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He probably does want a shower and a change of clothes.
I’m not a monster.
He thoroughly washed the blood off his hands while Mag and I were showering, but I can understand he wants to burn off some of his energy and get clean.
“I’ll survive an hour or two without you, as long as you don’t leave the house,” I say, grabbing a handful of his shirt to pull him closer.
My lips push to his, and I smile as I’m engulfed in his fluffy beard. He manages to grin into the kiss, and it’s just a very sweet moment. My stomach flutters with those monster-sized butterflies.
Well, damn.
I don’t think I can deny it anymore.
I’m falling in love with Hawk.
Yeah, it’s fast.
The thing is, with a bond, I canfeelhis emotions toward me, and it makes everything way more intense.
Plus, he’s just really easy to trust.
He nips at my lower lip and pulls back.
My silly heart races as he climbs off the mattress. It’s tempting to go with him, but I’m allergic to the gym, so it’s probably best I stay here and snuggle with Magnum.
Speaking of Mag, he’s softly snoring on the other side of the bed.
It’s been a long day, and that’s on top of the wholehealingfrom a gunshot wound thing. I roll over toward him, snuggling up to his back. It’s kinda funny that he’s my little spoon, but I breathe in his lemon and honey scent and try to will my mind to relax.
“Mmm, you gonna come all over my hand, princess?” Magnum asks, nipping at my ear.
My eyelids flutter as the most incredible dream slips away. I’m soaked with sweat, which can’t be sexy, but Mag has his fingers buried in my pussy. I’m also on my side, facing the opposite direction I was when I fell asleep.
My clit throbs, and I grind back into him. Except my brain finally turns on, and I gasp. “Holy shit. You’re not supposed to lie on your arm.”
“It kinda sucks, but I’m dealing with it.” He stretches his fingers and applies firmer pressure to my swollen nub. “Looking on the bright side, I’ll probably be ambidextrous before my gunshot wound heals.” He chuckles, and his warm breath fans over my neck. “You were dry humping me in your sleep, which was a whole new experience, since I was your little spoon. I wanted to see if I could make you come without waking you up, but apparently, I’m not as talented with my non-dominant hand.”
I clench around him, focusing on the stretch. “That’s really hot, and I have no idea why.”
He scratches his teeth over my neck, licking Moretti’s bondmark. It sends a pulse through the bond that echoes in my clit, and I almost come. “It’s the danger of knowing I could do anything I wanted to you while still being safe enough because I would never hurt you.”
Oh fuck me, that is hot.
The idea of him edging up to the line, but not actually crossing into anything I’d be uncomfortable with is strangely arousing, and I have no idea why.
I’d be okay with a lot of leeway as long as he stayed away from my ass. I eventually want to work up to trying anal, but I’ll never be down with anyone touching my asshole while I’m asleep.
I guess I found my first hard limit.
Magnum pulls his fingers from my core, and I whine.
Why?
I wanted to come.
“Don’t worry, princess,” Mag says. “I’m going to roll over onto my back, and you’re going to climb onto my cock.”
“Okay,” I agree, nodding.
