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“Sleep, Ryth,” he urged. “We both need it.”
We did. I lay there, waiting for sleep to come, and listened as Tobias’s breaths turned deep and steady. The bathroom light flicked off and Nick climbed in on my other side.
“Can’t sleep?”
“No,” I whispered, my voice husky with emotion.
He lifted his arm, letting me curl against him as he pulled the comforter over us.
“I don’t understand,” I whispered. “Tell me what I did wrong?”
“Nothing, baby. You did nothing wrong.”
“Then why does it feel like I did?”
He had no answer, other than to tighten his hold around me. I pressed closer, needing his strength as well as his warmth. The slow caress on my arm moved higher, his touch warmer, charged with more. I lifted my head, meeting his stare.
“I missed you,” he whispered, and I realized that somehow, he’d been shoved aside.
It was Caleb, and Tobias, that had consumed my attention, and all the while Nick had waited for me to notice him.My Nick.“I missed you, too.”
He leaned forward, lowered his head, and kissed me. Warmth spread out from my mouth. I closed my eyes, relishing the quiet carefulness. He deepened the kiss as he pushed me back against the pillows, and I was reminded of how it was with them.
Each of them demanding, in their own perfect ways.
My body and my heart.
I slid my arms around his waist as he rose above me on the bed. “Are you still sore?” I asked as I brushed my hand across the bandage.
“No, Ryth,” he murmured.
A drop of water dripped from his hair to plop on my cheek before he dipped low, slid his hand over my thigh to burrow under his t-shirt, and push it higher. I was bare underneath, shivering as he palmed my breast and dragged his thumb across my nipple.
“Fuck, I missed you,” he murmured, lowering his head.
His tongue danced around my nipple, over and over again, until I shivered. Even in my pain, Nick found me, the only way he knew how. He sucked gently, drawing me deeper into his mouth as that ravenous stare pinned me to the bed.
But it didn’t need to—I let out a moan, my back arching, driving my nipple deeper into his mouth—because I wasn’t going anywhere.
“Missed you so fucking much.” His husky words sank into me as he moved lower. “How about I show you just how much?”
I watched him as he sank lower, kissing my stomach and my hips. Freezing when he reached the tattoo, then grazing his lips across the raised red flesh. “Ours,” he whispered, meeting my gaze. “Always ours, princess.”
He sank further, sliding his hand under the back of my thigh to lift my leg.
There was no stopping Nick, no taking control.
He was the rush of the tide, coming, claiming, no matter what.
I could only let him happen.
He widened my legs, then moved in to lick, finding the part of me that pulsed, and drew it into his mouth.
“Oh, God,” I moaned. “Oh, Nick.”
“Mhmm?” He didn’t stop, just kept dipping, caressing, parting my body to claim me with his mouth.
The rush was instant, like lightning tearing through me. My body wasn’t mine when Nick was in control. No, every cell, every quiver…every climax belonged to him.
