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Still inside her, I rolled her with me onto my side, wrapping my arms around her. I was so fucking satisfied, completely content and happy, it should have startled me. It was a new emotion for me. I always wanted more, always something to do, always moving.
It was painful to compare what I thought I’d felt for Amara to this. How much of my life I wasted, how superficial and toxic it had been. Though I guess going through it not only led me here, back to Katrina, it made me appreciate this so much more.
“Kitten,” I muttered against her ear, kissing her neck.
“Do not think I haven’t forgotten you lost my boots.” She curved her head back to me. “You haven’t made up for that.”
“Oh? That wasn’t enough?”
“Not even close.” Her brow arched up. A challenge.
“Guess I should start working on that then.” I nipped at her shoulder, my hands sliding down her figure, knowing where she was ticklish.
“No, stop!” She laughed, kicking her legs into me, trying to shake off my attack. I rolled over on her, pinning her to the mattress, floored by how ready I was to sink into her again.
I had an addictive personality, and Katrina Roth was going to be an uncontrollable obsession. One I would never recover from. And I didn’t want to.
“Hey!” A pounding shook the door. “Can you two stop fuckin’ for a moment?” Scot’s voice boomed through the door. “We got shit to deal with.”
Sighing, I let my head drop into her. Unfortunately, we did. Our secluded little moment was over. It was time to deal with reality.
And reality was a stone-cold bitch.
The sun was heading for the horizon, glowing off the steady line of trees and grass on either side of the riverbank as Kat and I stepped on the deck. My hand clasped around Kat’s, and the late summer breeze tangling our wet hair. The shower was shit, but it was enough to clean off the sweat, blood, and cum.
I had slept over twelve hours, my body needing to heal, though the ache in my leg was still there, the wound taking slower than the rest to heal up. I was famished, but sleep and fucking Kat had me feeling even better than normal. No doubt it was all her who had me feeling like a rockstar, not the sleep.
“Captain.” Zidane dipped his head when we approached, his brow lifting between us. “Looks like you are feeling better.”
“Much.” I clasped his hand in our shake, able to fully greet him. “Though I wouldn’t turn down your jerk chicken or oxtail stew.”
“How about pancakes? If any are left.” Zid’s expression flatlined.
“Let me guess.” I chuckled.
“You tried to poison me.” Sprig’s voice came from behind, climbing up my leg to my shoulder, pointing at Zid. “Attempted assassination of the Monkey God King!”
“You were the one who ate all the cocoa powder,” Zid clipped back.
“Good thing, it was clearly about to go bad,” Sprig huffed, settling against my neck.
“It’scocoapowder, not chocolate.”
“Well, yourcocoapowder was bitter and going bad.”
Zidane inhaled, pointing at the monkey. “That thing is a scalawag.”
“And how dare you speak to me without addressing me by my proper title. Do you not know who I am?”
“Oh gods.” Katrina palmed her face, holding back a laugh.
“See, she knows who she’s in the presence of.” Sprig motioned to Kat.
“Sprig, shut up.” I wagged my head, heading to where I spotted Scot, Vane, Corb, Cooper, and Tsai on the deck, my heart surging with emotion at seeing them.
“Boy, even my deaf ears could hear you two.” Tsai clicked her tongue, walking right up to me. The few teeth she had left peeked through her lips, a coy smile hinting. “But the magic between the pair of you. Thinking we officially have another captain on our ship?”
Heat slid up my neck, my gaze darting to Katrina for a moment. “Nothing’s been discussed.”
