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Alaric:Call Hope an Uber and stay put. Don’t make me ask twice.

A whirlwind of emotions and questions sweeps through me.

I want him. I need him. I’m so wet my panties are drenched.

And my heart, how it races.

But what about Harold?

Then again, God, it’s only taken him a few words, and I’m spiraling.

What do I do?

“Who’s that?” As soon as she notices how red my face must be, her lips round in the shape of an ‘O’. “Oh.Oh.”

Approval shines in her eyes, something that wasn’t there earlier today.

It wasn’t easy to reassure her that Alaric had his reasons for staying away. That he wasn’t a fuckboy, simply a busy trauma attending. And a kidnapper who’s spent years alone and is probably trying to protect me.

That last part, obviously, is a secret.

“Yes, it’s him,” I whisper, looking over my shoulder and kicking myself for not pinning that feeling earlier.

No one but him possesses this kind of dark, consuming, and commanding energy.

“You need me to clear the apartment for a few hours?”

Bzz.

Alaric:Last warning. Get Hope an Uber.

His warning lands straight in my belly, sending sweet, torturous warmth everywhere.

“No, he told me to wait for him here.” I jerk my chin toward our building, a little farther down the block. “Go home. I’ll be okay, promise.”

She nods, and despite the cold, I stuff my hoodie into my backpack and hand it over to her.

Alaric can’t find out I have his boxers. Not yet.

The moment Hope steps into the lobby, a hand wraps around my throat. “There you are.”

His body presses into mine from behind, his hard parts melding into my soft ones.

Goosebumps race across my skin as his lips brush my ear. My throat locks.

“You know what you get for being a good girl?” Alaric’s other hand clamps over my mouth to swallow my moan, and he yanks me back, back, back toward an alley. “My lips and teeth on every inch of you. My cock buried in that hot little pussy. So many fucking orgasms. I can’t wait anymore. You’re mine, Lilith. Mine.”

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As soon as we’re deep enough inside the alley, I release her mouth.

My backpack drops to the ground with a thud, my eyes drilling into Lilith’s beautiful profile.

“What if I don’t want to be yours?”

Teasing. Always teasing with this girl.