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“Bloody hell, love, you’re gripping my cock so fuckingtight!” Callum surges forward, groaning, and does it again. “Come for me. I need you to come rightnow, Olivia.”

I don’t need to be told twice. I feel my body giving in, plummeting into the abyss with him.

Fuck, this is amazing.

Still breathing hard, Callum drops on top of me, and buries his face in my neck. “Welcome back, sleeping beauty.” He kisses my cheek, then chuckles, as he pulls me against him, so there’s enough room for both of us on the tiny bed.

His hand immediately flies between my legs, seeking my clit.

“How do you have so much energy?” I groan, feeling his already-hardening cock against my back. “Aren’t men supposed to need a second to recover?”

“I’m twenty-four, not forty, you little minx.” He snorts. “Besides, I don’t wank.”

My eyes widen. “You don’t?”

“No. Why would I when there are so many holes to fuck?”

Damn him and his clever fingers, but my body’s already tingling with need.

“I mean, I ended up fucking my hand a fair few times that month when I was watching you dance at the club,” Callum admits. “But as a general rule, I don’t see the appeal. I’d much rather reserve all my cum for you.”

I snort. “And they say romance is dead.”

“You don’t want romance. You wanna wake up with a cock in your cunt.” He chuckles against my ear. “Damn. Caden would be so fucking jealous if I told him how much you like this.”

That doesn’t make much sense. “Caden?”

I don’t really understand how Callum’s cousin figures in the current situation.

“Mmhmm.” His mouth moves back to my neck.

“He’d want to fuck me?” That’s highly surprising to me.

I’ve only seen his cousin that one time at the restaurant, but I absolutely didn’t get that vibe from him—unlike all of his friends.

“He’d want to fuck you while you’re asleep, for sure.” Callum snorts. “We’re alike in more ways than one, he and I. He’s always had a thing for somnophilia. Technically, it’shiskink. He mentioned it to me. I never thought to try until you were right there, vulnerable, and ripe for the taking.”

“You’re such a predator,” I say, and it’s very much the truth.

But the thing is, I am willing prey, and he knows it.

Still, at the back of my mind, I wonder whether he’s capable of doing this sort of thing to a woman who wouldn’t be into it.

My answer is immediate and vehement: no.

Callum only ever reaches pleasure from my own satisfaction. He needs me to come. He wants to take me like a savage but he wants me tolikeit.

Caden, on the other hand? I’m not so sure.

“Yes, my delicious little prey. I truly am.”

“And your cousin…” I hesitate. “He does that sort of thing often?”

Callum takes a minute to think. “I don’t think so, no. I mean, it’s not that easy to find girls—or guys—open to the idea. It takes a fair bit of trust.”

He’s right. If I didn’t trust him, I certainly wouldn’t have taken valerian specifically intending on letting him do whatever he pleased with my body while I was out of it.

“But I know he’s paid some people to play out his little fantasy, a few times.”