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Chapter Thirty-Two

Eiden

Ibury my face against her throat. My cock, which I have had under fierce control, begins to kick with interest. “Where did you hear this?” I ask, hedging for some breathing space.

“Nox threatened to punish you that way when we were in the Royal Woodland.”

She is naturally curious, and we should probably have realized she would latch onto the tone in his voice when he said it. “It’s what Nox does to me. Not letting me come to torment me.”

“Do you like to?”

“No…” I sigh heavily and lift my head to look her in the eyes. “Fine… Maybe.”

Her eyes shine with mischief. “Your cock got hard when I asked about it, so I think you like it well. Will he do that to me?”

“Gods, no… Nox is intense.” It’s not like he asks me.

“What else does he do?”

“Anything he chooses. Everything I think I don’t want but secretly crave. Sometimes, he takes me while I’m sleeping, and I wake up, and he’s just?—”

I snap my mouth shut.

Her eyes darken as they search mine. “Touching you? Inside you?”

“Yes, both.” My heart is pounding, and my dick is hard and leaking all over her beautiful new nest. Nox is a force of nature. I don’t think I’m qualified for this conversation.

She bites on her lower lip. “Will you do that to me?”

I swallow heavily. Denial is on the tip of my tongue. “You want me to fuck you while you sleep?”

She nods.

Sweat pops the length of my spine. “I haven’t fucked you at all yet. What about your rule with Wolf?” I’m hedging again because Fawn is diving straight into the deep end. I’m ready to combust.

Her pert little nose lifts. “We are long past that now. I want to fall asleep and wake me up when you’re inside me. It sounds so…”

Her tongue darts out to lick her lip like she is tasting the idea.

“Fawn, are you trying to kill me?” Nox has made enough disparaging comments regarding my lack of restraint when it comes to coming, all of which are true. Not spewing my seed all over the damn nest takes a heroic effort.

“You want to do it,” she goads. Damn, where did our good girl go? Where did this temptress come from?

“Yes. Gods. I really want to. But I’m not usually the instigator of these things. I’m not like my stag. I don’t want to fuck up… Excuse the pun.”

She giggles and leans in close, her mouth next to my ear. “My doe is a hussy,” she whispers. “According to Wolf, my doe is also me, the uninhibited side of me.” Her lips feather against the shell of my ear, making me shiver. “Just as your stag is the uninhibited side of you. We have both shied away from our inner sides for different reasons. Both have been hurt. But here, in thisnest, we can be ourselves and heal. Here in my nest, we can be free. I trust you. I trust your decisions on how to care for me now and in the future, just as you trust in Nox.”

Her words slay me once more. I am her humble servant.

My stag stamps his feet and snorts his approval.

What has she just unleashed?

Challenge issued, she rocks me onto my back, tucks her head in the crook of my shoulder, and settles down to sleep.

My heart is racing, and my dick is in danger of going off. I’m in for the worst suffering of my life. She fidgets, pressing surreptitious kisses to my chest and pushing her pert tits against me, the rosy nipples hard and needy.

I just want to toss her onto her back and fuck her.