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And not because I needed to stick to my plan. Nav had tripped my bad boy switch. I realized that’s how I was starting to see him now. Dangerous in a human way. But more decent than any questionable men in my past. And I liked the combination.

Tentatively, I nibbled the chocolate and licked his skin clean. He set down another piece. And when I finished that one, another.

And each piece was placed just a little lower than the last one until I was kissing his shaft again. Not with my mouth.

The pressure fed a pleasant throb I hadn’t experienced in over a year. It took effort not to wiggle and grind against him.

I met his gaze as I licked his skin again. His eyes silently pleaded with me for just a little movement. Anything to prove I wasn’t as disinterested as I’d been the day before. To give him hope that I was walking toward willingness even if at a slower pace than he’d like.

Lifting my hips, I rubbed my clit against his cock experimentally.

It felt good. Better than good. And I knew he thought so too.

His pupils expanded in seconds, and his hands returned to my arms, gripping them. But to pull me away from his prize or to keep me on it?

I hoped to keep me on it. Not only was I enjoying myself, but I also had him where I needed him to make another deal before the others showed up.

“Were the supplies easy to find?” I asked as I continued to slick myself against him.

He blinked twice, probably a reboot sequence to bring his big brain back online, before he nodded.

“Do you think you can get more?” I punctuated that question with a hip swivel that made his fingers twitch and his hips buck.

“Tell me what you want, and I’ll get it,” he rasped.

Men would say whatever they thought a woman wanted to hear to get their dicks wet when they were desperate, and I loved knowing he was at that point because of me. That he wanted me that much, even if it was only in the moment.

Old me would have given him what he wanted without a second thought of any reciprocation. New me had survived too much not to be smarter.

We needed to leave this hotel. The farther away from the water, the better.

“I want a real bath. Fully submerged in hot water. With soap. I want a supply of food that will last me a few weeks. I want you to rub my back until I fall asleep on top of you each night until you get me the first two things. And once I have all of that, I’ll definitely be more willing.”

A surge of moisture slicked my crack, making my slide against him obscene and over-sensitized.

His hold on my arm loosened. He stroked his hands down my sides and gripped my hips.

I knew what was coming. He would try to lift me. Tell me he just wanted to put the tip in. That he needed a little something to ensure I meant what I said.

Only Nav didn’t do any of that.

He lifted me and…slipped out of bed again.

I watched the bathroom door close and listened to the squelch of the lotion bottle.

My core clenched around nothing as I listened to him masturbate a second time. He obviously wanted to fuck. The chocolate…the grinding…there was no mistaking that as foreplay. If he wasn’t interested in me, he wouldn’t have egged me on. Why bump and bail then? He wasn’t following the norm.

But then, Nav wasn’t a normal man.

He was fey.

And I was an idiot for thinking a creature that could behead infected, a creature I didn’t even fully believe existed before saving me, would follow human rules.

I realized how clueless I was about him as he came a second time by himself.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

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