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I feel her fingers creeping under the hem of my sweater, the tips of them tickling my stomach, which clenches under her touch. She slides her palm up over my abs until it glides across my chest, leaving a trail of warmth blooming in the path it leaves behind. She takes me by surprise when she moves lightning fast to straddle my waist, myhands dropping to her arse to pull her tight against me, still ravaging her mouth.

Like this, I can almost feel the beast lurking inside, like it, too, wants to claim her. Like it recognizes that she’sours. It’s the closest I’ve ever felt to the monster that lurks beneath my skin, and maybe that’s why it feels so much harder to control it when she touches me like this. It takes all my strength to keep it at bay, to make sure that I don’t accidentally hurt her like I did that first time; the thought of hurting her makes me sick to my stomach, actually. It’s something I can’t allow.

Key begins to rock her hips in my lap, and I feel my cock thicken in my jeans, a Pavlovian response to her nearness. I groan as she grinds down against it, the devil woman, feeling her smile against my lips as her fingers slide into my hair.

She pulls back, her pupils blown. “How much time do we have?”

“A bit longer,” I tell her. My mouth quirks. “What…right here?”

“Where’syoursense of adventure?”

I watch with a slack jaw as she tugs her own sweater over her head, dropping it on the blanket beside us and revealing that there is nothing underneath. Her tight, pink nipples are already hard in the chilly air, almost begging for me to taste them.

“You’ll catch cold,” I murmur, staring as my tongue aches to tease them.

She leans in, pressing a kiss to my jaw. “Then you’ll have to keep me warm.”

“Aye,” I hum, rolling us until she’s tucked beneath me on the blanket. “I can do that.”

I cover her body with mine, rising only to help her pull off my sweater and add it to the pile with hers. It’s a flurry of movement as both of us try to shuck off our clothes as fast as we’re able, a thrillcoursing between us from being so exposed to the world. It’s highly unlikely that anyone would stumble across us, and honestly, the idea of anyone else seeing her like this makes me a wee bit feral, but still…the possibility of being caught only amps up the desperation.

“So fucking lovely,” I kiss into her skin when she’s naked underneath me.

The softness of her body pressed against mine is a revelation—the way her thighs part to make room for me, the way her hands rove over my skin as if she can’t get enough of touching me—it culminates into an all-encompassing need to have her, setting off a familiar frenetic energy inside that seems directly linked to her touch.

I glide my hand down her belly to dip it between her legs, groaning when I feel how soaked she is. I slant my mouth over hers as I dip a finger inside her, letting that tight heat wrap around the digit, knowing just how good it will feel when it’s my cock.

“Already wet for me, love,” I practically purr. “This pretty cunt was made for me.”

Her arm winds around my neck, trying to bring me closer. “Lachlan.”

“Shh.” I add a second finger, twisting them, curling them to touch that place inside that has her bucking her hips. “I wish there was time to taste you. I love the way you come on my tongue. Maybe tomorrow I’ll wrap your legs around my shoulders and have your cunt for every meal, aye?”

“Stop teasing me,” she huffs.

I pull my fingers free, running them through her slick center in a slow back-and-forth pattern. “Is this not enough for you, princess?” I tease. “You need more than my fingers, aye?”

Her head tilts back and her mouth falls open when I circle her clitwith my finger still drenched from being inside her, her lashes fluttering as her breath catches. “Fuck me,” she breathes prettily. “I want your cock.”

“It’s yours, love,” I murmur, pulling my hand away and making room between her legs as my cock teases her entrance. I watch her expression as I start to push inside, the wet heat of her enveloping me like a fist, so tight I could come just from this if I weren’t careful. “All yours,” I sigh.

I feel her nails at my shoulders when she’s taken me to the hilt, and I can’t help but circle my hips, that sensation of being wrapped up in Key one that never ceases to leave me dizzy.

“Och,” I groan, burying my face into her throat. “S’good.” My voice slurs with pleasure. “S’always so good.”

“Move,” she pleads, tilting up her hips as if she might somehow take more of me. “Move.”

The breeze makes the air even chillier than usual, and yet I can feel sweat beading at my hairline, can see it collecting at Key’s temples, no doubt warmed by my too-hot body. I pull her into me to keep her covered when I start to move, rolling my hips as the snug slide of my cock in and out of her makes me tremble all over.

With every withdrawal I can feel her inner walls clinging to me, and when I ease back in, it’s nothing but velvety softness that has me groaning into her throat. I feel her legs wrap around my waist, urging me closer, and I brace my arms against the blanket on either side of her head, rising up so I can watch her face as I start to fuck her steadily. Her emerald eyes are hazy and her pink mouth is parted as sharp breaths puff out of her, and I feel a hot tension licking through my body, almost as if my blood is rushing faster. As if a steady drumming ofmine mine minebegins to course through me.

I see her eyes widen then, her pupils dilating as she says, “Lachlan…your eyes.”

Her hand rises so she can run her fingers along my jaw, her thumb brushing back and forth against my cheekbone. I feel my skin grow tighter and my fingers prickle, and when I glance down at my hands, I notice claws starting to sprout from the tips.

I go still, my chest heaving as I struggle to catch my breath. “Key,” I rasp. “I need—” I grit my teeth, shutting my eyes as I try to get control back. “Just give me a second.”

“Oh.Oh.” Her lashes flutter as her head tilts back, a pretty flush spreading up her neck. “I can feel you—fuck. I think you’re getting bigger.”