Elena pov I pushed him off me with a breathless laugh, still flushed and aching from everything he’d done to me the night before and this morning.“Lykan, stop. We have things to do,” I said, gathering the sheet around me and trying to find where my clothes had been discarded.“There’s no need to rush,” he muttered against my shoulder, his hands far too bold for a man I just told to stop. His palm curved over my breast like he’d paid rent there.“Lykan,” I whined.He grinned against my skin. “You say my name like that again, and you won’t be walking out of this room until tomorrow.”“You’re insufferable,” I muttered, swatting his arm and sliding off the bed.“You love me.”Unfortunately, he was right.I bent down to find my tunic, and the second I stood upright, shirt in hand, Lykan reached out and tugged me back into his lap. The sheet fell somewhere behind us, and I squeaked in protest as he kissed my neck, lazily, like we had all the time in the world.“I swear, if you delay one m
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