Chapter 92
Just as Alycia was about to swing her legs off the bed, she felt it.
Rowen’s warm breath brushing between her thighs. Then his nose buried deep, inhaling her like a damn drug.
Her whole body froze. “Rowen,” she gasped, her voice shaky. “This is not the time for that.”
But even she could hear the way her voice betrayed her. Weak and breathless. Like she wanted him to keep going.
He groaned. “I know,” he murmured, not moving an inch. “But you just smell so good. I swear, Alycia, I could bury my face in your pussy all damn day.”
Her fingers slipped into his hair without even thinking, fisting the soft strands and tugging gently. “There’ll be time for that later,” she managed to say, her voice still not firm enough. “Right now… we need to face reality.”
There was a lot they need to do, and finding Pearl was at the fore front. Lucien tensed beside her and she noticed immediately. He was too quiet.
She turned to him. “What’s wrong?”
He didn’t answer right away. He just sighed. He
