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Jace slid his hand up her thigh and pressed one thick finger against her opening.

“Please,” she wailed, as she felt it sink inside her, pulsing and massaging a hungry spot inside her she hadn’t known existed. “Please, please, please…”

Jace licked his way up to the place where she needed him most. Latching on, he fed on her like a man possessed.

Pleasure flung her into the stars and then crushed her back down in violent, rhythmic waves of rapture.

She cried out, tangling her hands in his hair as her hips quivered beneath him.

At last, the final tremors faded, and he was crawling up to her, pulling her into his arms and rolling onto his back.

“Jace,” she murmured as he cradled her against his chest.

“Good girl,” he whispered into her hair. “Sleep now, my love.”

But she could feel the hot steel of his desire pulsing against her thigh, and though she was certain she was fully sated, she felt a corresponding pang of sympathetic need tug at her belly.

“Let me help you, too,” she whispered, trailing her hand down his chest.

But he only grasped her hand and brought it back to his chest.

“Sleep,” he told her firmly.

She wanted to protest, to tell him he wasn’t the boss of her just because he thought he was her mate…

But his big warm body was so soothing, and her body felt like melted caramel.

She closed her eyes for just a moment to soak him in.

14

Susannah

Susannah woke to the sound of a baby whimpering.

She opened her eyes and slid out of Jace’s arms, unable to fully appreciate the delectable sight of his naked form in her rush to get to Zeke.

She wrapped the purple gown around herself, hoping to goodness there were some other clothes in the cupboards of her bedrooms.

“Good morning, my angel,” she murmured to her son as she entered his room.

As soon as he spotted her, Zeke stopped whimpering and started making marching motions with his chubby legs.

“Are you ready to get up and have some breakfast?” she offered.

He reached for her, his little fingers waggling, an eager smile on his face.

She couldn’t resist smiling back at him and sweeping him up in her arms.

“You’re the best baby in the whole world,” she assured him as she brought him to the changing area.

His bottom lip stuck out and quivered when he realized he was being changed instead of fed.

“Now we’re going to do this as fast as we can,” Susannah told him in a soft animated voice. “Then you’ll be nice and dry and comfy, and you can relax with your milk. Right?”

He stopped fussing and looked at her with frank curiosity.

“You really are trying to understand, aren’t you?” she asked.

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