Page 34 of Forged in Twilight: The Complete Series

EPILOGUE

He was as good as his word.

When Becca’s pants became shorter, her nails leaving tracks near the dips in his hips, Raze took control.

Flipping her over, he slipped his hand between their slick bodies, rubbing her clit in measured circles that became more and more frantic as he pounded away inside of her.

Only when her pants became soft moans did he know that she was about to come. He’d learned that his soulmate was a bit of a screamer, but she was staying as quiet as possible as if she hadn’t forgotten that Sam was lurking out in the hall.

His brother stopped yelling when he realized that Raze was going to come out when he was good and ready. Already annoyed at Sam’s unexpected intrusion, he hated that Sam stole Becca’s screams of pleasure from him. Promising himself—and his mate—that he’d make it up to her, he swallowed her next moans in a deep kiss as she finally came around his cock.

He let himself climax as soon as he was sure that Becca was satisfied. Then, because he was still pretty pissed at Sam, he kissed her sweat-slicked forehead, nuzzled her nose, nipped beneath her jaw as Becca got her breath back.

For a moment, he thought she might have finally forgotten about Sam; if she had, Raze had no problem leaving Sam out there all day. But after she had recovered from the way he worked her body, she shoved his body off of hers. Raze landed on his back with a soft oof, letting his petite soulmate manhandle him any which way she wanted to.

He had a momentary hope that she was ready to climb on top of him again. Those hopes were dashed when she scampered off of the mattress, giving him an enticing glimpse of her behind before she crossed the room, zeroing toward the suitcase Raze had left on his couch.

“Come back to bed,” he murmured. “I already miss you.”

“Can’t.” She yanked the zipper open, ruffling around the clothes stuffed inside, pulling out a few pieces at random. At least, it came off asrandom to Raze. Becca, on the other hand, seemed to know exactly what she was doing.

But it wasn’t lying on her back, legs in the air as Raze went down on her, so he wasn’t sure why it mattered.

“Why not? I’m horny.”

Choking on a laugh, Becca pointed out, “I’m beginning to realize that you’re always horny.”

When it came to her, that was very true.

“I waited a long time for you, Becca.”

“And you can wait a few minutes more. I’ve got to get dressed.”

She shimmied on her silk panties. Raze had to swallow before he started to drool. Wouldn’t be sightly, the angel prince leaving a pool of saliva on his sheets.

Instead, he propped his head on his hand, his elbow on his pillow as Becca gave him a show. Once she had her panties on, she started to pull on a pair of jeans that sculpted her delectable ass. She jumped in place to get them on, making her tits jiggle.

So enchanted by that sway, he forgot for a moment that she was in the middle of covering up.

“What for? Don’t get me wrong, Becca. I’ll peel your clothes off of you with my teeth if you let me, but I’m already naked. I want you naked, too. Come on. Come back to bed.”

“Raze!”

“Yes?”

“Your brother,” she whispered.

She must’ve realized that her shout of his name had echoed, most likely catching the attention of said brother, and she was lowering her voice.

Oh, yeah, Raze thought. Definitely going to have to kill Sam, especially if his annoying presence was the reason why Becca was getting dressed instead of joining him in their bed again…

Hm. Maybe if he pretended like he didn’t know what she was talking about, she really would forget about Sam.

It was worth a shot.

“Yeah? What about him?”

“He’s still out there, right?” Becca pulled on her bra, quickly doing up the hooks behind her. Grabbing the first blouse she saw, she yanked it on over her obvious bedhead. “He’s still out there. I want to meet him.”

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