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“I don’t know,” he finally said.

“How can we sleep in the same bed after… you know?”

He dried his hands before he swept his thumb over her cheek. Touching this gorgeous Greek goddess like she was his to touch used to calm the storm raging inside of him. While brushing his thumb over her skin, he could play pretend that Amara Doukas was his to comfort. That she was his to look after.

His to love.

He quickly dropped his hand. “It was just a taste. Nothing more—”

“Nothing less,” she said with a brutal glare that tightened his chest.

“Amara… you know I’m not good at relationships.”

“Have you ever tried?”

His lips pulled up in a smirk. “Tried? Yes. Failed? Every fucking time.”

“I don’t know what to say, honestly. It’s like your mind is dead set on keeping me at a distance, but your body language… your eyes… they tell an entire different story.”

“That’s because the heart is a stupid organ. It brings out the worst in people.”

Her all knowing eyes saw right through him. “The worst in your parents, you mean.”

Wolf didn’t like talking about his parents. He’d been happy when his old man retired from the club and took his main squeeze with him to Colorado. At least now his mom didn’t have to run into them.

“That train wreck of a marriage had nothing to do with love, sweets.”

“Don’t call me that. I may have let you lick me but I’m not one ofthem.”

His nostrils flared as he could still taste her on his tongue. He’d cleaned his face, but he hadn’t brushed his teeth. Wolf wanted that tangy taste of her ripe peach on his tongue as long as possible.

If it were up to him, he would throw her on his bed for another round. He would love watching her squirm, begging him for a release.

Amara’s eyes grew big as she followed his hand that rearranged his erection behind his zipper. Amara should never play poker, as he’d read her mind easily.

“We can’t do this, Princes. I already fucked up by licking your sweet cunt.”

Talking about what he’d done just moments ago didn’t help their predicament as Amara brought a hand to her throat, her chest heaving as her lusty eyes locked on his.

Amara let go of her throat and fisted her hair.

“Argh! You’ll have to stop talking like that. You cannot say that shit while I’m still so horny.”

Wolf advanced on her, loving how she wasn’t afraid of him as he grabbed her throat and pushed her back against the cool bathroom tiles.

“I can’t fuck you, Princess. Your brothers are my best friends. They know everything there is to know about me. They would kill me.”

“But what doyouwant?” she whispered.

“It’s not about what I want.”

“Why not?” her eyes watched him closely.

“Because I’ve been trained to ignore what I want ever since your father ordered me to watch over your fine ass. Your old man thought I would look after you like one of your brothers, but he couldn’t have been more wrong.”

“Wolf…”

“You’re my best friends’ little sister. Over the past few years I saw you grow up into this gorgeous girl—this woman—that I crave with every pour of my body and soul, but simply cannot have.”

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