Page 141 of Fated to the Hunters

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“Do tell more.”

“Wax play.” Ezra’s face lit up. “But no burning,” she quickly clarified.

“No burning,” he promised. “And if you are not comfortable after all, you don’t have to do it ever again.”

She’d known that, yet hearing it over and over again felt relieving. “I assume you’ve done it before.”

“I have and I will talk you through it if you like.”

Scarlett nodded slowly. “I have another question.”

“Go ahead, princess.”

“Do you want us to… I mean do we always have to—”

“No,” he said, clearly understanding the hidden meaning behind her words. “No, we don’t always have to have sex with me tied up and submitting to you.”

That was an even larger relief, though Scarlett tried to mask it. “How did you feel about Mateo and Vince joining us?”

“Good. It’s about you, they add to your pleasure, so I don’t mind them.”

“We never talked about what happened. I also didn’t really know how to ask, so I wanted to check in with you.”

“That is very kind of you. Rest assured, they enjoyed it too.”

Though she wouldn’t admit it, she was jealous of their bond.Shewanted to feel their every emotion, having the reassurancethat they meant what they were saying. But that was a different kind of talk, one that none of them may be ready for.

Chapter Forty-Three

Ezra

Ezra stroked his thumb over Scarlett’s cheek, leaning in to steal a soft kiss. “You look tense.”

“Ifeeltense. Don’t get me wrong, this conversation was good, but it was a lot to take in.”

“I would very much like to make you feel better.” Ezra dropped his hand to her thigh, teasing up the exposed skin. “Let me take care of you.”

Their lips met, and Scarlett’s body slipped from the bed and melted into his lap. He hummed, his mind so very much at ease. Not just because of their conversation, but the whole day. Starting with the way she hadn’t been ashamed of him in public, not even when wearing his scars openly for everyone to see. His heart leapt at the thought that she felt safe with him and his dick hardened when he remembered how she’d shown him her alpha side.

Fuck,he wanted to see more of that. But not tonight. Tonight, his sole purpose was to make her feel good.

He cupped his hands around her ass, thumbing over the lace and standing with her in his arms. His weight pinned her on the mattress, his head angling to deepen the kiss. Scarlett arched into him, her pussy rubbing over his cock, easing the pressure yet leaving him wantingmore.

With one arm supporting him beside her head, he slipped the other under the shirt she’d stolen from him. Her skin was hot and each touch he shared with her tingled—like it should with mates. If his research was correct, those electric sparks would stay with them for a lifetime.

“I will spoil you,” he promised, slipping his fingers under the thin lace bra. “Reward you for a perfect day with you.”

“Ezra,” she moaned and laced her fingers into his hair.

“That’s not my name, princess.”

“Prince,” she corrected, demanding for the kiss to continue.

Ezra ground into her, his thumb circling her nipple. Scarlett tugged on his hair with one hand, his shirt with the other. With one swift motion, he tossed the offending fabric aside and sat back on his heels. She didn’t need him to tell her what to do, sitting up and throwing the t-shirt aside to reveal the matching lace set she’d chosen for him.

“Breathtaking,” he husked, fingers caressing over her stomach and side until they reached her bra and unclasped the hooks. The moment he tugged it free, she sat up and revealed her beautiful breasts. Before either of them could blink, Ezra’s mouth closed around her nipple, knocking her backwards to the mattress. Her fingers twisted into his hair, her free hand finding purchase on his shoulder.

Ezra rested his weight on one arm, snaking the other between them to shove his jeans away and free his cock. He groaned into her pillowy flesh, sucking a moan from deep within her chest.