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I didn’t need to ask how he wanted me, I simply knew.

Positioning myself at the edge of the bed, I got on all fours. Nitro stood behind me but he didn’t enter me right away.

Instead, he ran his hand down my spine, making me shudder. Nitro touched me like he owned me, and in a way, he did.

I had willingly surrendered my body and heart to him and had absolutely no regrets.

“Take me, Nitro,” I murmured. “Help me forget about today.”

“Your wish is my command, mate,” he answered and that made me laugh.

I parted my legs wider as Nitro pushed one, then two digits inside me. He didn’t need to prep me for long, because I was so ready for him.

Once Nitro deemed me ready, he nudged his thick cock inside me. I gasped, clawing at the sheets as Nitro entered me in one swift thrust.

My mate felt so big, so perfect inside me.

Nitro soon banished the initial ache of his entry, as he pumped in and out of me with steady and slow strokes.

Soon enough, we lost ourselves in each other.

I forgot all about the creature that attacked Dylan and was targeting me. My past no longer seemed to matter.

I silently marvelled at our bodies were a perfect fit. Each time Nitro entered me, pressure built inside me.

My balls tightened against my body.

Nitro sheathed himself inside me one more time. I cried out softly as I came, emptying my balls.

After several thrusts, Nitro climaxed, filling me with his seed.

I collapsed on the sheets as he drew out of me. Nitro kissed me quickly on the mouth before excusing himself.

He didn’t disappear for long. Nitro returned with a towel in hand.

After cleaning us both, he slipped into bed with me, bringing me close to his warm chest. I closed my eyes momentarily.

Sex between us was mind-blowing but I also thoroughly enjoyed what came after.

“Feel better?” Nitro asked me, stroking my hair.

“Much better,” I said, feeling completely satisfied.

“Do you forgive me for earlier?” Nitro asked.

It seemed my answer was important to him so I opened my eyes again and looked at Nitro’s gold flecked eyes.

“I do,” I said.

“Good,” he said with a smile, then kissed the top of my head. “Go to sleep, Tommy. Tomorrow’s a brand new day.”

16

TOMMY

Taking a deep breath, I set the tray down, trying to balance it with one hand as I prepared to knock on Whizz and Dylan's door.

Dread kindled in my stomach. Nitro had offered to accompany me, but I insisted on facing this task alone.

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