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When it was just Kiana and me on the road, I pulled her close and kissed her. She melted against me for a moment before she pushed away. “I smell disgusting,” she announced. “I need a shower
before you even think of cuddling.”
“You’re beautiful.”
“Sometimes I’m pretty sure I still smell of Morven’s blood.”
“You do, and it’s wonderful.”
Rolling her eyes, she climbed into the car, and I couldn’t help but grin. Despite everything that had happened in the past few weeks, I was still in awe of my mate. She could have killed Morven. That
in itself was amazing. I could still remember when she was showing me her neck and whimpering submissively. She could have slaughtered Morven, and in the end, she’d understood the politics of a pack enough to let another end him.
She was truly the only woman I wanted by my side.
It was a two-hour drive back to London’s keep. Cruz, his second, showed us to our rooms. He’d set
up separate ones for Kiana and me, but he hadn’t counted on Janelle and Cindy. It was easy
enough to give Janelle and Cindy Kiana’s room. She was bunking with me, no matter what.
She headed straight for the shower, and I stood in the middle of the room, reminding myself to
give her space, until I heard her call my name. I’d never shed clothes faster. Jerking back the
curtain, water sprayed in my face as I hauled her into my arms and pressed her against the tile.
Only then did I stop, chest heaving, and stare up at her. “This isn’t what you wanted.”
Her laugh was low, breathless, and her fingers slid lazily through my damp hair. “No. It wasn’t what
I wanted… but now that we’re here, I’m not about to complain.”
I dragged my mouth along her throat, tasting her skin, licking the beads of water clinging to her, then let my teeth graze over the delicate spot where her pulse pounded. She gasped, body arching into mine, and I eased her back down onto the slick tiles.
“You want a bed,” I murmured against her skin, voice, rough, “where I can fuck you slow, deep, and all damn night without stopping.”
Her answering moan vibrated against my lips. “I do want that… and I want sleep too. But your friend here–” her hand slid down, closing around my c**k “-he’s not giving me much of a choice and now I’m all hot and bothered.”
The jolt of her touch nearly undid me. I shuddered, forehead pressing hard against hers as my
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hand framed the side of her face. “Plus, it looks like you’re the one in need of a helping hand, Alpha. “My c**k throbbed in her grasp, swollen and aching for her.
“Kiana, you’re going to drive me insane,” I groaned, catching her mouth in a bruising kiss. “Do you know how fucking incredible you were?”
“Since I did nothing amazing on the boat except shiver and try to climb the walls, I’m guessing you’re talking about the night before we left.” She pressed her lips against my chest. “I would have lost without you.”
“That’s not…”
“Don’t deny it, Troy. I had plenty of rage, and he was slower, but it still wasn’t enough. You fed me power through the bond, and that’s how I did it. Don’t get me wrong, I loved the outcome, but we did it. Not just me.”
“When are you going to see yourself as I see you, Kiana?” I sighed.
“If I saw myself as others did, I wouldn’t have made it long.” She released my c**k just long enough to climb me, her thighs gripping my waist, nails biting into my shoulders. Her breath came out ragged, desperate. “Fuck me, Troy. Hard and quick. I need to come.”
She didn’t have to say it twice her demand ripped through me, and I answered it with everything I had. Driving into her, I sank deep, and her moan ricocheted off the shower walls, broken and needy. The sound alone nearly made me lose it.
There’d been no privacy on the ship, not even a moment to touch myself, but truthfully, I hadn’t wanted to. My body only craved her. Even at my lowest, I’d carried the ache of needing her in my arms, buried deep inside her where I belonged.
“Every night that we’re here, I’m going to be inside you,” I growled against her neck as I thrust, my c**k pounding into her slick heat. “And in the daylight, I’ll drag you somewhere dark-some shadowed corner-just to spread you open and fuck you with my fingers until you’re trembling, until you want to scream but can’t.”
“Goddess, Troy,” she gasped, back arching, her t**s pressing to my chest as her nails raked my skin. “Fuck, you’re hard.”
I’d give her slow and romantic later. I’d give her hot and sweaty later. I’d give her dirty and unhinged later. But right now, we both just needed release. When her walls clenched around me and her body shivered in bliss, I let go and spilled into her, my own climax crashing hard.
I eased her down carefully, unwilling to let the moment slip, but I didn’t let her draw away from me. To my surprise, her arms slid around me, holding me close. Was she actually going to cuddle with
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“I know what you’re thinking, and don’t,” she muttered against my chest, her voice low and shaky.” I’m just… getting my land legs back. Needed something solid to hold onto.”
“I understand,” I said gravely, my lips twitching.
Her head jerked back slightly. “Are you making fun of me?”
“I would never, love.” I murmured, brushing my lips over her wet temple. “Keep hanging on, baby. I’ll take care of you. I’ll get you nice and clean, and when I’m done-” my voice dropped to a growl”— I’m going to make you come on my tongue.”
Her body shuddered, a tremor rippling through her as if her core already knew what was coming. “I
don’t know if there’s going to be enough hot water for that,” she whispered, breath catching.
“I’m not worried.” My hand slid down, cupping the heat between her thighs. “I can create enough
heat for both of us.”
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