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She did. There was that fiery heat in her eyes again. She leaned back and she shut her eyes again.

I reached up and pinched her nipple, startling out of her fantasy. She peered down at me.

“I said, look at me,” I said.

She did. And this time, she never took her eyes from mine.

The rolling of her hips gave way to a rise and fall pattern, sometimes shallow, other times deep. Her breath hitched in her throat and her breaths turned to gasps.

She was doing it as much for herself as for me.

When a light sweat beaded on her forehead, I still didn’t help her. I let her use me to her heart’s content. Only when she shifted position, unable to continue the same vigorous movement, did I pull her to my chest, clutch her close, and jackhammer her mercilessly.

Once again, her eyes were shut.

“Look at me,” I said.

She opened her eyes and pressed her lips to mine. We worked together, rocking in a steady rhythm, driving me as deep as possible.

She tightened around me as I drilled into her, grinding hard. She was right there with me, every stroke of the way.

I rolled over and placed Harper on her back. Now I was the one performing the same rolling hip motion she had earlier, stimulating both her clit and g-spot.

Her hands curled around the blankets, gripping so tight she yanked them off the mattress.

As I tore another scream from her throat, I neared my own glorious orgasm. My cock grew harder still as I pumped my hips into her, filling her with my seed.

I collapsed on the bed beside her. We lay facing each other, eyes open, peering at each other wondrously. A smile escaped her lips and she giggled into the mattress.

I wouldn’t have expected her to have such a girly chuckle.

I reached over and tucked a long strand of hair behind her ear and gently stroked her cheek. A moment of intimacy in a purely animalistic and physical act.

Except, it wasn’t, was it?

Even now, after our first engagement, I could sense there was something special between us, like an unexplored cavern desperate to be searched and reveal its treasures.

I wasn’t meant to get involved in anything that would make the situation more complicated than it already was.

I feared I may have done just that.

I started awake and glanced about the room, taking stock of my situation.

I cursed myself for having fallen asleep. I leaned over the edge of the bed, scooped up Fayn’s shard of metal I used as a knife, and immediately turned toward the door.

No one was there. No one had entered and slit my throat.

But they could have done.

And they could have done it to the girl too.

Harper.

She lay beside me in bed, naked, her soft nubile body curled up close to mine. She lay in the curve of my arm, tucked into my chest and shoulder. Her face lay planted on her own hand. She looked so calm, so serene.

I wish I didn’t have to wake her up.

Then something else struck me.

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