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I laughed and kissed the top of her head. “I should be the one thanking you. Making you come is my new favorite thing.”

She reached up to stroke my face, her fingertips light as a feather. “Do you want me to make you come too? I’ve… I’ve never given anyone a blow job but I think I do okay with a hand job?”

I groaned. “That kind of talk is not helpful.” Because the thought of Daisy’s sweet little mouth being as virginal as her pussy did all kinds of fucked-up things to my head, my body.

“I’m just saying,” she said. “I can make you feel good too.”

Her voice was a tempting purr and I had to force myself not to take her up on the offer, not because the thought of giving Daisy blow job instructions wasn’t the fucking turn-on of the century but because I knew if she took me in her mouth, it wouldn’t be enough, and I’d meant what I said about not taking her virginity tonight.

“Making you come does make me feel good.” She was getting tired again. I could hear it in the way her words grew slower, her body heavier against my chest. “Don’t worry about the rest right now.”

I thought she’d fallen asleep, her breathing slow and rhythmic, when she spoke again. “You saidwhen.”

“What’s that, sunshine?”

“You saidwhenyou take my virginity,” she said, her words rounded with sleep.

I lifted her hand to kiss it. “I did.”

Chapter 45

Daisy

Was there a special word for next-day embarrassment? Delayed mortification?

There should be.

Wolf was gone when I woke up the next morning, but the memory of his mouth on my cunt — and everything else that had happened — was all too fresh.

I lay in bed for a few minutes, trying to muster up the courage to face the guys, and thought about Gray Cantwell.

Ugh.

I couldn’t believe he’d been such an undercover douchebag, but I also felt like an idiot for getting so hammered with people from work and then coming on to Gray like some kind of seductress instead of the out-of-her-element virgin that I obviously was.

And I knew Wolf had been right (I could still hear him sayingand then she changed her mindto Gray in the alley), that coming on to someone didn’t mean there was no going back, but it hadn’t been responsible to get drunk and come on to the boss’ son.

That part was on me and now I couldn’t help wondering if it was going to be the end of my position at Cantwell.

I sighed. Losing the internship at Cantwell wouldn’t be the end of the world, but I was counting on the money, and it had also started to seem like a place where I might be able to learn something.

Dammit.

I stretched in bed and realized I was still naked from the waist down. The realization brought a flood of memory — Wolf’s body over mine in bed, his mouth on my pussy, the way he’d said he’d take my virginity when the time was right.

Had he meant it? I hoped so because I was already on fire for him again.

I’d only been living with the Beasts for a week and my virginal pussy had already become a little whore.

I sat up and headed for the bathroom. My hair was still damp from my late-night shower, so I peed, brushed my teeth again, and pulled on my underwear and shorts, discarded next to the bed when Wolf had gone down on me.

I took the front staircase to the kitchen. I had no idea if Wolf and Otis compared notes about make-out sessions or if they shared the details with Jace, but I was already an 11 out of 10 on the scale of humiliation and didn’t want to risk surprising them.

The back staircase was good for stealth missions but terrible if you didn’t want to surprise someone in an embarrassing convo.

They were all in the kitchen, talking about the third-floor demo — thank god — and eating danishes from a pink box on the table.

“Morning, doll,” Otis said, looking up from his phone when I entered the kitchen.