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"Fuck," Laverna gasped. Her nails were leaving marks all over his broad shoulders, and she was too far gone to care.

She pushed her fingers against his mouth. "Suck." Romulus did, his tongue flicking against her fingers before she pulled them free.

Laverna dropped her soaked fingers to her clit, and she started to ride him. Romulus laughed, deep and dangerous, right before he slammed into her until he hit her limit. Laverna was breaking apart as he did it again and again, his eyes watching her fingers circle her clit as he moved in and out of her.

"Let me see you come for me," he whispered in her ear.

"I only come for me, asshole, not you," Laverna managed to stammer in defiance before electricity tore down her spine, her orgasm shattering her. "Rom."

"Fucking hell, Laverna," Romulus growled against her neck. "Your pussy is going to choke my dick to death."

Romulus pushed her back down onto the fur, slung her legs over his shoulders, and pounded into her, crashing her through another orgasm before he stared into her eyes and came with her name on his lips.

Afterward, he kissed her cheeks softly and then her lips before rolling so she was lying on top of him, his dick still inside of her. It didn't matter. Her prized wolf fur was definitely ruined, and she didn't have the strength to care.

Romulus's heart was pounding under her ear, his fingers stroking up her back. The pesky lump was back in Laverna's throat, but she only ignored it and kissed a bead of sweat off his gorgeous chest.

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Rom woke wrapped in wolf fur, smelling of sex, and with a fresco of Laverna looking down on him. The painting was an incredible work that rendered her cheeky sneer to perfection. She was dressed in ancient Roman clothes with a crown of bones and laurel leaves on her head.

Where the fuck am I? he rubbed at his face, groggy and disorientated.

The previous day came back to him in flashes—Sidonius's apartment, the spell choking him, bits of consciousness in and out until they got into this room. He was in a temple dedicated to Laverna. The image of her in her full divine aspect hit him like a hammer. She had saved him...and then they had fucked like animals on the floor.

You did it all wrong too, his wolf said, waking up inside of him.

Rom smiled at the memory of her riding his cock. I don't think I did anything wrong at all.

So where is she then? You are waking up alone, the wolf snapped back. If it was left to me, I would have put her on that throne and licked her until she gave in and accepted her position as our mate. But here you are. Unmated. You didn't even get a taste.

Rom sat up, ignoring the wolf's commentary on his lovemaking skills. Although, it hadn't exactly been lovemaking. It had been a quick and reckless fuck out of sheer desperation to be inside of her. He hated that the wolf was right in that he was waking up alone too.

No, Laverna wouldn't have been shy about telling him if she had wanted something else last night.

You were probably just a pity fuck because she felt sorry for you, his wolf grumbled.

Rom didn't like that idea one bit. His clothes were gone, so Rom wrapped the wolf fur around himself. It wasn't until he was almost at the temple door that he realized why it was so quiet. He couldn't feel the city. He rested his hands against the door and tried to steady himself. Apart from the wolf, his head was completely quiet.

This part of the city belonged to Laverna, not him. That had to be it. He needed to find his hostess and kiss her senseless for saving his ass and giving him a moment's silence.

All amorous hopes that he might have been harboring were doused when he found Laverna sitting at a large dining table with Claudius and Roberto. Photos and reports were all scattered around a map. Laverna's hair was up in a messy knot, and she was wearing a Xena T-shirt and a pair of tights. Rom smiled at her. He wanted to bend her over the table and...

"Rom? Are you okay?" Claudius asked, making the other two look up from the map.

Rom clutched the fur around him a little tighter. "I think so. Groggy. How long have I been out?"

"For most of the day. It's about 2 p.m. Laverna threatened to skin me if I woke you," Claudius said, eyeing Rom's makeshift cover up. "Is that a wolf fur?"

"Settle down. It's no one you know," Laverna said. She ran her eyes over Rom, but she didn't meet his eye. There was no heat or embarrassment or any recognition at all of what had happened between them. She gestured to a door. "The baths are that way. I spoke with Hecate, and she said to make sure you fully submerge in the salt pool to remove any lingering traces of the magic."

Claudius got up and offered Rom a black leather duffle bag. "I bought you some things from home. Looks like all of our places might be under surveillance by the witches."

Laverna pointed again to a door on the other side of the room. "Go that way, and don't get lost, or we will never find your body." She still hadn't looked him in the eye. Not once.

I told you that you were a pity fuck, his wolf growled. And didn't that just piss him off?

Rom took the bag and headed for the baths before he said something he regretted, like he usually did when they argued. It would only make the situation worse.

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