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𝐈'𝐦 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐈 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐜 𝐝𝐮𝐡, 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 #𝐯𝐢𝐱

“Yeah, I’m sure you probably did too before me.” He leaned his head back and smiled at her. “You really want to know?”

“Mm, no, I like you the best.” He kissed her once more and then slowly turned inside the tub to face her. “Your bad habits are a bonus. But the mix well with my habits. And that, my sweet Lady Nesta, is why I could never be anyone’s mate but yours.”

“Well I pity the one who tries to take you from me. Their world will burn and collapse around them, and I will see the ends of all worlds to get you back. And then I’d let you kill them personally.” He reached out and pulled her close, nipping her nose and then chin. “Mine!”

“I love you more,” he said as he returned the kiss. “Now come here, sit in my lap. I’m going to give you something in return since you relaxed me. And I don’t do it enough.” He opens his arms and kissed her cheek, rubbing her sides. “I’ll behave, I promise.”

“Then maybe I won’t behave. I like being bad for you, anyway.” But he wrapped her tight and brought a hand to her head, fingers beginning to softly glide through her hair. He knew it was a desired feel for her, but he hardly had the time when they were breaking furniture.

“Maybe I should play with your hair and give you a hand to grind against. Would you like that? I want to see you relaxed. I’ll see you sleep VERY well, too.” And he slipped his other hand down to rest just inside of her left thigh. “How badly do you need me, my Queen?”

“I think I would like to return the favor.” He reached both hands up and softly caressed her shoulders, leaning in for a kiss. His hands began kneading and massaging her own skin, and he smiled at her. “Feels amazing, doesn’t it?”

“Anytime, my beautiful mate. As easy as it is to rail you, or bite, or squeeze, or grab, it’s just as lovely to hold you and massage your worn body like this.” He leaned in and kissed her head, smiling against her hair.

“We both had a long day. I’m sure I could use other methods to relieve my stress, like fisting myself or squeezing your chest. But how would that help you? I quite like this method for relaxing.”

Good morning ❤️❤️

“I would never say no to that,” he whispered. “Because there is never a bad time to be dragged by you. There’s mornings I wonder if I’ll ever even get to leave the bed.”

“Well, at least I got you sucking dry something other than the wine cellar.” He flashed his own wicked smile, and his hands moved to cup her chest. “Let me just rest these here and. . .hold my mate.”

“Turn around,” he commanded softly, hands moving. “Face me.” It was a simple, light command, and he was happy to give it.

Autumn things, I guess.

Damn straight