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I leaned in and whispered, "So, are we going to get on with it?"

Kael chuckled, still clearly surprised by my boldness. "How about food and a shower first? Unless you're about to explode or something."

"I might," I replied with a smirk. "But I'd rather not throw up on you, so..."

We headed to the dining room to grab some food. The meal was delicious, but I barely tasted it. My mind was elsewhere, thinking about how much I needed him.

As soon as we were done eating, I turned to Kael and said, "Shower. Now."

The words were barely out of my mouth before I dragged him into the bathroom. I was all over him, aggressively making out, pressing against him, my hands roaming across his chest and abs. It was like I couldn't get close enough, couldn't get enough of him.

Kael, trying to stifle his growling, said, "Whoa, whoa. You don't want to hurt me, do you?"

"I don't know, maybe." I shot him a playful grin.

That did it. The growl-laced moan that escaped his lips told me he was clearly