stresses of the night and lose myself in thoughts of her. Steam soon filled the marble-clad chamber as I stepped beneath the cascading water.
The sensation of the warm water against my skin was soothing, but it couldn’t wash away the intense desire I felt for Lexie. My mind replayed every moment we had shared together, from the delicate moans to the absolutely frantic screams of desire that had escaped her lips as she came over and over again for me. As the water enveloped me, I couldn’t help but yearn for her, my heart and body aching to be near her again. I hadn’t had enough of her.
I wantedmore.
My cock hardened once again. A fierce surge of desire billowed up from the base of my spine, and I groaned, slamming my hand against the marble wall as I tried to get a hold of myself. With a soft grunt, my fingers slipped down to brush against my cock, and I leaned back, the water falling on my heated flesh as the world faded away.
My mind wandered without my permission.
“You shouldn’t be wandering alone in the dark, little one,” I whispered, and she stopped cold.
My gaze drew up and down her delicious form, from the swell of her hips to the seductive curves of her ass, all the way up to the roundness of her breasts. Everything about her called to me to reach out and take her as mine, to pin her to the ground and remind her that she was my mate in every possible way.
“I knew you would be watching,” she whispered.
“Naughty girl, putting yourself in danger,” I scolded.
“What of it? What are you going to do? Punish me?” she sassed, and my cock ached with need. There was nothing more that I wanted to do than exactly that.
I couldn’t help but notice her lean in towards me, and I closed the distance between us in three large strides. I wrapped my fingers around her arms and pulled her to me. With her body flush against mine, I could feel her chest rising and falling with her desire.
“I should punish you, shouldn’t I?” I growled.
She shivered in my arms, and her eyes lifted up to meet mine. Hidden within the depths of her ocean eyes was a molten heat, and I couldn’t resist any longer.
