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It was a good deal, considering the man I was acting as eye-candy for.
His gaze was hot on my figure as I pulled my shirt over my head, exposing the thin bodysuit beneath. It didn’t show anything, but it clung to me like a second skin.
Though he didn’t say a word, the glow around him lost its steadiness the same way my own had. It pulsed brightly, and his hand slid over my thigh as he forced his attention back to the recipe book.
His fingers stroked the inside of my leg as he read, and I leaned my head back against the cabinets, watching him touch me.
Did I want him to touch more of me?
Yes, I most definitely did.
And unfortunately, I was going to have to be the one to start it. He had made it clear that he wasn’t going to instigate anything.
Thankfully, my horniness made me brave.
When he released my leg to grab a few more things, I slipped out of my bodysuit.
Amarok’s gaze jerked back to me, and his eyes blazed over my skin while his chest rumbled fiercely.
“Can you cook with one hand?” I asked him, a bit breathlessly.
“No. Touch yourself for me.”
“Ezra told me you can’t get yourself off during the frenzy.”
“Not alone,” he agreed. “But you’re not alone, are you?”
Ohhh.
It had been years since I dared… but I wanted to.
I really, really did.
Biting my lip, I slipped my fingers between my thighs.
Amarok’s growl mingled with my soft groan, and both reverberated through the den as I parted my legs wider, stroking myself lightly.
“Veil, you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Make yourself climax for me.” Amarok’s hand brushed my thigh again, opening me wider so he could see everything while we both worked.
That was the kind of order I could get behind from a man.
I touched myself while he added ingredients, then as he mixed the dough and watched me with hooded eyes. Just as he closed the Evare version of an oven, I finally lost control.
My cries flooded the den as my hips jerked on the countertop. Pleasure rolled through me, and the satisfaction in his eyes was so thick I could see it.
He set his hands on my thighs again, gripping me lightly while I came down from the high.
“How do you feel, Aurora?”
“So good,” I breathed, my chest still rising and falling quickly. One of my hands was still resting over my core, and the other gripped the countertop like a lifeline. My cheeks were probably bright red, but he only touched them long enough to tuck a few stray strands of hair behind my ear.
I didn’t say a word as he took my hand from between my thighs and slowly lifted it to his mouth.
Or as he wrapped his lips around my fingers and slowly sucked the slickness off my skin.
My breathing grew shallower, the frenzy still pulsing around both of us. From experience, I knew the glow wouldn’t vanish unless we were both sated.
“How much control will we lose during the eclipse?” I asked him breathlessly.
