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As Razai rested his hand on my hip, my breathing grew deeper. The illogical part of me wondered if I’d heal faster because of it. Everything felt so… right.
“Sleep,” Razai whispered, kissing me lightly on my temple. “I’ll be here the whole time.”
* * *
When I woke up, I was trapped again.
No, not trapped.
I wiggled, and the cage moved with me.
Horror-stricken, I turned my head and caught sight of the thick arm tossed over me. I mouthed, what the fuck.
I was in bed with a person.
And then the memories came back.
Oh.
Oh.
I’d asked for this.
Squeezing my eyes shut did nothing to block out the humiliating reality of it all. I’d actually asked Razai to climb into bed with me. I probably haven’t bathed since getting snatched by Cole. Holy fucking shit, I had to be disgusting right now.
Though, after a quick examination, I realized I didn’t feel sticky or gross. In fact, my skin smelled fresh, and even my hair was pulled back into a neat braid.
From beyond the thick tree branch of an arm thrown over me and wall of muscle that was his body, I assessed what I could. Yup, this looked like the same room as before.
Razai shifted, his arm flexing and pulling me harder against himself. Fuck, he was so damn warm, wasn’t he? Then the angel’s hips pressed forward slightly, and I felt…
Gods help me.
Even though Razai stood several inches taller than me, we’d managed to line ourselves up to perfectly pin his hard cock against my ass.
“Fuck,” I muttered. But that wasn’t the end.
Razai nuzzled the back of my neck, his hot breath fanning down my shoulder. A deep, satisfied sigh sent tingles down my body.
I smelled him everywhere. Felt his presence even where we didn’t touch. He was so warm, and I had trouble finding the desire to scoot away.
Don’t worry. I still went for it.
The key was to inch out of his hold. Just scoot a little away, a little at a time. Nothing too abrupt or he’d wake, and then—
He tightened his hold, dragging me back from all my progress.
Fuck, fuck fuck.
As I squirmed and struggled to gain any sort of leverage, all I did was rub my ass into him. Again. And, yes, it was distracting. Heat flooded my… well, my everything. All I knew was the surprising comfort and shocking desire that he inspired.
A small groan from him made me freeze, and then the blankets shifted.
We were completely under the covers together, and now his hand slid over my stomach. The man was against me in the most fucking intimate way, and he was still sleeping.
“Godsdamn,” I muttered. And then louder, “Razai?”
He grunted.
