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In response, he spread his legs wider for me.
“Good boy.” I rolled my hips forward, pushing past that tight ring of muscle.
His sharp inhale echoed in the room, and he threw his head back against the pillows, throat bared. I licked him there, working myself in and out of his ass, adding another inch with each thrust until I was almost at my hilt.
“Fuck. Wait, wait, wait,” he gasped, smacking at my chest. “Just…give me a second.”
I stilled, kissing his shoulder. Then bit it. Gently. Just enough to ground him.
I reached down and stroked his cock in my hand, slow and easy, until his tension gave way to hunger and lust again. He grabbed my face and kissed me hard.
“More,” he begged desperately.
I gave it to him.Allof it.
A little growl of sound rumbled up from his chest. “Thank the gods you don’t have more length.”
I chuckled before I kissed him again and fucked his ass in earnest. There were no words after that. Just heat. Panting breaths. Breathy moans. Our sounds mingled and I wasn’t sure where one began and the other ended.
He clutched my ass, pulling me deeper, matching every thrust. His muscles clamped around my cock, milking every stroke, and I jerked him off while I fucked him, wanting him to orgasm with me.
Our eyes locked. Our bodies burned. Our cocks swelled as the mindless bliss took over. He shouted as he came, coating my hand and his stomach with his release. I bellowed, spilling inside of him.
When it was over, we didn’t speak. We just stayed there, tangled together, hearts pounding in sync, neither of us ready to admit what had just happened had changedeverything.
CHAPTER 16
Jenny
As the morning light poured into my bedroom, I stretched out on the bed.Why do I have so much room?My hand flapped against Tiger’s usual side, but no one was there.Strange.
He wasn’t in the bathroom, either, so I pulled on my workout clothes for training with Longshot, convinced Tiger had snuck out early for food. I put my hair into a ponytail before leaving my room, and on the off chance he wasn’t feeling well and had slept in, I cracked his door open to check on him.
There were too many limbs sticking out from beneath the blanket. I frowned, then realized some of them were the wrong color to be Tiger’s. They were oil black with a blue tinge.
Shock rippled through me as realization hit.Mal. It was Mal beneath the blanket with Tiger.
I gasped, and Tiger mumbled something in his sleep and shifted, the blanket slipping to reveal naked skin. I shut the door as quietly as I could while I shook in anger.
How dare he give me shit for Mal licking my neck, and then he goes and fucks him?I was livid. He was such a fucking hypocrite, and I didn’t know how to reconcile that with what I knew of Tiger.But how well do I really know him?
I stormed off to breakfast, my mind a mess. When I arrived out on the terrace, Longshot and Surge were already seated. No Discord. Great. Was she under that blanket, too?
I continued to fume as I poured my coffee with shaking hands. I drank it down as fast as I could without burning myself. I wanted to be gone before Tiger and Mal arrived for breakfast. The last thing I wanted to see was them laughing and looking like a happy new couple.
“Rough night?” Longshot asked, watching me closely.
“Are you ready to go?” I deflected, dodging his question.
“I’ve had breakfast—”
I abruptly stood up. “Good, let’s go.”
“But you have not eaten anything,” he pointed out, his tone concerned. “If you were to train this way, Jenny, it would not go well.”
“I’m not hungry, Longshot,” I insisted. “I need to train.”
He set his napkin next to his empty plate. “Very well. But I am warning you, if I see your blood sugar dipping, I will call it.”
