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I nod.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

I’m all she has.

That has been my mantra for fucking ever, and it doesn’t look like it’s going to change.

LU

Fingers slide into my hair and pull gently. I open my eyes, staring into the beautiful amber ones watching me. He’s on top, thrusting into me, commanding my body. I can’t get enough of him, lifting my hips, wanting him harder, deeper. His lips slam down on mine, tongue invading my mouth and senses. This is what I always craved—passionate, no-holds-barred sex.

Haze is totally worth the wait.

He watches me closely, not missing anything, making sure it’s good for me. He pulls my head back with a fist full of hair and kisses down my neck, sucking gently and swiping his tongue against my skin. When he bites down, I feel my orgasm creeping up on me, then taking over. I moan loudly, closing my eyes, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip. When my moans turn into whimpers, I open my eyes and look into Haze’s hungry ones. Oh, he likes seeing me come—the look on his face is proof of that.

He quickens his pace, slamming into me harder than before, then pulls out and flips me over, driving back in before I can even catch my breath. He woke me up with his mouth on me, and he made me come twice before fucking me. I don’t know what time it is or when he got back in, but he can wake me up like this any time. My fingers find my clit, and Haze’s growl of approval rumbles in his throat.

“That’s right, baby, you’re doing so well,” he rasps, hands gripping my hips. “You take me so fucking good.”

His palm suddenly comes down on my ass, and my moans get louder. “You like that, don’t you?”

“Yes, fuck me harder, Haze.”

“Fuck,” he grits out, gripping my arms and pinning them behind my back by my forearms. My cheek rests against the soft sheets. He fucks me even harder, the bed frame banging against the wall with each thrust. “That’s right, just keep your head down and fucking take it.” There’s a possessive edge to his tone. “What a clever girl you are, Luella. My fucking good girl.”

When I come, I scream. I can’t help it. Haze follows right behind me, his roar of pleasure echoing around the room.

We stay like that for a few moments, catching our breath.

“I’m not going to be able to look anyone in the eye tomorrow,” I joke, smiling at him over my shoulder.

He gently slaps my ass and slides out, grinning as he pulls me up against his chest. “Worth it.”

“So worth it,” I say with a smile.

He holds me tighter, cradling my face. The cold from his silver rings contrasts with the warmth of his hands. “All the noise goes away when I’m with you.”

Another soft kiss, and then he falls asleep.

Not long after, I do the same.

“Just letting you know there’s a spider in my shower. Please don’t kill it. We have an understanding,” I tell Haze, who stares at me for a moment before bursting into laughter.

I got up earlier than him, had a shower, got ready, and came down for breakfast. Haze woke up later and rushed down to find me. Now he’s going back up to have his shower, and this time, I remembered to warn him.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I narrow my eyes. “I’m not sure what’s funny. I leave Harry alone, and he leaves me alone. We have a deal, and it works. So just let him be.”

He leans his hand on the back of the dining table chair to hold himself up as he laughs. “Harry? Oh fuck, this keeps getting better.”

“What’s so funny?” Bones asks, stepping inside the kitchen and looking around. “And where’s the food? I’m hungry. Someone was so loud last night that it made me horny, and I had to message Brandy and tell her to come to my room.”

My mouth opens and closes. “You know what, I don’t even care. I’m giving up on trying to have any boundaries here. I have to see you guys with your cocks out getting blow jobs all the time, so you can listen to me coming too.”

Haze quickly loses his humor about Harry. “I’d prefer it if no one heard you, Luella. Those little moans and screams are only for me, but unfortunately, the walls are thin here.” He scowls at Bones. “Maybe you all can stop mentioning it when you do fucking hear us.”

“And where would the fun be in that?” He smirks, walking over to the table and lifting the lid on the big plate I put in the middle. “Oh fuck yeah, I love waffles.”

Rolling my eyes, I hand him a plate and get the maple syrup. “Where’s Skull?”