Page 19 of Roar Letter Word

He managed to get her upstairs and pulled the sheets back, helping her into the bed. While she got comfortable, he pulled the blinds, wanting to make sure she could sleep in the next morning. It was probable she would have a hangover, judging by how much she had drank. He might have one, for that matter. He could feel her eyes watching him as he moved around the bedroom, making sure everything was settled and it was dark enough for her to sleep peacefully.

“All right,” he said, grabbing the door handle. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Where are you going?” she said, sitting up quickly in the sheets.

He paused, glancing at her. She managed to slip on a shirt, but it was hanging dangerously low on her body. He could see a peek of her nipples, and it would only take a tug to free them.

He imagined she likely didn’t have anything underneath, meaning her pussy was bare for him to take if he wanted to.

No. You can’t. She is a guest who’s had too much to drink. You are better than that.

He inhaled calmly, swallowing. “Addie, you’ve had a lot to drink tonight.”

“So?”

“So, nothing is going to happen. I’m not into sleeping with people if they aren’t mentally there. It takes away so much. Plus, you'll want to remember a night with me.”

Her face grew red as she blushed. She fiddled with the hem of the sheets. “Just because we can’t do that doesn’t mean you can’t stay. It’s not gentlemanly to leave me all by myself on an alien planet. I don’t know what will happen.”

He couldn’t help but smirk, knowing she was grasping at straws. He’d already told her she was safe. That her room had a lock, and no one would come in or out.

But he didn’t care. He liked the idea of being near her if his cock would settle down.

He shut the door, rounding her bed. She pulled the sheets back to give him space, and he shook his head. He pulled them forward, climbing on top of the sheets.

If he touched her, really felt her skin under the sheets, he would lose himself. He would pull her tighter and feel every inch of her. He’d likely take her without realizing it.

He got as comfortable as he could on the sheets, and she wiggled closer. She rested her head near his and sighed.

“Just until you fall asleep,” he said, inhaling her scent. He didn’t think he would last that long. His entire body was aching to have her. His lion paced.

“Okay,” she sighed, and he could feel her sink further into the sheets. “That seems fair.”

He smiled, watching as she relaxed. He didn’t know how much time had passed, but he enjoyed lying next to her. But once he was sure she’d fallen into a deep sleep, he gave her a kiss on the forehead before slipping out.

He got himself free and headed toward his bathroom, needing to take a freezing cold shower if he was going to keep himself sane. He needed control, and he needed it now.

NINE

ADDIE

Dressing for the day, she wanted to look her best, yet she also wanted to look a little naughty. She wanted to get Mahes’s attention if she could. She wanted him to want her more than air itself.

She wore a deep red dress with a neckline that was modest, but since Mahes was taller than her, he was going to get a clear view of her breasts. She made sure to wear a push-up bra, giving her a little extra help.

She made sure the dress was long enough for walking, but when she bent over, it rode up and stopped just an inch from her ass. She looked in the mirror, making sure it looked perfect at all angles.

The dress was tight, leaving little for the imagination. And she wore black flats since he said they would be walking a lot. She pulled her hair up into a tight, high pony and smiled at herself in the mirror. She hoped she looked stunning to him.

She felt a little off. She was so used to having her hair done and her outfits picked out ahead of time. She never got to decide anything. Even her meals were picked to keep her a certain weight.

She admitted she liked it, and she loved not having to wear a lot of makeup. It was refreshing, really. She felt like she was herself, which was rare.

Her door opened, and she turned, seeing Mahes’s eyes sweeping over her. She felt instant heat, wishing they could have finished their tryst last night. Yet she was grateful because she didn’t even remember falling asleep.

She dreamt about him, though, and woke up wanting his touch. She suppressed it the best she could.

She smiled at him. “I just finished.”

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