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His eyes sparked as his mouth curled into a smirk.

“You still got a mouth on you, then,” he said, pinching tighter. “I’ve always liked you when you’re feisty.”

“You’re a—”

He grabbed me by the waist, hauling me up like it was nothing, hands gripping tight as he brought me over to the couch. He put me down, and before I could move, one of his large hands went to my breast, pinning me in place while the other moved between my legs.

“I also remember how to make you behave,” he growled, his fingers circling my vagina, teasing, toying with me. His thumb pressed against my clit, and I groaned, forgetting everything else around me. Right then, the only thing that mattered were his hands, one grasping my breast, the other plunging into me, sending new ripples of electricity jolting through me.

I writhed beneath his touch, moaning as my hands clawed at his arm. His mouth pressed against mine, swallowing my groans as his hand worked faster, thrusting in and out of me with the skill of an artisan. I closed my eyes as the pleasure built, swelling to the point it was nearly unbearable.

Then the fingers vanished. I opened my eyes to see a smirking Rand hovering above me, thumb still stroking my clit but slowly, tantalizingly, keeping me on the edge. Judging by the glimmer in his eyes, he knew exactly what he was doing.

“I’m going to savor this,” he said. “I forgot how good it feels to make you squirm.”

I would have fired back, but my mind had gone deliciously blank. All I could think about was how close I was to coming, and how badly I needed that release. Removing his hand, he rubbed his cock along my slit before he pressed it against my opening, taunting me.

He met my gaze, that dazzling smirk on his face as he waited, one final tease as he gauged my reaction.

He slammed into me, pumping in and out as I yelled and writhed, spouting curses at him and trying to claw at him even as my body screamed for more. My wolf yowled with need, loving the way he dominated me, making me think of all the times he had done so in the past, fueling that desire and craving even more. My mind went blank, totally hungry for him. I knew I was close to falling over the edge, to submitting to him entirely.

His mouth went to my neck, biting gently on my collarbone, and that was the final straw. I shattered, crying out in ecstasy as that pressure released, pleasure running through my entire body. My body clenched, muscles spasming with delight as my hips bucked, riding that sensation for as long as I could, wanting it to last forever. Just as my own climax was coming to an end, I felt his start as he filled me with cum.

We both panted, his cock still inside me as we looked at one another, both processing what had just happened and both of us coming to our own conclusion. And I realized I had just made things a lot more complicated.

Chapter 8 - Rand

I slid out of her and lay on the couch next to her, panting as my wolf relaxed for the first time in days, finally sated after getting the thing he’d been craving for ages.

I bit back another groan at that thought. I hadn’t realized how badly I needed her. I had been picturing Astrid naked since she’d shown back up in my life, and I’d fantasized more than once about what it would feel like to fuck her again. But I’d forgotten just how insanely attractive she was when she was pissed about something. It wasn’t the first time we’d had angry sex. And part of me hoped it wouldn’t be the last.

“You’re still as hot as the day I first met you,” I said.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” she shot back. Her eyes were far away, almost glassy, as a worry line creased the skin beneath her brow.

I frowned, an unpleasant nagging sensation creeping up my spine. “Everything all right?” I asked.

“Everything’s fine,” she said. “For the most part.”

Something about the way she said it made my own stomach sink. “That doesn’t sound like everything’s fine,” I countered. “So why don’t you tell me what’s really on your mind?”

She propped herself up on her elbows, looking up at me. She chewed her lip as she considered something.

“I think this should be a one-time thing,” she said. “I think emotions got high, and we both needed to get some things out of our system. But I don’t know if you and I being a thing beyond this is going to work.”

I blinked. “Really?” I couldn’t lie and say I wasn’t disappointed.

“I think it’s for the best we don’t get too attached or let things go any further,” she said. “We tried doing something once, and we both know how that went.”

I frowned, studying her face. I might not have seen her in a few years, but I remembered her tells well enough. She was holding something back, only I had no idea what it might be. “Is that really the whole story?” I prompted.

“Honestly?” She let out a huff of air and brushed the hair from her face as she looked at me. “I don’t want to get hurt again. Once was bad enough. And as fun as that was, I don’t know if I can trust you not to do it again.”

The accusation felt a little too close to a slap in the face. I tried not to look hurt or offended even as I tried to sort everything out in my head.

“I wasn’t trying to hurt you,” I argued. “I was trying to do the opposite.”

It was the truth. I had been trying to protect her. I’d figured breaking up with her was the best thing I could do for her and for Thea, and I assumed leaving the way I had would make it all easier. Cold turkey, a fresh start for both of us. I thought it would be easier for us to both move on.

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