Alexandra's POV He didn’t let me even breathe when the fight ended. Still naked, body flushed from the arena, drenched in dirth and blood, Sebastian scooped me up like I weighed nothing and carried me straight to our suite. He kicked the door shut behind us, lips brushing my temple, but instead of the bedroom, he dropped me on the wide lounge sofa. The light grey sofa hot stained from dirth and blood, but he did not care. For a moment, I thought he’d devour me, but instead, he slowed everything down. His mouth grazed mine, then pulled back, teasing. His hands were everywhere — heavy on my breasts, his thumbs circling my nipples until they ached — then gone, leaving me trembling and arching into nothing. “Sebastian…” I whispered, begging already. He smirked, his lips tracing down my throat, over my collarbone, kissing low across my stomach, then veering off to my hip, never wh
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