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“Clearly,” I answer, flicking my eyes back down to his cock.

He grins and lowers himself on top of me, rolling himself against my core, bringing me back to life, sending my pulse pounding again. “Isit clear? Have I properly shown you just what you do to me?”

Yes. No.I don’t know what the right answer is. So I simply hook my legs around his waist and say, “Show me some more.”

Armin presses a tender kiss to my lips. “Gladly,” he says.

And then he thrusts inside of me. It’s a smooth, languid roll of his hips, a show of his skill, a shock to my senses. My legs tighten around his hips and my mouth falls open as my fingers scramble to find purchase on his back.

“Yes,” he says. “Get a good grip on me, Mavey, and then never let me go.”

I don’t get the chance to completely process his words before he’s pulling out and sinking back in, a ripple of his muscles that has him working deep inside of me and hitting my most sensitive spot. I cry out and bring my hips up against his, working him in just a little harder, filling me.

“Shit,” he curses, teeth gritting. “Fine, then. I’ll give you what you want.”

Briefly, I wonder what it is with him and mywants. I’d say something—

If he wasn’t slowly, achingly, sliding his cock out of me.

If he didn’t ram himself back inside of me with force, pulling a moan of a cry from my lips as my walls clench around him.

My hips start working him in and out, picking up in speed as I move under him, desperate breaths falling from me as Armin matches my movements with his own, complementing them. Our skin meets with vicious slaps that only add to the pleasure, and he brings one hand down to my clit and the other up to one of my breasts, as if he wants to have every piece of me all at once.

I give it to him.

Armin gives it all back.

Release builds at my spine, coursing through my veins. He must feel it, must see it on my face, because Armin says, “Come with me, darling.” He flicks my clit and angles himself in deeper, harder, and then I’m done for.

I let loose with a scream, and Armin comes, too, a slight grunt slipping from his clenched teeth as he thrusts his way through it, until his movements slow to a complete stop.

Our chests are rising and falling in matching, heavy breaths as he pulls out of me and drops onto the bed beside me. I catch him licking the fingers that played at my pussy before he grins and says, “I can’t tell if that was a welcome gift for you or for me.”

I can’t help it then, as much as I wish I could.

I laugh.

Chapter 16

Armin

distracted

I haven’t yet figured Mavey out.

I’m close, I think. But it’s so hard to pin a girl like her down, when I don’t even think she’s completely sure of who she is, really. Not that she’s lost, but... so many pieces of her are conflicting. Like those late night moments around the fires when she talks to me without so many reservations, to breakfast the next morning where getting a word out of her is nearly impossible.

And then she’d made a joke, earlier, I think. About needing a distraction if she were to be here for five years. And then her laugh, later, after...

And the sex itself. Whatever she wanted, I said I’d give her. And she’d wanted it, wanted the distraction from everything tobeme, to be what I could make her feel.

And thosesoundsshe’d made. I’d never have thought she’d be so loud—and I certainly wouldn’t have thought it would get me as hard as it did.

My back stings each time the fabric brushes against the scratches she gave me. I could easily heal the scratches, but I am currently debating rubbing salt into them, in hopes of getting them to scar over so that I can keep them forever.

Mavey sits quietly with her dinner in front of her now, lost in her thoughts. I don’t bother pushing her to speak—especially since I don’t know what to say, anyway. Besides, this chance to memorize her face is too good to pass up.

I’ve tried before. But she’d quickly felt me looking at her and turned away, walked away, or sent her horse trotting far ahead of mine.

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