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His fingers were already inside her when she grabbed the headboard.
Soft moans spilled out of Nymera's mouth, but Draven caught them with his own-kissing her, deep and slow, like he had all the time in the world to unmake her.
"You're soaked," he muttered against her throat, lips brushing the skin like sin. "This all for me?"
She gasped as he added a second finger, curling just right.
"F-fuck, Draven-"
He bit her neck gently. "That's right, baby. Say my name."
She wasn't supposed to be here.
This wasn't supposed to happen.
One wild night. That's all it was supposed to be.
But now her thighs were trembling, and this man-this total stranger-had her body singing like it belonged to him.
He shifted down, watching her as he worked his fingers slow, then fast, teasing her swollen clit with his thumb until her moans got louder.
"Shh," he smirked. "Didn't you say you're not that kind of girl?"
"I hate you," she breathed, eyes fluttering shut.
"No, you don't," he whispered, kissing her stomach, her hipbone, her thigh. "You just hate how much you want me."
And then-
She shattered.
Loud. Breathless. Shaking under his touch.
He grinned as he pulled his fingers from her and sucked them clean.
"Good girl."
***
Nymera D'Angelo never thought she'd see the man from that night again.
Not after she let him tie her up, bend her over, and make her say "please" until her voice broke.
But now?
He's back.
Wearing a gun on his hip and a fake wedding ring on his finger.
Draven Kade is her new bodyguard-hired by her powerful father after three brutal attacks in one week. And they have to spend 186days together.