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“If that’s your idea of foreplay, we are going to have words.” She turned her back, and he hissed again, taking the knife and picking out the stitches. He withdrew them and wrapped an arm around her waist again, cupping her breast and pulling her toward him.
She tried to keep a straight face, but she shifted her thighs and saw that Owen was watching with a smirk. Armand eased the strap away from her wound.
“Is that necessary?”
“Don’t argue with your healer.” He squeezed her breast, and she exhaled. His tongue swirled around the outer edges of the exit wound and moved inward.
“Perv.”
She felt him smile against her back. He squeezed her breast again, and she smacked his hand. His free hand crept up and grabbed her hair again. He squeezed her breast and tugged her hair at the same time. The deep throb made her think of her body as a traitor.
Renner had to admit he could do more than one thing at a time. That wasn’t a bad thing.
A few more minutes of slow tonguing, and Armand pulled back. “All done.”
She muttered in a husky voice, “Great. Let go.”
He let go of her hair and slowly caressed her breast before patting her nipple through her bra and trailing his hand down her belly.
She slid the strap back into place and wrestled her dress back into position. Armand was still on his knees. “Ah, ah. You didn’t look at my handiwork.”
“I can feel it. It’s fine. Thank you.”
He got to his feet and eased her dress off her shoulders. “Look.”
“Bossy boots.” She looked at the wound, and it wasn’t there. “But you do good work.”
He beamed. “Thanks, so can I take you out on a date?”
She looked at the others, and Thanatos smiled. “We decided that taking you on dates individually is probably a better idea than locking you in a house and trying to get you naked. I have already sort of had my date. I look forward to many more in the future.”
Armand dusted his knees and picked up Princess. “So, what time can I pick you up tomorrow? What I have in mind will be a daylight event.”
She cocked her head. “What should I wear?”
“Jeans. Dear god, wear jeans and a T-shirt.” He grinned. “Running shoes though.”
“Uh-huh. I am not going to guess. It’s lucky for you guys that my boss is on vacation.” She looked at Armand. “I am guessing that you want me to appear in girly form?”
“Yes, please.” He stroked Princess and scratched her under the chin.
She looked over to Owen and Mateo. “And you?”
They chuckled together, which was eerie. Mateo smiled. “I will pick you up Wednesday night at eight. We will meet Owen at theNightstarand have an evening date.”
Owen smiled. “I have to ask, why the insistence on tattoos?”
“I have no idea. I don’t have a beast, so I don’t understand the compulsion, but it’s definitely there.” She ran her hands over her hair. “My body has never been this fussy before.”
Owen asked, “What do you do for heats?”
“Oh.” She changed into her Albert shape. “The effort to maintain this causes everything to halt in its tracks. Getting shot worked as well.” She returned to her normal appearance. “What do you do for heats, Owen?”
Owen grinned. “Mateo.”
Mateo stroked his omega’s shoulder and chuckled.
“Right. Well, sex just makes it worse for me.”
