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It should feel strange that we were having this serious conversation in the nude. Minutes ago, sexual energy thrummed in this room. But right now, a rare intimacy—even friendship—stirred between us.

I cherished it more than he could ever know.

I wasn’t into wars or war strategy, but I was interested in how people survived during turbulent times. My kung fu master had given me the comic book version a long time ago when I first started learning self-defense. It was probably inside some box in storage.

“I’ll crush yourenemy with my snake attack. I’ll even add in a few crane pecks into his eyes. Then another two pecks on his heart meridian that governs all his organs. Hewillknow extreme pain and?—”

His mouth met mine, and I was flat on the couch with his weight over me, his cock growing hard, hot, and throbbing against my skin. I loved how he kissed me tenderly this time. Our mouths sought each other as though we were trying to travel deeper to find out more about one another.

This wasn’t the ferocity he’d shown me earlier. This was delicate, meaningful, and penetrating.

His tongue caressed mine, and I returned the favor. It was as though we were telling each other love stories with our senses.

He drew back and looked down at me, his eyes full of emotion.“Time to fuck you all night, Tulip. Any objections to that?”

“No objections here.” I smiled, opening my thighs wider for him.

He shifted, reached for the condom pack on thefloor, ripped it open, and put it on. I didn’t remember him getting the pack. But my focus had been on more important things, like the sexy man who looked like he wanted to possess me.

Heat pooled at my core again, and he glanced at it. A wolfish grin stretched his face.

Growling, he sat on the couch, bent toward my sex, and licked me again. “You’re so fucking ready for me.”

He shifted so his knees were on the couch and dragged me closer as he positioned his thick cock at my core. My heart jolted from the flood of warmth in his eyes.

When he slid into me, he looked at me, and I knew this union was different.

This was special.

I wished I could wrap the sacred look and raw emotion into a precious box where I could cherish them forever. Where I could take it out to remember this moment.

My breath hitched as he drove deeper into me.

“Fuuuck. You’re so tight,” he crooned.

He felt so good inside me, so full. So perfect. He pulled out and slammed into me again and again. I moaned with each powerful thrust.

I pulled his face to me and kissed him all over—his lips, his jawline, and his forehead. I couldn’t get enough of him.

He pumped harder and harder, and my body thrummed for release. His body tensed, and I knew he was on the edge too.

“Look at me.” He panted. “Come with me.”

“Arrow!” I cried as the powerful orgasm ripped through me, blinding me, but not before I saw the grin on his face.

“You’re mine. Remember that.” He groaned, and I felt the shockwave of pleasure inundate his body.He fell onto me, bracing one hand so he didn’t crush me.

I bit into his shoulder, loving the scent and taste of a satisfied man. Seconds later, he removed himself from me, went to wash up, brought a towel to clean me up, and resumed his position next to me on the wide couch.

We stayed like that for a while and wallowed in bliss and relaxation. I couldn’t remember what we talked about because I dozed off.

CHAPTERTHIRTY-SEVEN

ARROW

She looked satisfied,adorable, comfortable, and perfect in my arms. I pulled over the soft throw from the couch and covered her naked body.

My body hadn’t been this relaxed in a while, but I was too wired to sleep. I replayed the evening in my head. She’d gotten me aroused from dueling with her to fucking her. I loved how she responded to me. Turning my face, I inhaled her hair.Her floral scent got me all excited again.