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He drank, and drank, as he dragged me back to the edge until I shattered.
Again, and again, he fed on my pleasure and made me climax. Distantly, I heard an alarm go off.
Some part of me knew that meant we were running out of time.
“Sebastian,” I panted, burying my fingers in his hair and forcing his gaze up to mine. It was insanely hot—and insanely hungry. “We have to stop. Your government is coming. They’re going to kill you if you can’t look sane again.”
He took in another inhale of my lust.
“You have to shift,” I said, using my grip on his hair to shake his head. “Come on, Smash. Shift.”
He inhaled again, but his fingers finally slid out from inside me.
I unwrapped my legs from around his waist, but he didn’t lower my feet back to the ground.
“Shift, Crash.” I tugged on his hair one last time.
Finally, his body shimmered.
Those gorgeous wings vanished.
The back of his hornless-head met the wall. His eyes slammed shut, his breathing rough and his grip on my body still tight.
It had worked.
But what was I supposed to do after it had?
Bash would want space. He’d been very clear about not wanting to get addicted to my lust, and I’d given him no choice in the matter.
What if he would rather let his government kill him?
I eased my feet to the floor, and he let them go.
The basement door opened above us. “Brynn?” Eldrich called out.
He’d undoubtedly been elected the interrupter.
“We’re fine. He shifted back. Just a second,” I replied.
Bash opened his eyes, and they were blue.
I’d forgotten how pretty they were.
“I’m sorry,” I said quietly. “Your family said there was no other choice. I wasn’t trying to take your freedom.”
He didn’t say anything.
I didn’t really think there was anything to say.
I stepped back, grabbing his pants and boxer-briefs from where I’d dropped them on the floor earlier. “Here. I’m sorry.”
Sebastian accepted the clothing, but his attention moved to his dad and brothers when they came back down the stairs. I slipped away while they freed him from the last of his restraints and filled him in on what was going to happen.
The other guys must’ve told Tatum and Miles what I’d said about Bash hating me for feeding him, because they immediately pulled me into their arms.
“Thank you.” Anastasia’s words were thick, and genuine. “I’m so sorry. I should’ve known better than to push him like that. I should’ve realized Anthony might try something worse than flirtation.”
“You didn’t know what would happen. I didn’t, either. We learned our lesson,” I said quietly, wiping away a few tears that had escaped and looking at my best friends. “Can I stay with one of you guys until we head home? I can make the floor work for one night. I just need to shower really fast.”
