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"Don't stop, please." Gunnar grabbed my shoulder and pulled me closer to his thigh. I lifted his leg onto my side, spreading him wide and giving me better access to his balls. I played with them while I continued to feast on his ass.
Gunnar whined like it wasn't enough. He needed my hand on his cock, but I wasn't ready to let him go just yet. I tugged on his balls. At the same time, I twisted my fingers into the spongy tissue of his prostate. He bucked against me and cried, "Fuck, Sebastian, please!"
I released his balls and let my hand drift further between his legs. I palmed his thick cock, and that was all it took for him to let go with a shout. Cum spurted over my hand as his channel squeezed my fingers and tongue. I continued to lick and suck until he pushed at my shoulder. "That's too much. You're going to kill me!"
I released him and brought my cum-soaked hand to my mouth, licking my palm and fingers clean. Even his cum tasted sweet.
I couldn't survive on Gunnar alone. It was a good thing Bettina had already texted to say breakfast would be ready at seven. "Are you hungry?" I asked.
"Are you offering?" He looked over his shoulder with so much unbridled lust, I didn't know how to respond. My phone pinged with a notification, rousing me from my stupor.
"Breakfast is ready. Bacon, eggs, and waffles for two."
I showed him my message screen. "We'll need to be on our best behavior for Bettina," I warned.
She was a former school headmistress, and she still carried a ruler in her apron pocket. She'd never once taken it out in my presence, but it reminded me she could use it to slap my knuckles at any moment. Either that or she used it to measure twice, cut once while making small kitchen repairs.
Gunnar hopped out of bed, naked and unbothered by the cold, though each exhale was a puff of white.
"You lied to me."
"Huh?" His gaze flicked to mine, his eyes wide.
"You weren't cold last night."
His cheeks darkened with another pretty blush. "Maybe not cold, per se. My wolf woke me up and demanded to sleep with you."
Finally, we'd reached the discussion we needed to have. "My wolf wants me to bite and claim you, just as you asked."
Instead of answering, he went to the dresser I'd packed with the contents of his shopping bags. He removed the items with care, as though he worried they might turn into snakes and bite him. He pulled on his underwear and socks with the same caution.
"We don't have to go along with what they want," he whispered. "You deserve someone?—"
"Gunnar," I cut him off.
He glanced up at me, and then at the jeans still folded in his lap.
"Don't tell me what I deserve. It's all I've heard my entire life, both good and bad. My dad thought I deserved cancer instead of my mom. My teachers allthought I deserved the best grades according to my last name and regardless of my ability. Mom was the only one who thought I deserved happiness."
I closed my eyes against the sting her memory still invoked. I could hear her voice in my head, even now."Above all else, be happy. Only you know what that means and how it looks. Don't let anyone else steal your happiness away with their own misguided versions."
"You deserve happiness with someone worthy of you."
My head swam when I sat up, but it didn't stop me. I moved without thinking until I sat beside him, my knee pressed against his, my body turned slightly so I could study his face. "My wolf and I agree." I cupped my hand over his. "It's you."
He met my gaze, and this time it held, though his open disbelief made me question our choices. "You and your wolf are fucking crazy."
CHAPTER 12
GUNNAR
I hadn't expectedthe morning to go downhill so quickly after leaving our room. To be fair, it started pretty fucking awesome. Waking Sebastian with a blowjob had been my wolf's idea. His motto was somewhere between You Only Live Once and Love the One You're With. So far, surrendering to his whims delivered pleasant outcomes, but it couldn't last. Sebastian was too far out of my league. Besides, everyone eventually left me. It was inevitable.
Within seconds of sitting down to eat, my physical health outweighed my mental problems. I squirmed in my seat. Only the cool splash of orange juice on my tongue gave me any relief from the heat spreading through my body. Worse, my ass crack was wet, and while some of it was sweat, that wasn't all. My asshole felt squishy.
I'd had pin worms once, thanks to my foster home's unsanitary conditions. It was the most disgusting thing that had ever happened to me. Afterward, I preparedmy own food and cleaned every kitchen surface before and after each meal. If that fucking cruise ship gave me pin worms, I would sue Sebastian for every penny he had, mate or not.
Bettina caught me glaring at him and gave me a cold stare. The woman had ice blue eyes and blond hair parted down the middle and pulled back into a severe knot at the base of her neck. Dressed in a light gray cardigan over a white turtleneck and a long dark gray skirt over knitted tights, she looked every bit the schoolteacher Sebastian said she was. I averted my eyes to my plate, lest her wooden ruler make an appearance.
