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He slips a hand between us, finding my clit with his thumb. My mouth falls open as I gasp, my eyes widening as pleasure blooms and coils through me. His eyes flash in satisfaction as I tighten around him, my body shuddering as the first wave of my orgasm crests. Pressing hard on my clit, he surges up and captures my mouth with his, teeth sinking into my lip. The spark of pain sends me hurtling into the abyss, my body tensing as I gasp and quiver, mouth open on a silent scream.

Declan leans back as he starts to come, his thrusts slowing as our eyes meet. Emotion clogs my throat at the vulnerability in his gaze. I cup his face in my hands, kissing him desperately as we rock together, trembling.

My eyes fall closed as we part, and I bury my face against his neck. Declan holds me, soothing gentle hands along my back.

“Thank you,” he breathes. “I didn’t know…I’ve never felt…”

His voice trails off as his arms tighten, but he doesn't need to finish his thought. I feel it, too. Complete. Whole.

As I huddle in Declan’s arms, emotion welling deeper than it ever has, fear lurks. If I’m not careful, I’ll never survive them.

Chapter 38

Lex

Our last morning in Paris dawns bleak and gray, matching my mood. Ugh, it’s way too early to be this maudlin. Pushing the dark thoughts away, I sit up and scrub my hands over my face. My phone pings with an incoming text.

Roo: don’t miss your flight

Cass: ?? girl, she took the jet

Roo: so? It has a flight plan

Me: I’m up, ladies, thank you

Me: Enjoying your Friday night?

Cass: i talked roo into going out!!

Roo: it’s not a big deal

Cass: she’s in a dress!!!!

Cass sends a photo next, of Ruby in a little black dress, her expression droll. I giggle. She looks gorgeous and exasperated, exactly what I expect for a night out without me, her typical buffer for Cass’s enthusiasm.

Cass: she’s having fun, i promise

Me: looks it

Roo: cass insists i tell you that i am, indeed, enjoying myself

Me: Very convincing, Roo. Well done

Roo: enough about me. Have you talked to them?

I slide out from under the covers and pad over to the ensuite bathroom. The space feels cavernous and empty without Linc, Shane, and Declan. They’d surrounded me in their warmth the night before the Summit, waking me up the next morning with languid touches and long kisses. It had felt like a taste of something forbidden and elusive, which could only exist in the bubble of the Paris we’d claimed for ourselves.

After Declan shattered my defenses and laid me bare the night before, he’d slipped away to wash up while Shane bundled me into the shower. Linc had wandered into the room with a wolfish smile, offering to keep me up with orgasms all night so we didn’t break any rules. Shane came to my rescue, shooing him out and placing a chaste kiss on my brow. As he’d left, guilt twisted my gut. I could barely sleep, the flash of hurt in Linc’s eyes before he laughed it off replaying on a loop in my head.

I regret it fiercely while sheer terror over the implications of my regret grips me.

Cass: uh oh

Cass: she didn’t

Roo: Lex.

Staring at my phone, I sigh. I splash water onto my face, trying to wash away the feeling of loss I can’t shake.

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