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I did, but there was more to it than that. “I don’t know exactly how it works between alphas, but I think it would be nice if you could sense each other too.”

“Yeah?”

He stepped under the spray before I could answer, nearly drowning me in all the hot water.

“Do you want to watch, Lucy?”

I shuddered at the sound of the deep growl in his words, knowing I’d been caught.

“Do you want to watch me fuck him?” Cas asked, scraping his teeth against the ridge of my ear.

I clenched down on him, fingers sinking into his hair so I could tug his head back. I stared into those brilliant blue eyes and knew I had to have him one more time before I let him clean me up.

“I want to see you two fuck,” I whispered into his ear. “Almost as badly as I want to see his teeth in your throat.”

“Jesus Christ, you make me crazy.” Cas moved me up and down, still rock hard. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.”

“Good. That’s exactly what I want.” Shit, I was already panting, but I needed to hear it. “Say it again, Cas. Tell me you love me.”

“I love you—god, I fucking love you. I don’t give a fuck if you get tired of hearing it. I’ll tell you over and over and over.”

He slammed me down on the last word, hitting so deep I came instantly. It was like he’d found a secret button inside of me and I screamed when it hit so hard I almost blacked out.

Cas pulled me off of him before I could recover and turned me around, telling me to put my hands on the wall and brace myself. My legs were trembling and I could barely function, but I got my hands on the wall right as he pushed back inside of me, gripping my hips until my back arched and my feet came up off the floor.

With every thrust, he told me he loved me – over and over until the words turned devolved into a deep growl as he came, panting from the force of his orgasm.

The only reason I wasn’t a pile of goo on the floor was because he was holding me up “I got you,” he told me, pressing a hand to my stomach. I could feel his hand pushing on his cock and my head dropped back against his shoulder, so far gone I couldn’t say a word. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything.”

And he kept his word.

CHAPTER 28

Lucy

Cas was banging around in my kitchen like he belonged there, and I couldn’t stop staring.

The couch in my office was the perfect place to watch him and I held the cup of coffee he’d made for me, wondering how we got here.

He’d integrated himself into my life flawlessly.

After fucking the absolute shit out of me, he’d kept his promise. Cas had cleaned me up and washed my hair with gentle hands, never once letting go of me. I couldn’t stand on my own so he’d put me in his lap and his hands in my hair was almost as good as his dick in my pussy.

I couldn’t believe how docile he’d made me. I’d even let him tuck me in bed after he put me in some sweats and a T-shirt. I’d had every intention of getting up after five minutes, but at some point I’d fallen asleep.

He didn’t wake me up either.

No, he’d waited until breakfast was ready and the coffee was on before bringing it to me in bed. I was pretty sure he would have fed it to me too if I’d let him.

Now he was cleaning the kitchen, completely content to leave me to my own devices so I could do whatever I needed to do.

Even now his hair fell into his eyes as he scrubbed, making the muscles in his arms and chest flex. It was fucking ridiculous how attractive he was and Cas didn’t even realize it. Sure, he probably knew he wasn’t ugly, but every time he caught me staring at him he’d give me this massive grin like he’s never experienced someone being absolutely obsessed with him before.

How the fuck did that happen? Did everyone else have defective eyeballs? He was objectively gorgeous even if he did look terrifying. I mean, he was tall and the way his shirts always clung to his muscles was extremely unfair.

At least this one was a T-shirt so he couldn’t unbutton it and show off all that cleavage again. He needed a dress code if I was ever going to be able to work around him again. Because seriously, did those pants really have to be that tight?

“Stop procrastinating.”

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