Food (Sex) Is Necessary
VALENTINA
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The long, and lean fingers that darted to my thighs and inched them apart sent tingles flying through my veins.
The sweet scent I was addicted to was in the air again and I tried not to breathe in too much so I could retain my logical thinking.
I blinked, looking beneath me to find Rowan, who I knew would be the culprit of this 'crime'.
How dare he make me dream of him after knowing the loss I was experiencing? Although, I knew that we reached an agreement that even when we fought, I would still have to feed him, this was, still, honestly shocking.
How could I have thought that my grief would be part of our "fights"?
Rowan wasn't the one there though, those strands of silver hair in a loose bun certainly didn't belong to him.
Kyros?
It was Kyros, his warm breath fanning my inner thighs. That was when I realized that I was kneeling over his face.