Page 96 of Glamour & Gumballs

He’d done that on purpose.

“I’m going to kill you.” There was no bite behind the words. They actually came out a little breathy.

“Do you really want to kill me, Chaos?” One of his hands found my breast, his thumb dragging slowly over my nipple. “Or do you just want me to fuck you harder?”

I groaned.

My body tightened around his cock.

“That’s what I thought.” He lifted me off his erection, and set me down on my stomach on the ottoman. My hands spread over the cushions, and he opened my legs wide before thrusting into me again.

All my thoughts died as he dragged orgasm after orgasm out of me until I was so well-pleasured, I could barely move.

Sealing the mate bond was a good thing.

A very, very good thing.

I was never letting go of Rhett.

twenty-one

RHETT

“So, you think they’re going to pick us to lead the Society with Cameron and Molly,” Erin said, lifting a spoonful of chili to her lips.

The same lips that had been wrapped around my cock twenty minutes ago.

Fuck, I was getting hard again already.

We’d gone flying earlier, and it had been a blast. The flying had been followed by sex. So fucking much sex.

Our need would ease when her pheromones faded, but until then, I would enjoy every minute of it. We were already a week into the bond, so it was easing up slightly for her, at least.

I didn’t think it would ever ease up for me.

“They will,” I agreed. “We’ll get voted into the second or third position. The vote is still a few months out, though.”

“Who else will get chosen?”

I shrugged. “No one else has the connections Cam and I have, so it’s hard to say.”

Erin nodded slowly. “I can’t say it’s what I wanted to do, but I guess it’s better than sitting around and doing nothing. Or being rejected for promotions because there are humans who want it.”

“They shouldn’t have done that to you.”

“It’s fine. It got me to you, which is what matters, right?”

“Yes.” I put my hand on her thigh, squeezing.

“What do we do until then?” she asked. “You can’t guard for the game shows anymore, unless you leave me.”

The hesitation in her eyes told me she thought that was an actual option.

“That’s not happening,” I said bluntly. “You’re mine, remember? I’m not walking away.”

Her hesitation disappeared.

Her shoulders lifted a little higher.

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