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I blinked away a ray of sunlight on my heavy lashes. “So, I spent the night here.”

“You were dead to the world after you came on my cock,” he said with laughter. “Was I too much for you?”

“You’re always too much.” I pursed my lips, flushing, as I remembered that we’d fucked like there was no tomorrow in Underhill.

That had been real! I’d truly fucked the heir of House of Chaos. What would we do from here? The future felt more uncertain and complicated than ever.

“I’ll have to let you get used to me, then,” Killian said. “And I want you to trust me to do right by you.”

“I won’t ask anything from you,” I said, lifting my chin, “though I know that I ask too little.”

“No matter what happens in the future, trust me to have your best interests in my heart.”

“In history, the worst damage was often done with the best intentions, sir. Didn’t they say the road to Hell is paved with good intentions?”

“That mouth of yours.” A smile tugged the corners of his lips. He was so carnal that I wanted his hot, curvy lips on me down there. I’d request it soon. “But don’t fear Hell. Should you get yourself in a bind and land there, I’ll always get you out.”

Like he’d helped pull me out of the phantom realm of the Underworld when his girlfriend hijacked my mind. But then, wasn’t he the rightful heir to the throne of the Underworld, more so than her?

“You still want me, sir,” I asked, cocking my head to the side, “after you already had me?”

“Will you always call me sir?” He grinned in amusement. “Do you deem me a one-night stand kind of guy?”

I nodded as he lay beside me, pulling me against his chest. I liked to snuggle against him. “You had the reputation before you got yourself engaged.”

Shadows flitted by his eyes before he shook them off. He was betrothed. He had another woman in his life. He was the forbidden fruit. But I’d tasted him, and I wanted to taste him again.

“You’re different than any other woman, little scorpion,” he said. “I’ll always want you.”

Words had power, but words meant nothing if no action followed. But I wouldn’t hold him accountable for the promise that was bound to break in the end. My emotions were conflicted and raw. I wanted a future, especially with Killian, but if I let myself be a hopeful fool and expect too much, I’d not only drive myself to an unmarked early grave, but I’d also bring danger to everyone.

All I could have was now, this moment.

“Will you give me oral pleasure?” I asked sweetly.

If he refuses, you can just drag his hair and get his face between your golden thighs, Sy advised. We don’t take no for an answer. It’s not our style.

I wouldn’t do that! I wasn’t a bitch. And I didn’t need to do that.

Killian flashed me a sensual smile before he kissed me, making me hot and cold, and then his lips traced down my jaw, my neck, my breasts, until they wrapped around my clit and sucked hard.

Shit! It felt too good.

My back arched at the sensation. I was going to come involuntarily.

Killian pulled away from suckling and let out a low chuckle at my eager reaction.

“You’re so responsive, my little scorpion,” he purred.

His tongue lashed out, lapping my swollen clit in a slow circle. I moaned in pleasure, amazed at what a wicked tongue like the chaos prince’s could do. I spread my legs wider and let him have his way with me while I enjoyed him.

His tongue brushed open my plump folds and thrust into my heat. I writhed on the silky sheets as pleasure danced on my nerve endings. His tongue thrust deeper into me and grew thicker.

Shit, it was his dragon’s doing. I didn’t mind it either.

As his tongue kept thrusting in my molten heat, I came hard, and he drank my juice.

“You taste of nectar and the best honeysuckle,” he murmured, lust searing his eyes and turning them to deep sapphire.

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