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I got to work on the rabbit and quickly stripped the meat, carefully laying it out on a rock. The water was already boiling by the time I sat down, and Piper looked like she would kill for the first taste.

“I’d give anything for a canteen right now,” I said, taking the water off the fire.

“So, now it’s safe to drink?”

“Yeah, but you probably want to let it cool down before you chug it. I’ll let you have this one and I’ll make another for me.”

“You’re not going to share this with me?”

“I don’t want you to kill me over it,” I teased. “It’s fine. It won’t take too long. I can handle an extra five minutes.”

She took the pouch gratefully and waited for it to cool down as I started working on the meat. “So, do we keep hiking from here?”

Birds chirped in the background, keeping the rest of the forest awake. We still had hours of daylight, but I was concerned about moving on from our location when we had an adequate source of water.

“I think we should camp here for the night.”

Her eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Camp?” A surprised chuckle left her lips and she shook her head. “Nope. I don’t camp.”

“I realize that, but your other choice is to pray we find a cabin in the woods.”

“Nu-uh,” she said, pacing away from the camp. “A cabin in the woods? Are you crazy?”

“Not at all. Which is why I suggested we stay here. We have water to keep us hydrated. My team has my tracking information, and they’re more likely to find us quickly if we stay in one place.

Now, if we were still in search of water, I’d suggest we move on, but we’re not.

Staying alive requires food and water, all of which we have right now. ”

Her lips twitched into a frown, and then she slumped down to the ground again. “I guess you’re right.”

“Gee, thanks,” I snorted. “I’m glad you have so much confidence in me.”

“I do,” she said quickly. “It’s just…well, I did jump out of a plane with you. And you said we were flying in style, but really, you didn’t know how to fly said plane.”

“And you’re not really a stewardess,” I pointed out.

“No, I’m not,” she sighed. Her eyes drifted to the trees as she murmured, “And you don’t really have strong, black wings to carry me out of here.”

I must have heard something wrong because whatever the fuck she said didn’t make any sense. “Sorry?”

Another heavy sigh left her lips. “It’s just…if you were my book character, you would be this strong, fierce man with these amazing abilities?—”

“I am a strong, fierce man with amazing abilities.” Geez, talk about offensive.

“I’m sure you are, but you don’t have wings.”

Okay, that was it. She must have been more dehydrated than I thought. “No, I don’t, and neither does any other man.”

“Rhysand does.”

“And Rhysand is…”

“A character from my book.”

I couldn’t think of a damn thing to say. I was literally at a loss for words right now. She was comparing me to a book character? “Right.”

Yep, that was all I had. This woman had lost it. Completely fucking lost it. First, I had to compete with mechanics. Then roughnecks. Now it was men who didn’t even exist?

Her eyes caught mine and she sighed. “Don’t take it personally. There’s no way you could compare.”

“Of course. I’m just a human, after all.”

“Exactly!” she beamed at me. “It’s nothing personal.”

“Right. Why would I take offense to the woman I just fucked fantasizing over a fake man instead of the one in front of her?” I grumbled.

“See? You get it!”

“Actually, I don’t. What does this guy have that I don’t?”

“Well, aside from thick, black wings and a smoldering gaze?”

“I could be smoldering,” I muttered.

“Oh, I know you could. I saw it under the trickle of water we like to call a waterfall.” She was fucking laughing at me, but what the fuck was I supposed to think when the woman was more obsessed with a book character than me? I couldn’t sprout large, black wings.

But I could fuck her so good that she’d forget about her fucking book characters.

“Tell me about these men. What is it like?”

“What do you mean?”

“One of your scenes,” I said, slipping my hand in hers and tugging her closer. “Tell me how they fuck.”

Her eyes rounded and red painted her cheeks as I slid my hand around her waist and gripped her ass, setting her astride my lap. Her skirt bunched up around her waist, giving me a nice peek at her pussy.

Sliding my hand up her thigh, I swirled my thumb in circles, inching closer to her pussy as I skimmed my nose along the column of her neck.

“Tell me what these men do.” My tongue lashed against her, and then I drew her salty skin into my mouth, sucking hard until I earned a whimper from her sweet voice. “Tell me how they make you come.”

Her breath rushed from her lungs as she panted with every kiss.

I could feel the heat pulsing from her pussy, begging for me to touch her, to make her cream on my fingers.

Brushing my thumb over her clit, I tapped it once, grinning against her throat when she gasped.

Fuck, she liked playing. I could get on board with that.

Pushing her panties aside, I slid my thumb over her clit again, and this time, I tapped out a rhythm, thumping her a little harder every time. Her hands wound around my neck, holding on tight as her pussy throbbed against my hand.

“Do they fuck you hard?” I asked, sliding my tongue to the base of her neck.

My fingers slid inside, fingering her pretty pussy.

She tightened around me, rocking her hips as I slowly slid them inside.

Three fucking fingers deep in her, I could feel her need growing by the second. She wanted to be fucked long and hard.

“H—hard,” she whimpered, rocking her body against my fingers.

“Yeah? What else?” I brushed my thumb back and forth along her clit, pulsing my fingers in and out of her as my cock raged in my pants. There was nothing more I wanted than to pull out my cock and bury myself inside her, but I was determined to prove I was better than any fantasy.

“They…” She shook her head, fighting what she really wanted.

“Fucking tell me, baby.” I swallowed her whimpers, kissing her hard as I wrapped my hand around her hair and yanked her closer to me. She gushed on my fingers as I tugged her harder, forcing her mouth to fuse with mine.

“He—Oh, God,” she moaned when I slid my fingers out of her pussy and circled her tight hole.

“You like that?”

Panting breaths made it impossible for her to finish her sentence. I pressed hard as I circled, but never entered. I needed to know she actually wanted that first.

“Tell me, baby. Tell me how good they fuck.”

“Hard,” she panted. “Intense. Bruising.”

I tore at the buttons on her shirt, ripping it open in my desperation to reach her heaving breasts.

My lips latched onto her nipple through the fabric of her bra, sucking hard.

Groaning, I tugged the cup down and took my fill, sucking that tight bud into my mouth and nipping at it with my teeth as my other hand circled her ass harder.

Her body rocked against mine and the most indecent moans flew from her lips as she rode my cock through my pants. I was about to fucking explode.

“Take my cock out, baby.” When she didn’t immediately respond, I gripped her by the hair and forced her to look at me. “Take me out and sink down on my cock. Let me feel that pretty pussy swallow me.”

Her eyes were drowning in desire, and as her hands deftly slid my pants open, she never wavered from my stare. I hissed as her hand wrapped around my cock and pumped it several times, rubbing her thumb across the tip.

“That’s it,” I ground out. “Stroke me.” I clenched my jaw hard as she tightened her grip. “Now, sink that pretty pussy down on my cock and take me. Swallow me whole and strangle my dick.”

Slowly, she rose up on her knees and hovered over me before easing down on my hard cock. I was barely holding on. The desire in her eyes was nearly my undoing. But somehow, I fought the urge to blow my load before I even felt her wrapped around me.

“That’s it, baby. Now, ride me. Take my cock deep inside you.”

Her pussy tightened around me with every word, and when she was finally settled on my cock, I thrust my hips up, reminding her of what I wanted.

“Don’t stop now, baby. Make sure you’re the last pussy I think about when I go to sleep.”

Her glazed eyes sharpened at my command, and she raised up before slamming her pussy back on my cock. I groaned, sliding my tongue along the swell of her breast as I slammed my hand down on her ass.

“Again,” I ordered, nipping at her breast. “Fuck me hard, baby. Use my cock. Take?—”

Her cunt tightened around me as she rode me, fucking me hard as she got herself off. I couldn’t speak if I wanted, so wrapped up in pleasure that it took every ounce of concentration to remember this was her fantasy.

I slid my hand around from behind and shoved two fingers into her cunt as she rocked herself hard on my cock. “That’s it, baby. You like that? You like having more than one cock inside you? I don’t fucking share. Ever. But I’ll gladly do whatever you need.”

“Patrick,” she panted, grinding hard on me. “Fuck me hard.”

I rolled her over in an instant, throwing her leg up over my arm as I buried myself deep inside her, fucking her hard on the forest floor.

I sank my teeth into her lip, kissing her hard as my hips pulsed against hers.

Her screams rattled in my head as she dug her nails into my shoulders and clawed at me as her pussy tightened again.

That was it. I was done. My cock was on the verge of blowing and I no longer had control.

Not when she was squeezing my dick that hard.

I pistoned my hips harder, fucking her with everything I had as my balls drew up and cum shot out of my dick, filling her before I could even think of pulling out. So consumed by her pussy, I didn’t even consider the consequences of what we’d just done, and frankly, I didn’t give a shit.