Virtue 

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Word Count: 876 (plus smut scenes book)

~Kyra


I WAS STILL crying by the time I was able to realize the truth.  

I either had two mates, or it was a matter of me not actually being part of this world. 

I heard my door handle jiggle and after a pause, it was pushed open

Speak of the devil.

"What do you want?" I nearly whined. Thought his voice was comforting, I could tell he was still a bit angry and my own thinking seemed more peaceful.

"Kyra," My name in his mouth sent inevitable shivers down my spine. But I didn't dare answer him- he'd go on and on about something I might not want to hear at the moment.

"Kyra, I need you to understand something."

I turned to face him once I heard his footsteps approaching my bed softly. Maybe he'd cooled off?

However, just one look helped me notice that he was shirtless. And I couldn't help but stare.

His chocolate skin exposed the thick ab muscles in straight lines, all perfect sized and shapes. He had rich obliques tearing through his sides in perfect waves. What followed next was what amazed me- the sexiest v-line i had seen in my life.

"You want this Kyra. Just fucking say it." He started kissing me slowly as he unbuttoned me. I started to kiss him back.

"You want it or not, Kyra?"

He wasn't even my mate, let alone a lover of mine. But the person who was supposed to be my mate didn't even want me.

Fuck it.

"I want it."

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But even with thoughts alone, I was able to realize what I had just done.

Adonis was my mate, meaning he'd felt everything I'd just felt.

And Jamal knew. He fucking knew.

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