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I’d wanted to share that with Sagan, show her I cared for her like Dad had Mom. So why did it piss her off sometimes?

I wasn’t sure, but she enjoyed it, so I still did it.

Once we were clean and I’d finished her with my fingers and she’d jerked me off, I carried her to the bed. Her legs were spreadwhen she landed after I dropped her. She gave me a look of retribution, but I just chuckled.

Yeah, please, bring it on, but I was also more focused on her wet pussy.

And not just from the shower.

I knelt on the bed and hooked my arm under her knee, freezing when she snorted. I glanced at her and frowned when she rolled her eyes. “What?”

“Don’t bother with that now.”

I couldn’t hide my confusion. “What?”

She went to pull her leg away and sighed when I held her there. “You haven’t eaten me out when we’re notdrugged. Like, whatever, don’t bother. I get it.”

I felt small. Like really fucking small and a complete asshole. “I didn’t realize.” I mentally winced when she snorted. Yeah, that wasn’t better. “I want to.”

“Sure you do,” she drawled and tried to pull her leg away again.

I probably deserved her attitude and there was no way to convince her except by putting my mouth where it should have been all along. On her pussy. So I did. Repeatedly.

And from what I could tell, she didn’t have any complaints. Only that I was stupid and hadn’t done it sooner.

The sex was better. She was definitely more into it, but she still kept her eyes mostly closed and I could have been anyone. She wouldn’t focus on me, and while it felt good physically, it wasn’t anything like before.

“What can I do so you’ll stay over?” I asked when we were done and she was dressing. I hadn’t meant to say anything and swallowed loudly at how pathetic I probably sounded.

She didn’t even slow down or really react. “I doubt you have a time machine.” That was it. That was all she said.

Then I was just staring at my closed door, sitting in the empty guest room that still smelled like sex and her.

Don’t start.

I had the mental image of my dragon in third form holding his hands up in surrender but also giving me a look that I knew I deserved it. Yeah, probably, but no one likes to hear that.

The next morning, it seemed that Onyx had had enough of Sagan coming to my room because he cornered me after the updates run. I waspissedthat he could drag me off and that made everything so much worse.

I was pissed about a lot, and some of it was completely my own fault, but Onyx’s bullshit? Nawwww, that wasn’t on me.

“You need to stay away from her,” he chuffed, shoving me against the wall when I went to leave. “Listen, asshole. Something happened and she’s—you cannot be so selfish to not see it.”

“I’m not blind,” I bit out. “But you’re way over the line. You’re not even dating her any more than anyone else here.”

He gave me a look of disappointment. “This isn’t my jealousy. I fully acknowledged that I am, but that’s not why I’m talking to you and risking her wrath, you fucking moron!” He growled when I rolled my eyes. “You’re not helping her! You have no future, and you’re a distraction from—”

“Yeah, apparently one she likes because she keeps coming back every night,” I interrupted.

The punch came faster than I could track and I’d been decked a lot by my uncle. Onyx was pretty fucking powerful and that annoyed me since I was supposed to be Alpha.

“You just ruined your chance if I tell her you did that,” I mocked.

He snorted. “Do you even like her?” He studied me when I froze. “You don’t seem to know her at all. You think that wouldlose me points withSaganbecause you talked about bedding her as a jab?”

Shit, he was totally right.

“She’s going through something serious and you’re not helping. You’re being selfish.” He bared his teeth and got in my face when I didn’t say anything. “So focus on whatever you guys are doing to take down your uncle and leave her alone in ways that can hurt her. She’s been hurt enough, you piece of shit.”