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He settled behind me, his hard-on pressed into my backside, but he didn’t rub it against me or search for friction. Instead, he rubbed my shoulders. A flush of heat traveled up my spine and tingled my core.
Maybe it’s a little hot.
Maybe?
I sighed and dropped my head, letting him rub my sore shoulders. One night, just tonight, I’d let myself be everything I wasn’t. I could figure everything out tomorrow.
Instead of washing my skin, he gathered my hair and lathered it with rose-scented oils. The feminine smell curled around me, drawing me into this other woman’s fantasy
“Relax.” He pressed my scalp with his fingers, banishing my inner chatter. I groaned and leaned into him, dick and all.
“I want you to trust me.” He whispered. “I don’t really understand this part. If we had it my way, we’d be rolling around on the floor, mud and all, but you don’t seem to want that.” He leaned down, his breath warm on my ear. “I won’t touch you until you’re comfortable, you know that, right?”
I did. It was written in his every motion. What little fight was left in me evaporated. I leaned all my weight against his chest and pressed into his magic fingers, rubbing my scalp.
He purred. “You like that.”
I rolled my eyes, not that he could see it.
He doubled his efforts, kneading and pampering a part of me unused to being touched so intimately. By the time he finished, my bones had melted. I sighed, wiggling back into his erection.
He trailed his fingers across my shoulders. “You’re incredible.” He pulled my hair away from my neck and brushed his fingers across my collarbone. “You’re everything I could ever ask for and more.” He rested two fingers against the pulse point on my neck, and I shivered, my body lighting up at his touch.“You’re my soul mate. I’ll never hurt you,” he whispered, his lips hovering over my neck.
My stomach flipped. I let out a squeaky giggle, clasping my hands together to avoid punching his leg.
Who says shit like that?
Stop talking to yourself and embrace the moment.
Men don’t say that kind of shit to me.
This one just did.
Yeah, he’s working too hard to get laid tonight.
Cynic.
He ran a hand down my side, gripped my waist and pulled me close. Despite my inner dialogue, my insides melted, and moisture pooled between my legs. He pressed his warm lips into the base of my neck. Tingles ran down my body. I moaned, giving in and rubbing my fingers across his toned quads. If he wanted me tonight, I could be his.
Instead of pulling me closer, Tyson jerked back and yelped, pushing me forward.
His erection softened against my butt. Disappointment flooded my system. I tried to turn, but he pushed my head to the side and pulled my hair away from my ear, exposing the spot Rehan nicked.
Tyson growled and ran his thumb across the already healed lumpy surface of the cut. “Son of a bitch!”
He pressed me even further forward, jamming my legs into the side of the tub, and launched himself up before disappearing into the main room. The walls shook with the force of his anger as the sound of flying furniture filled my ears.
Yes, men running from you, this is more familiar.
I took a disappointed breath and leaned back, bonking my head against the padded back of the tub with more force than necessary. A wave of exhaustion washed over me, drowning outthe world. My eyelids drooped, and I let the peace of sleep take me into its embrace.
CHAPTER EIGHT
TYSON
Still shaking with rage, I glared at the rubble I’d reduced my bedroom couch and chairs to. I wanted to set it all on fire, but I couldn’t. Rehan quenched my fire, just like he marked my mate. The woman I’d fought for, my blood ached for, and who’d finally let me under her guard.
After capturing her, I assumed we’d go at it like rabbits. Getting pregnant as soon as possible was literally what she’d signed up for. But when I set her down, she’d been poised to run. I’d never felt my heart squeeze with so much pain before.
