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She looked at him and was going to ask, but he was gorgeous in the early morning. His chest was the same buff tan as his face, his hair was long and loose, the point of his ears was more obvious, and his eyes were sexy and sleepy. She stared.
He looked at her and smiled slightly. “Yes?”
“You are gorgeous.”
He chuckled. “Thank you. You can grab a shower through that panel there.”
She nodded and rolled off the bed, swaying for a moment before she headed for the shower.
It took her a few moments to get the hang of things, but when she was scrubbed and clean, she smelled like his soap. That was going to haunt her for the rest of the day.
She had her hair in a wet braid, but she was dressed and far more awake than she had been before.
She walked out, and the king was standing and looking out at the pre-dawn world as the light slowly started in the distance. He was wearing his skin and nothing else. She blinked and said softly, “Where did my shoes and purse end up?”
He turned toward her and smiled. “Over here.”
She followed him as he walked toward the main door and saw her shoes on a shelf in the wardrobe, with her purse tucked next to it. She picked up her phone and flicked it on. Bailey was giving her the day off.
She looked to the king and smiled. “Well, it was interesting, and I hope you got the answers you wanted.”
“I think I want to ask so much more. You have to go to work?”
Val put her shoes on and was honest. “No. Bailey is giving me a day off.”
Arms wrapped around her, and she felt his lips at her neck. “Come back to bed.”
“Why?”
“I need you.”
She turned toward him, and she said, “You are a morning riser?”
He chuckled. “Anytime, really.”
“Fine.”
He was stunned. “Really?”
“Do you want me to say no?”
He lifted her, carried her to his bed, and her shoes were removed and tucked to one side. Same with her purse. She was sitting up and watching. He slipped his hands under her skirt and removed her panties, then lifted the dress off her and dropped it to one side. The bra got a little more care, but when that was gone, he knelt in front of her and pressed his forehead between her breasts.
She got nervous because she was remembering how violent her response to his mouth had been.
He looked up at her and smiled. “Hello, beauty.”
She stroked his jaw and ran her thumb across his lips. “Hello, Amori.”
His eyes lit up, her braid unravelled, and mage fire dried her. “Hearing my name from your lips...”
She smiled. “I do remember your lips.”
His grin got wide; he rose up and tackled her to the bed. He held her hands above her head and whispered, “Say it again.”
She looked up at him and then said softly, “Hello, Amori.”
His eyes glowed. He rolled his head on his neck, and his ears got a lot taller and more canine. His green-amber eyes were now firmly amber. His colouration around his face was more. Just more. Cheekbones looked higher; the widow’s peak came down further. He looked very much like a fox. When his lips parted, his sharp teeth were also on display.
