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His laughter would have made me laugh if I wasn’t already half asleep.

A cold block of ice pressed into my vagina and I squeaked, eyes flying open. He knelt next to me, still beautifully naked, holding a folded, damp towel against me.

“Why?” I panted, wondering if this was some kind of game before he finally killed me.

“So, you can walk in the morning,” he answered, mouth still annoyingly quirked.

I frowned at him, body falling back limp against the pillows. “I’m never walking again. I just want to die here.”

Shoulders trembling, Thoran bent his head and pressed a kiss to my inner thigh. “Are you complaining, my Little Blue?”

I mashed my lips together and turned my head away. “I didn’t say that.”

He kissed my hip bone. “Good, because I am addicted to the taste of your pussy and I plan to make it a regular part of my diet.”

Something about that elicited a giggle out of me that I tried to stifle behind my hand, but Thoran raised those gorgeous eyes and smirked the way I imagined a naughty little boy would.

After several more minutes of soothing the thrum he’d created, Thoran took the rag into the bathroom. He returned a second later and pulled me into his chest. His arms crushed me against his heart, and I happily burrowed into him. I twisted my own arms and legs around his ribs and across his hips, keeping him prisoner to me.

Thoran groaned into the top of my head. His fingers closed into my hair to cradle the back of my skull, wedging my face to the steady pulse at his throat.

“I’m never letting you go,” he whispered into my ear.

I felt myself smile even as the heavy curtain of sleep wove over me. “Promise?”

His answer was lost in the waves of sleep that finally took me under.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

THORAN

I had half a mind to ask Cooke to bring breakfast to my room the next morning if for no other reason than to keep Sleeping Beauty in my bed a while longer. But it wouldn’t be enough. I would keep her there for lunch and dinner. For the day. Maybe two or ten. We would never leave, and I would happily lose myself in her arms forever.

But I had an empire to run, and Blue needed a break after I got slightly carried away the night before.

I had no regrets for making her scream and cum repeatedly until she was a bundle of raw nerves. Thighs quivering. Pussy pulsing like a second heartbeat. I definitely did not regret the feel of her squirting over my hand. The hot, sticky liquid filling my mouth with the sweetest drug. That had been my trigger point, my tip into madness. I had to see it again. I had to feel it. It was all I could think about. Even when she was a sobbing mess, swearing she couldn’t cum again, I knew I needed one more.

I peered down at the blonde head nestled against my chest. Cornsilk strands tickled my chin and spilled across my shoulder smelling of my shampoo. Neither of us had moved from our tangle of limbs the entire night, and I had never slept so well.

The whole night.

I hadn’t tossed or turned once.

I hadn’t dozed off only to snap awake in a cold sweat. I had shut my eyes, face buried in Blue’s hair and passed out cold.

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