Lucian. I loved getting fucked good and hard just the way Evan was fucking someone. It made me feel like I had some of my life back, like I had some of my freedom back. It gave me something to live for—even if it was just sex.
He buried his face in my neck then finished, giving a quiet grunt as he filled the condom. “Mmm…” He left his entire dick inside me as he released, giving it to me lazily after all the work he did fucking me. He stayed there for a while until his dick softened. Then he pulled out of me and disposed of the condom.
Every time I came over, we ended up screwing more and more. Instead of wanting a quick hit-it-and-quit-it, we went at it like it was our last night on earth. Sometimes we didn’t even take a break when we finished. He got hard against minutes later, and he was back inside me. And if he wasn’t hard again, his mouth was me.
Now he lay beside me in bed, his sweaty chest rising and falling with his breaths. He was taking a break after making me come three times.
I stared at his perfect body, his trim lines and powerful physique. I’d never seen a man bred like that, so beautiful but so strong at the same time. He was gorgeous, handsome from head to toe. He had the most obvious ridges that separated his noticeable muscles. A god carved from marble, he seemed too sexy to be true.
I could stare at him all day.
His bed was more comfortable than the luxurious master bedroom I had for myself. I had a private bathroom, living room, bar, and I had a maid who would bring me anything I asked for—even chocolate-covered strawberries. I wasn’t really allowed to have those kinds of snacks, but Maria preferred me to her master, and it was a harmless betrayal.
But looking the other way while I had an affair wasn’t harmless.
I had to make sure she never found out.
That would be a tight spot for her. And judging by the way Lucian treated everyone, he would kill her in a heartbeat.
But all of that luxury was nothing compared to this bed—and the man who came with it.
He was sweaty and I was hot, but that didn’t stop me from snuggling into his side and hooking my leg between his. Sleeping with a sexy man like this was a treat that I only got on occasion, and I wanted to enjoy every second I could. I hated touching Lucian, and not just because I was repulsed by him, but because I thought of Evan.
Evan, with his beautiful wife and baby boy.
I was the last thing on his mind.
He’d let me take his place and he’d moved on.
Like I’d meant nothing to him.
I refused to let it bother me, but sometimes the pain was too difficult to combat.
When I was with Balto, the pain was frozen. I felt like a free woman who’d met a stranger in a bar. There were no ropes that bound me anywhere. I didn’t belong to anyone but myself. I could just be me…and I hadn’t been me in a long time. I expected Balto to put me down the way Case did for getting into this situation in the first place…but he was incredibly kind. Balto fascinated me. He was sharp like the edge of a knife, but also soft like a feather. It was impossible to tell which version you would meet because he was unpredictable.
Or maybe he was just unpredictable because I hardly knew him.
I knew this couldn’t last much longer. The more often I saw him, the more likely it was that I would get caught. That would cause a million problems, especially since Lucian actually was starting to care about me. Undoubtedly, he would kill Balto, and I would get a serious beating. Lucian would probably kill Balto right in front of me just to teach me a lesson.
But I was here now—and I might as well enjoy it.
“How long will he be gone?” His fingertips started at my knee and slowly slid up my thigh.
We talked about Lucian often, mainly how to sneak around him so we could keep fucking like animals. “Until Tuesday.”
“Long trip.”
“Yes.”
“Good.” His palm moved up my thigh to my ass. “I get to enjoy you longer than usual.”
“I can’t come over every night. That’d be suspicious.”
“Or you could just stay here—and not go back.”
“Even more suspicious.”
“If he’s