Chapter 45
BLAZE
“With this, we’re done…” Her clear, beautiful voice rang in my ears, pulling my attention right back to her.
I watched her struggle to stand, but her legs had gone numb.
I couldn’t fight the urge anymore. I bent down, caught her by the waist, and eased her onto the mattress.
She felt soft under my hand. Her scent teased my nose… ripe, sweet strawberry, so damn good it made me want to devour her and never let her go.
Without shame, I leaned in and breathed in her hair, refusing to let her go even though I knew I shouldn’t push her that far
She’d put up walls… and I knew exactly why. She’d been hurt deeply by that bastard.
And I’m going to settle that score soon.
“Th… thank you, Blaze…”
I pulled away slowly and caught her eyes fixed on my cock again. I think by then she’d even forgotten she didn’t have to thank me for every little thing.
But I was like some primitive male, always putting my body on display for my favorite female.
“This is all I’ve got for you, baby… every last inch of it is for that tight little pussy of yours….” Soul went on panting filth in my head, his attention locked on Isidora’s huge tits.
“Put the towel back on…” She pointed at it with a trembling finger.
“My mate is so damn cute,” Soul practically drooled.
If she only knew how crazy she had us.
I walked toward the towel, every movement deliberate.
I kept telling myself I was only by her side to protect her, to give her whatever power I could so she could become a strong Estingia.
But I knew that wasn’t all.
A big part of it was my own selfish instinct… my need to be with her, to stay close to Isidora.
I bent down with my back to her and grabbed the towel.
My cock hung shamelessly between my legs while my ass was right there in front of her lust-filled eyes.
The strawberry scent between her thighs was turning sweeter… warmer… impossible to resist.
“Oh, by the Goddess… just cover yourself already!” she cried, dropping her sewing things all over again.
A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth while dirty thoughts cut through my heated mind.
I’d never been this shameless with a female.
I was used to women offering themselves to me, used to having several in my bed.
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Chapter 45
But Isidora… She was the one making me lose my damn mind.
“My lady, the aphrodisiac still hasn’t worn off…” I lied again.
“You really are becoming an expert at this. Two-faced bastard.”
“Shut the fuck up already, Soul!”
“Still?” she repeated, staring at the hard outline under the towel, twisting the fabric in her hand with nervous/fingers
Without even noticing, she caught her lower lip between her teeth again, and I felt my balls draw tight while the blood pumped even harder through me.
I knew she liked seeing me like that.
And even though I wanted more from Isidora, wanted her to feel the pull between us, the way my soul kept reaching for hers… I knew the best thing was to keep this physical.
And nothing more.
“My Lady doesn’t have to do anything. I can take care of myself,” I told her, trying to put an end to the war raging inside her


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