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“Where’d you come from?” he mutters almost incoherently. “Mix up my world, set it on fire. Now everything burns blue.”

I moan and thrust back against him, gripping the hand that’s gripping my breast. Holding his hand seems somehow intimate, especially with the way he’s still squeezing my flesh, the rough flesh of his palm grazing my oversensitive nipples.

“I can’t be without you. I tried. You’re it for me.”

“Bailey!”

He keeps up the reckless pace, sending me crashing into a supernova of an explosion. I pant as he finishes up and goes still.

“Was that-”

“Perfect. It was perfect,” I pant.

Bailey nuzzles my neck and carefully pulls out of me. Everything is still pitch black. I can’t see anything. All my senses are on the alpha behind me and the hot heat of his body. His hands leave my body, leaving me bereft.

“That was so much fun!” I turn back, but he’s gone. Instead, down the end of the hallway is Edric. He’s leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed, just watching me in the tiniest pool of light.

He crooks a finger.

I almost refuse to go, but, in the end, I walk up the hallway towards him, drawn by the way he’s looking at me.

He takes my wrist and takes me to my bedroom and carefully maneuvers me onto the bed. I watch him as he disappears and returns with a cloth. He is so careful but meticulous about cleaning me, his light touch on my thighs. But then he sets it aside and sits on the bed and just looks at me.

For a long time, he just stares. The tension grows until I feel like I might scream. He leans forward and drags his fingertips down from my shoulders to my hip.

My skin breaks out in goosebumps, but there’s something about his silence and the methodical, patient way he’s touching me that has me willing to beg him.

Almost.

“Have you ever heard of forced orgasms?”

It takes me a second to register the words because I’m so focused on the way his thumb is stroking circles on my hip bone.

My eyes widen. “I have, but-”

“I want this to be a night you remember forever, and this is my fantasy.” He grins. “Since we’re playing that game. Having you at my mercy. Do you give me your consent, Selene? Let me give you pleasure.”

“I, yes,” I say before I can stop and think about it.

He moves so quick that a small scream is torn from me. I’m twisted and manipulated, and, suddenly, with no warning at all, my hands are tied and secured above my head, and a blindfold is put over my eyes.

I bite my lower lip, smiling. “Somehow, this is totally you, Edric.”

“I have been dying to get you here for far too long,” he growls.

I gasp as his fingers splay over my rib cage. It feels so good. I squeeze my thighs together, but he pushes them apart. Gently, not with force, but not allowing me to hide.

“I just want a little taste.”

He shifts, his hands encircling my ankles. I shudder, and my pussy flutters.

“Oh, look at that. If I drown, tell everyone I died a happy alpha.”

His fingers slide up over my knees, leaving me moaning, and then up the inside of my thighs. He passes over a spot that sends a direct pull straight into my womb, causing my abdomen to tense.

“Hmm, we’ll be investigating that spot later.”

I’m liquid. I’m dead. How can I survive this alpha and the way he unravels me?