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He huffs out a breath, backs up a few steps, and, still not making eye contact, offers me his hand.

No, this won’t do.

“Oh!” I say, in the worst fake pain sound.

“What?” His head snaps around. “Has something hurt you, my lady?”

“I stubbed my toe,” I say. How does he not see through this nonsense? Even Eiden would not fall for this terrible acting.

“Goodness!” He strides for me in a rush, scooping me up and wading out before setting me down on the grassy bank. “Let me see.”

He tumbles me onto my back and inspects my toes for damage.

He frowns. “Which foot was it?” he asks, getting a little lost as he stares into my eyes.

“I think it was the other one,” I say breathlessly.

He lifts the other foot and then stops abruptly. “Think? No toes appear to be damaged, my lady.”

I shrug. “You were not looking at me.”

He huffs out a breath and returns my foot to the ground carefully. But I can see he is also trying not to smile while pointedly not looking at me again. “Nox is going to beat me bloody for putting my hands on you.”

“No, he won’t,” I whisper. “He would not even mind if you were to kiss me.”

“You’re a test.”

“I know.”

He groans and glances at me again.

I thought Eiden was sweet. But Gideon might be sweeter… I glance down and swallow… even if he is wielding something that is not entirely human between his legs.

Gideon

I’m on my knees with a dripping-wet goddess spread out on the grassy bank before me.

She just played me.

I’m not even mad about it.

Seven’s sisters are a law unto themselves. They have been trying to match-make me for years. It never ended well. I worked hard to be courteous to my lovers. To spoil their pussies with attention even before we got to the mounting part… and that’s where the wheels came off.

Some gave me a flat no.

Some ventured to try.

None of them came close to being as pretty or lovely as Fawn.

Not one of them looked at my dick and licked their lips… as Fawn just did.

Her little pussy hole looks tiny. I’ve been trying not to look at it. Now it’s right in front of me, I cannot look away. If someone had just hit me up the side of the head with a plank of wood, I could not be in a greater state of mental disarray. I stare down at the perfect pink slit, parted oh-so-slightly enough for me to see her slick hole and the bud of her clit.

My mouth is watering. My dick is spitting lubricant that will not hurt even though she is dripping slick onto the woodland floor.

I blame her pussy trance for not being adequately prepared when she hooks her ankles around my ass and tugs. I fall forward. My hands plant against the ground beside her head as my dick slides up against her entrance and lodges there.

Fuck!