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I can’t come down. There’s just too much pleasure, pure ecstasy made all the better by the wait for it. Hunter groans, rocks his hips against me again, then collapses with me. We pant together as he strokes my side and kisses the back of my neck and shoulder. He licks the bite mark I’m sure he’s left.

“I love you,” I pant.

He rubs my ass. “I love you so much. And you were right.”

I roll under him and he moves to lie next to me. I swallow. “I was right about what?”

“I do like when you’re naughty with me, when you’re vicious and sharp and ... perfect,” he answers before kissing me. “We need to go out more.”

“You just enjoyed hurting someone,” I snort.

“Not as much as I liked you putting someone in their place and everything that happened after,” he says, chuckling.

I snuggle against him. The music fades away. It’s just us, where we should be. A few minutes later, there’s a knock on the door.

“Occupied!” Hunter yells.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m not a delivery boy,” Lief says while opening the door. He looks at me. His jaw tightens as his thick, blonde hair falls over his shoulder. Blue eyes have never looked so warm. “Valerie.”

“Hi, Viking. I like the present you got me. Knives are good,” I say while biting my thumb.

“For you, not other people,” Hunter says as he pulls on his boxers and pants. Lief walks over to me as Hunter shuts the door.

Lief cups my face in his hand. “I’m offended I wasn’t invited.”

“You were busy,” I say. “You and Chase. Plus, if you were by my side, I wouldn’t have gotten all hot and heavy with Hunt.”

Lief lifts my chin and kisses me. I melt against him and pull him closer. I’m happy to have him too. Right here and now. Hunter sighs. “I’ll get us some liquor. Have fun.”

Lief climbs on top of me, jerking the shreds of my dress away from my body. “We’re going on a date soon.”

“Yes, Viking,” I sigh as he cups my breast and circles his thumb around my nipple. “Soon.”

“Very soon. Tomorrow,” he says, deciding before kissing me again, long and deep kisses, so perfect and amazing that I want to dissolve into him. I tug on his shirt, but he catches my hand. He holds his lips a millimeter away so I can feel every word, but can’t kiss him. “You’re not fucking me until then.”

“That sounds like a challenge,” I purr, moving closer and spreading my legs.

He sucks in a breath and shakes his head, handing me the bag. “Dressed.”

“Lief,” I whine.

He kisses me again. I’m so dizzy from his mouth on mine, his light touches, that I don’t realize he’s dressing me until we part and he jerks a dress over my head and forces my arms through. I pout. “But-”

He dangles panties from his finger.

I look from him to the panties. “Maybe you should put them on. I don’t know if they’re comfortable. Try it, Viking.”

“I’d rip them. Yes or no?” he asks.

I take them and shimmy them on, trying to tempt Lief as much as possible. He flips me and looks at my ass. “We’re going to have to ice your butt.”

“I guess that means no bath together tonight?” I ask.

He kisses my bottom, then bites. I gasp and make a low mewling sound as I arch to give him more access. He chuckles and pulls my dress over my ass. “I know you’re eager, pet. Let’s dance and have some fun. Chase misses you.”

“You brought Chase too?” I ask.

“Yes. Let’s go enjoy being V.I.P.’S,” he says, while pulling me up effortlessly. “It’ll be a first for me.”

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