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She wanted to just lie there a little while longer, but the smell of food caught her attention. She pulled herself out of bed and headed down the small hallway into the kitchen.
She stopped to see Grux standing in the kitchen cooking. He was wearing a pair of pants hanging low on his hips. She bit onto her cheek, internally groaning.
He looked fuckable. His muscles were on full display, and the way he moved made his back muscles bulge. She could watch him forever.
Just watching him made her hot and bothered. Over the weeks of being pregnant, her hormones were all over the place, causing her emotions to switch quickly. And right now, she was horny.
She swallowed, needing to wet her mouth. She watched him bend over to open the oven. This time, she groaned, and it filled the room.
Grux turned around and noticed her staring. He gave her a smile. “You’re awake. Did you sleep well?”
She smiled back, padding into the kitchen. “I am. I slept pretty well.”
“That’s good,” he said, giving her a chuckle. “I’m just working on breakfast. You can sit at the dining table and wait.”
She did precisely that, wanting to watch him some more.
She watched him chop up some fruit, and her eyes zoned on his fingers. She watched them work, and suddenly she wanted them on her. In her.
She chewed on her lip, seeing the juice slipping over his fingers down onto the cutting board. Her mind roamed back to when he had finger fucked her on the bed at the palace.
“Scarlett?”
She jerked her head up, seeing Grux was watching her. “What?”
“I asked if you were okay?”
She nodded. “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”
He made a face. “You’ve been staring at me, and you’re chewing on your lip. Are you nauseated?”
She wanted to say the opposite but didn’t. She just shook her head. “Sorry, I’m not fully awake.”
He looked back to the fruit, continuing his knife work. Scarlett looked away, needing to distract herself. It was hard. Everywhere she put her eyes, she thought of something new.
The couch—a perfect place to fuck. The picture frames hung. She wondered if they fucked against the wall, if they would fall. Even the door. She wondered if there was a way to hang her on it and have him fuck her in the air.
Grux put the plates down, and she looked down at her meal. He had made toast with some jam. A side of fruit and roasted meat. She looked at him, and he smirked. “I shot a bird this morning and the fruit is from some nearby trees.”
She smiled back at him, shaking her head. Of course, he had.
After they ate, Grux cleaned up. She watched him, internally moaning. She needed to get out of the hut and get some fresh air.
So, she sat outside in the back, looking over the forest. The solitude was just what she needed. Or it was for a few minutes.
But after a while, she kept thinking about Grux.
She thought about the night they slept together. She could still feel his tongue running over her body and the way his mouth felt on her skin.
She was soaking wet with need.
“Hey.” Grux came around the corner. “What are you doing?”
“I needed fresh air,” she said, taking in his body. He was still wearing no shirt, and his pants hung low. She took in his v-line and bit hard on her cheek.
Grux seated himself next to her. She swallowed, taking in his abs and the curve of his throat. She chewed on her lip, seeing how plump his lips were.
She leaned closer, and Grux looked at her. His eyebrows went up. “Scarlett?”
