Quinn woke up in Zayd's arms, completely engulfed in his warmth. He held her tight, so close that
she was practically pinned against his chest. âAre you awake?â
His deep, subtle voice almost made her jump, especially since she was expecting him to still be
asleep. She looked up towards him, those beautiful, hazel eyes already staring at her. âYeah...â
"How are you feeling?â
âI'm fine, and you?"
âOh, I'm finer than ever.â
Quinn rolled her eyes. âDon't tell me you're still on about what I said last night?â
âAnd why exactly should I not be...? I mean you finally agreed to be my luna.â
âTechnically, I agreed the moment I told you that you could mark me.â
"Yeah right, that's a lie and we both know it.â
âIt's not!"
âThen why didn't you tell me?â
His voice?
The desperate and continuous way in which he pursued her?
Or had it been just everything?
The words he'd said, the manly way he'd approached her, ...the way he looked...everything had
attracted her...but why must she tell him that?
Sliding beneath his arm, Quinn went into the bathroom. âI came here to shower, Zayd; to relax and
not to be tormented.â
Zayd followed her inside silently, drawing so near that Quinn wanted to back away again, but
instead she held her grounds. âWhat?â
âIt's becoming painful now.â
âWhat is?â
When he looked down, Quinn knew exactly what he meant; the veiny shaft that curved slightly
against her thigh. It did look painful; painfully hard.
Slowly and reluctantly her hand reached forward to wrap loosely around it. It felt thick beneath her
palm, felt like a weapon of destruction when in reality it was really a love wand that granted her
wishes she didn't even know she had.
She stroked it, and Zayd leaned down to rest his forehead against hers. âNot that...â He huskily
whispered. âTurn around.â
âNo...l...I need to shower first, your come is stil~"
Before she could finish, Zayd twisted the faucet, and she shivered as cold water cascaded from the
showerhead. âAnd now?â
Quinn sighed, turning to face the glass and leaning against it. âI guess you can...do whatever you
want.â
Zayd braced against her, she could feel his hard c*ck against her bum and felt as he lifted one of her
legs, hoisting it against the wall. â1 will...â
The sound of his voice made Quinn's lips wobble, and when his c*ck glided against her clit instead
of against her walls, she groaned out needily. âYou prepared me enough last night..just put it in.â
âl will put it in...when you tell me why you fell for me? What aspect of me did you like?â
Quinn glared back at him, and he smirked. âYou didnât think I'd just give up on getting the answer,
did you?â
âNo, but...you're so f*cking...â Quinn breathed out a shaky breath, hands fisting against the glass.
"Everything...you were just different; in a good way. You were dominant and yet you were patient
and gentle, and you were handsome too...the most handsome man I'd ever seen.â
âNow that's better, little red.â His c*ck settled at her entrance, and with one hard stroke, he sheathed
himself inside of her.
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