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"There's no way you're leaving me when I finally get to have you the way I want to." I slowly grind against him and enjoy when his length hardens beneath me.
"Woman," he groans. "You are going to be the death of me."
"I'm going to take every single inch of you," I promise, garnering his undivided, hazy-eyed attention.
"Is that so?" His eyes shift from green to violet and for some reason, it sends a wave of excitement to pool in my lower belly.
"Every. Single. Inch."
He props himself up on his elbows and flashes me that wicked grin I've come to adore. His shadows slip around my arms and wrench them behind my back, leaving me at his mercy. The motion causes the flaps of the button up shirt he lent me to fall open, allowing him easy access to my breasts. He teasingly drags his tongue around one of my pebbled nipples and when he sucks, he draws a gasp from me.
"If you don't fuck me, I'll scream," I challenge, and his eyes flick up to meet mine.
"If I fuck you, Strenlys, I guarantee you'll scream."
My breathing is fragmented, my heart racing, and I ache to feel his touch again. "Atlas," I plead.
Voices outside suddenly approach the cabin and when boots thud against the creaky front porch, Atlas' shadows vanish, allowing me the chance to roll off of him and rebutton my shirt. A key slips into the lock and I barely manage to fasten the last button before the latch clicks and the door flies open. Four frozen, albeit it smiling, faces stampede inside, so deep in conversation they don't immediately notice us on the floor. It's not until Nyx stops dead in his tracks, mouth agape and says, "Well, what do we have here?" that everyone finally spots us.
Nyx crosses his arms over his puffed-up chest. "It looks like you all had a good night," he teases, and I feel my cheeks heat.
Atlas sits up exposing his half-naked body, and it does us zero favors that all I'm wearing is one of his shirts.
"A very good night," Nyx amends his earlier statement and I chuck a small pillow at him.
"I fell through the ice last night fighting the Ongok. Atlas was trying to keep me warm."
"And did he do a good job warming you up?" Nyx's eyebrows bounce playfully.
"You what!?" Eris elbows Nyx out of her way to reach me. She crouches in front of me and slips her hands around my face, forcing me to meet her gaze. "Are you alright? Are you hurt? Finn! Finn, come check – "
"I'm fine," I say gently, planting my hands on top of hers. "I'm more than fine."
As if something clicks in her head, her eyes widen, but I give her one shake of my head, hoping she won't ask any questions in front of everyone.
"Well." She nods and clears her throat, "I'm glad you're ok."
"Atlas could use your help, Finn." I try to divert the conversation from me.
Finn eyes his brother and Atlas admits, "I think I have a couple of bruised ribs, nothing too serious."
With a nod, Finn begins looking through his leather satchel for whatever elixir will help manage Atlas' pain and speed his recovery.
"What about you?" I address the group as a whole. "Are you all ok? No injuries?"
Nyx tosses his thumb toward Ronan, who sinks into the couch behind Atlas, a white sling around his left arm. "This idiot thought it'd be a good idea to climb into a tree, so confident the Ongok couldn't follow."
"How was I supposed to know they are expert climbers?" Ronan huffs.
"It's common knowledge," Nyx quips back. "Even I know that and that's saying something."
I stand to my feet, only to realize just how much of my legs are exposed. Atlas' line of sight travels up my bare legs until he reaches my face. From this angle, he can see straight up the shirt and my heart lurches when I see his fingers twitch, as if he's trying so hard to keep his hands to himself. I'm puddy in that man's hands. I purge all the lustful thoughts swimming in my head and walk into the kitchen to put some distance between us.
"Is your arm broken?" I ask as I fill the kettle with water.
"Finn patched me up," is Ronan's response.
"Broken in two places." Nyx flashes two fingers. "Thanks to Finn, his arm will be better in no time." He follows me into the kitchen and asks, "You alright, Kitarni?"
