The touch was light across my stomach and I moaned, unable to deny the shiver that went through my entire body. My back arched at it, seeking more of the warmth it brought. When I opened my eyes, I only saw the darkness in the room, the curtains drawn since I had come in late from my and Lucifer’s adventure. Blinking several times, I wondered if I had been dreaming. But when the touch came again this time, down the side of my right thigh, I gasped at how turned on I was. The smell of man and nature filled my nose, along with a hint of something else that I must have noticed before.
“Alaric?” I asked.
“No.” Came the voice of the man in the shadows.
“Then who the hell are you?” I demanded, my heart rate increasing. What if he was ugly? Crap, who cares, it felt amazing.
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