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I wanted his hand to slide forward. Lower. I wanted those calloused fingertips to find my clit and for his smooth, fat tip to nudge inside.

My hips were already angling for it. Where was my control? Where was all my wariness, my walls, my defences?

Why did it feel so fucking good, and not just sexually, to wake up with Fallon’s body pressed so firmly against mine, like he’d moulded himself into the shape of me?

“Darcy,” Fallon choked out, and his voice sounded so raw, so needy, so thick with lust and desire and maybe even love that my body responded before my brain could catch up. I was right there, right there, about to come all over his desperately jerking cock.

My nipples puckered, prickles of pleasure exploded down my spine, and my arms went bumpy with gooseflesh. But I wasn’t cold. I was hot, hotter than I’d ever been, my body dragging itself frantically against Fallon’s as if somehow that would save me.

“Oh, God, Fallon, I’m going to-”

Something flickered against my ass.

No, not flickered. Slithered.

Barely holding back my yelp, I crashed out of the bed and sprang back up with my feet on the floor.

“What… What is it?” Fallon sat up slowly. Fuck me, he looked so good. All horny and sleepy and all of him hard. Muscles, cock, jaw.

But I couldn’t stand around all morning watching him sit there being all hot and naked like that. Not when there was…

“A snake in the bed!” I cried, running around to his side and grabbing his hand to pull him out. “I felt a snake or… or something in there!”

Instantly, Fallon was moving, launching himself out of the bed like a rocket.

“An ardu serpent? They’re venomous. Get back,” he hissed, tearing blankets and the quilt off of the bed. “Actually, get on my back,” he amended.

“What?” I asked, prancing foot to foot, worried that the snake would slither right out of the bed and take a chomp out of my foot. Look, I loved animals, but I drew the line at something that could kill me with a single bite.

“Get on my back!” Fallon said again, lifting the mattress. “If it left the bed, it’s likely on the floor!”

On the floor? Like, the floor I was currently standing on?

Yeah. Fuck that.

With a panicky shriek I didn’t even know I was capable of, I jumped up onto Fallon’s back without a second thought. My swollen pussy pressed against him. I wrapped my arms so tight around his neck that if he’d been a human man, I probably would have choked the living daylights out of him.

“Wait!” I cried. “What about you? You need to get off the floor, too!”

If Fallon got bitten because he’d been keeping me up off the floor, I’d never fucking forgive myself.

“Good idea,” he grunted. Sliding his arms beneath my thighs and hupping me higher on his back, he jumped up onto the bed, standing in the centre of the mattress, his bright white eyes scanning the wooden floorboards.

“I don’t see one,” he said. “What did it look like?”

“I didn’t see it!” I said in a breathless rush. “I felt it.”

“Felt it? Felt it where?”

“On my, um…”

Good grief, was there a ladylike, mother-approved way to say, “I felt a snake tickle my ass cheek while I was riding your nice hard cock?”

Probably not.

“I felt it on my backside,” I finished lamely. My heart sputtered and slammed. I squeezed Fallon’s neck again. It felt good to anchor myself to him. He was so solid.

We both scanned the floors and Fallon asked me more questions about what I’d felt.

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