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“You mean it?” she whispered.
“I’d be a fool if I didn’t,” he said, stroking his hands up and down her back.
“Feels good,” she mumbled, snuggling her cheek against him.
Talon reached out and flipped the blanket over them. “Sleep, princess,” he whispered into her hair.
“I really like that name,” she breathed on a sigh. And fell asleep.
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Jenna
When I woke up, sleep melting away like mist that scatters in moonlight, I knew two things.
One, I was not in my bed.
Two, I was wrapped up safe and tight.
And the third thing that I tried to ignore but couldn’t was that I loved the feeling. Loved it so much I wanted to make a blanket out of it so that I could pull it out on lonely, rainy days and remind myself of how gorgeous a feeling it was.
“You’re awake,” Talon’s voice rumbled in my ear.
“Yeah,” I said.
And when Talon rolled me to my back and pressed into my side, from knee to my shoulder, I was aware of the fourth thing.
Talon wasveryhappy to have me in his bed.
“Is it morning?” I asked. Ambient light came from the bathroom door, but with the blackout curtains on the window, I had no idea how much time had passed.
“You only slept a couple hours,” Talon answered, his nose against my neck.
“Feels longer,” I said, stretching and then rolling my body toward his, one arm going around his back, the other hand to his hair.
He closed his eyes, “Feels good, you like this.”
“It does,” I agreed. I felt the thick length of him against my thigh, his jeans doing nothing to hide what he had for me.
“Gotta say, princess,” Talon said, opening his eyes, the blue the color of an ocean storm, “You can feel how much I want this. But I can give you time if that’s what you need.”
I stroked my fingers through the stubble of his cheeks and into his goatee, the sound that rumbled from him like a big cat purring.
“I think what I need is you,” I whispered.
That was all the open Talon needed.
And if our last kiss had been all consuming passion, fueled by lust, this one was slow, tender, thoughtful, an exploration more than a conquering.
His lips teased against mine, barely open, so that I could feel the shadow of his breath, his whiskers tickling my face.
The he licked, and I nipped, his hand skating from my hip to my breast, where he thumbed my nipple through my tee and bra.
I wrapped my leg around his, pulling his thigh where I needed it, the friction delicious but not enough.
“More,” I whispered into his mouth.
Talon backed off and reached, tugging his tee over his shoulders. It hit the floor, and then his hands were at his belt, the clank of the buckle telling me he was making quick work of it.
