Compounding Traumas (Artemis University #6) - Erin R Flynn Page 0,46
to deny I had. Sure, all women like to hear they were best, but knowing he would forever be mine from now on was something I liked.
Which seemed horrible to me since I wasn’t going to only be with him. But as the others had told me lots, that was their choice, and they were adult enough to make it.
Fair enough.
“I’m best?” I gasped, wanting to hear more, as it was balm on my injured soul. I didn’t mean to seem shallow as if fishing for compliments, like I was pretty. No, it was about… He would never leave me if he was my mate, right?
“By far, the best,” he promised, nuzzling my neck. “All the women I’ve slept with can’t come close to you.”
Oh, we were going to have a conversation later about “all the women” he’d slept with. That sounded like a lot. But right then, I was too busy enjoying our sex.
After that time, he laid me back on the mat on my side and took me again, seeming to really get it was too much for me when I couldn’t even climax. He finished and tried to kiss me, but my body wouldn’t respond, feeling too heavy.
“Shit, think a healing rune, Tamsin,” he murmured. “I don’t have my conduit. I’m so sorry, kitten. I won’t be so rough with you again. I’m sorry I—”
“I haven’t had sex in a while,” I mumbled, wanting him to drop it.
“Yeah, me neither, but it’s different from my end.” He kissed my neck. “It was everything. It felt good for you too, right?”
I nodded, giving him at least that. I used the healing rune and felt a bit more in my head. “I don’t know what this means though, Lucca. I didn’t think the answer would be yes, because of everything against us. It’s too much.”
He sighed. “I know. I know it is, believe me. It’s not—we’re not mating tomorrow, or anytime soon. We like each other, and we can do things at our pace.”
I bit back a smile. “Who said I like you? I just agreed you could fuck me.”
He snorted and then chuckled. “You are such a fucking witch sometimes, you really are.”
I went to answer that some of my closest friends were witches, so I no longer thought that an insult, but I couldn’t get my lips to work, mostly asleep. Yeah, I was totally on empty, which he seemed to realize as the barrier came down.
Right, I’d been handling that during our wild marathon of sex. Shit.
“You are so going to kick my fucking ass, and I’m going deserve every fucking second of it,” he grumbled as he rushed to handle what we needed to. He used his shirt to cover me up as best as he could, cursing that it was only like a minidress on me since it wasn’t a big t-shirt. “I’ll replace your shorts.”
Yes, because of everything he was going to be in trouble for, that was the priority.
Twit.
He gathered our stuff and carried me out of there, freezing when there was a deep growl.
“You cannot do shit like this with her,” Ray chastised from our right. “Too many are constantly—”
“I know. I lost control,” Lucca cut in.
Ray cursed under his breath several times. “So the answer is yes. Well, do better by your mate and don’t risk her again.”
“I won’t.”
“Give her to me.” Ray sighed when Lucca growled. “I have a cloaking charm I can use and hide her. You want to risk someone seeing you carry her like this to her dorm?”
“No, but we just finished—”
“Yes, I can smell what you just finished and how many times,” Ray drawled. “And I have a mate, so this is uncomfortable for me as well. Let’s just hurry, and then you can shower her in her dorm and tend to your mate. I can also smell the distress on her body. Idiot.”
“I know. She can beat me later.”
Ray snorted as he took me from Lucca. “Kid, that’s half the fun.” He tried to swallow a laugh, so I could only imagine what was on Lucca’s face. “She’s special. All they do is smack us into place and wind us up chasing them. It’s the best and a love none of us are worthy of.” He cleared his throat as we started moving. “Be grateful you have a chance at it while lots of us lost ours.”
“I’m sorry,” Lucca whispered. “Is she no closer to finding your mates? I mean, what’s the progress of—”