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Seed spurting from his cock, he covered both of our stomachs in his essence. His heavenly moan became my undoing as he tightened around me, my hold on my self-restraint vanishing completely as I filled his ass with everything I had.
“Mmm… Matt…” Lev panted, his sweat-laden body slackening against me as he sank into the mattress.
Groaning, I slowed my thrusts, memorizing his face frozen in pleasure as I rode my high to its completion. Pulling out of him, my inhales were shaky as I stroked my thumbs against his hipbones. Once my breathing was steady, I quickly slipped from the bed and headed into the bathroom.
I returned with ointment and a damp towel, gliding it over his stomach before tending to mine. Shifting his leg to the side, I carefully cleaned my mess from his ass, and I winced at the detriment I’d caused him.
“Fuck… I’m sorry.”
“Hm?” His half-asleep reply brought a soft smile to my lips. “Come… Come back… Snuggle…”
Tossing the dirty fabric into the laundry basket, I lathered a generous amount of cream over his entrance before replacing the cap and setting it on my nightstand. Lying beside him, I hauled my little fox against my chest, enjoying the heat of his body pressed against mine.
“Lev?”
Lazily stroking his fingers through my chest hair, a soft huff of air was his answer. “Mmm?”
“You… You called me your raven,yours.”
He nodded, nuzzling himself closer. “Mhm… Meant it. You… and me… I want it… I think I want it forever.”
Canine sinking into my lower lip to keep my smile from spreading, I traced light patterns against his arm with my nails. “Perfect. You and me, little fox.”
Tucking himself as tight as he could, the question came from him so soft, so innocent, that it ignited that desire within me to keep him safe tenfold. “S-So… Does that mean… you will be mine? My boyfriend, I-I mean…”
Boyfriend.
I’d never maintained a relationship in my life, but for him? For him, I wanted to try. No… I wanted… wanted it to last.
“Yes, Lev. I want you to be my boyfriend, too.”
A happy hum-filled giggle rolled from him. “Okay… Good. I don’t want you to leave… Please. Don’t leave.”
Swallowing, I wasn’t sure it was a promise I could rightfully fulfill. While I was relocated to the States, there was no telling when orifI would need to be deployed back overseas.
As if he could read my thoughts, Lev spoke again, the exhaustion deepening his voice. “Quit… Leave the military… You’ve served your time, and after what happened… you shouldn’t be there anyway… Besides… I can take care of you. I want to take care of you…”
I had served over ten years, and with Thorne no longer active, it left me alone on deployments. Levander was right. My service was at its end, and retirement sounded lovely. Being a Mafia housewife?
Now that sounded interesting.
Pressing a kiss to his forehead, I dipped my chin. “Alright. I’ll leave.”
He lifted his head, and he turned to look at me through a groggy mist. “Wait… The military? Really?”
“Mhm. Anything for you,” I whispered, brushing back strands of red. “Now get some sleep, okay?”
His half-hearted smile evoked an emotion I couldn’t quite label, and the utterance that followed had my heart fluttering. “Thank you… For staying…”
Settling himself back against my chest, he curled in even tighter, and it only took a couple minutes before his breaths softened. Closing my eyes, it wasn’t long before his rhythmic inhales lulled me to sleep, and there wasn’t a place I’d rather be.
God, Thorne was going to give me so much shit foractuallylistening to him, and just this once, I’d tell him he was right.
CHAPTER THIRTY
LIAM
With my crutches tucked under my arms, I made my way down the hall, the smell of bacon greeting me. Everything in me prayed that Simon hadn’t burnt it, or even worse, started a grease fire.
