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“Thanks.” I ended the call and crawled up the bed toward Aurora, who sleepily smiled at me as she cuddled closer.
“Could you hear him on the other end?”
“Mm… bits and pieces.”
“I’d planned for our marriage announcement to happen at the charity event in Nashville this weekend, but it seems it will be our confirmation announcement instead.”
“Okay,” Aurora mumbled as she tucked her head against my shoulder.
“I’ll keep you safe,” I told her as her breath began to even out.
“I know,” she mumbled, quickly falling into her dreamland.
I was going to honor my promise. I’d keep her safe.
Even if that meant safe from me.
Chapter Sixteen – Aurora
I woke to Talon shifting around my bedroom before the sun even began to make her way over the mountains. After our enthusiastic lovemaking, I fell asleep quickly. Three orgasms would do that to a girl. We’d fallen asleep with the lamp on after Dean’s call.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”
I sat up in bed, stretching my arms above my head. The blanket draped around my body fluttered down to my waist, exposing my breasts. Glancing down, I noticed little purplish marks there along my flesh. Marks Talon fervently left on me with a smile on his face.
“You didn’t. I’m usually up early.”
Talon stopped tying the drawstring on a pair of basketball shorts, and his eyes widened while he stared at me. “Really?”
“When you live on a farm, you have to be ready before the sun.”
He nodded and moved onto the end of the bed. “What do you typically do in the morning, now that you live here and not on a farm?”
“Some yoga or, if I’m feeling adventurous, go for a run. But honestly? I hate running. It’s the worst.”
“I agree, but it’s a necessary evil.” He chuckled as he ran his hand down his exposed abdomen.
“Well, I approve of your devilish ways.”
Talon turned completely to kneel on the bed, then crawled toward me. It was one of the sexiest fucking things I’d ever seen.
“Do you now?” he asked as he moved between my legs. They eagerly parted despite the soreness at their apex.
I laid back as he hovered his much larger body over mine, then replied, “Definitely.”
He glanced at my clock on the nightstand, one passed down to me by my parents. Pretty sure it was from the ’80s. “What are you doing today?” he questioned, leaning down and running his nose over the column of my neck. I never knew such a subtle movement could turn me on so much.
“I’m… I’m going to set up my classroom today. Franny is helping me.”
“Mm hmm….” He moved to the other side of my neck, and my body shivered at the contact. “What time do you need to leave?”
Sitting back on his heels, Talon reached for my hands, grabbing my wrists. He locked both in one of his fists, keeping a gentle hold, and pressed them against the bed above my head. He shifted his weight and rested his hips against me.
I was too lost in the feel of his hardening dick to answer his question, but Talon leaned down and nipped my lip to prompt a response. “Nine. We’re meeting at nine,” I replied as my tongue dipped out to lick his bottom lip, but the bastard moved away too quickly.
“Good. That leaves plenty of time. Leave your hands there,” he demanded as he launched himself off the bed, yanking his shorts and boxers down the moment his bare feet touched the floor.
“Plenty of time for what?”
