TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 40

CHAPTER 26: AGAINST THE GLASS–2

The praise tips me over the edge.

I shatter all over again, harder this time, nails raking down his back hard enough to draw blood as I scream his name against his mouth.

My p***y milks him, clenching rhythmically, and he follows right after with a guttural groan, slamming in to the hilt and coming so deep I feel every hot pulse painting my insides.

We stay there, trembling, sweat–slick and gasping.

His c**k is still buried inside me, softening slowly. My legs are locked around his waist, shaking.

The cold glass presses against my back and his burning body presses against my front and I feel suspended between extremes, between ice and fire, between this man and the rest of the

world.

For a long moment, neither of us moves. His forehead is pressed against mine, his breath warm on my face, and our eyes are locked.

Something passes between us. Something that feels too real for a fake relationship, too intense for a business arrangement.

He’s going to kiss me, I think. Not the hungry, desperate kisses from a moment ago. A real

kiss. A tender one.

But then something in his expression shifts.

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He pulls back. Pulls out of me abruptly, setting me down on unsteady legs, and when I look at his face, the warmth is gone. Replaced by something cold and distant.

“We need to get you on birth control,” he says, and his voice is clinical. Detached. “I’ll have Nathaniel arrange an appointment with the resort doctor.”

The words hit me like a slap.

I don’t know why. We’ve been having unprotected sex. It’s a practical consideration.

But the way he says it, the way he won’t quite meet my eyes, makes something in my chest

ache.

“Okay,” I manage. “That’s… yeah. That makes sense.”

He’s already turning away, already reaching for his discarded clothes, and the distance between us feels enormous even though we were inside each other thirty seconds ago.

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“Rayana wants to meet with me today,” he says, his back to me. “For coffee. To discuss her bucket list.”

The shift in topic is so abrupt it gives me whiplash.

“Our relationship is fake. So it shouldn’t really matter to you if I spend time with my ex.”

“Nathaniel will be stationed outside for security.” He pulls a black card from his wallet and holds it out to me. “If you want anything at the spa or resort, charge it. And if your mother reaches out about lunch, use the card for that too. Nathaniel will tail from a distance.”

I take the card because I don’t know what else to do. The plastic feels cold in my palm.

“It’s practical,” Knox says, and he’s not looking at me again. “You need to look good for tonight. You’re too tense right now.”

“Right.” I wrap my arms around myself, suddenly aware of how naked I am. How exposed. ” Practical.”

He finally meets my eyes, and for a moment I think he’s going to say something else.

CHAPTER 26 AGAINST THE GLASS–2

Something that explains the whiplash, the coldness, the way he went from possessive to distant in the space of a heartbeat.

But he just nods once and walks out of the room, leaving me standing alone against the window where he just ruined me, wondering what the hell just happened.

And underneath all of it, Gale’s words echo in my head.

Murderer. Capable of killing his own mate.

I don’t know what to believe anymore.

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