Chapter 459: Sit on Ass
Amalia
She and Connor had been lying in their bed, her head resting on his chest, rubbing at the warm skin. She quite liked it—his skin, she meant. It was dark, but not as dark as hers, still close enough for her to feel as though it wasn’t such a difference. His chest was lightly speckled with hair, slightly curled but not too much. She allowed her finger to trace around his nipple.
"Stop that," he said.
"Now?" she asked, teasingly.
"Not unless you can make me."
"I can," he muttered, grabbing her hand and pulling her in such a way that she had no choice but to straddle him. His face had changed. Instead of his usual smile, his face fell into a frown.
"You keep doing that lately," she said. "Are you going to tell me what’s going on?"
His hand fell from her cheek down to her thigh. "There are some things..." he began. "There’s a powerful gate underneath Blood Moon, or at least whatever the fuck that Black-Eyed bitch wants to call it."
"Stop," she said firmly. "Don’t do that." Sh
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