Trials (The Forever Series, Book 6)

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Authors: Eve Newton
thing?”
    I shiver as he calls me that, remembering Lance called me
that in my dream, but I nod. “Yes. We’ll go in the bedroom.” I squeeze
Lincoln’s hand as I lead CK away and close the bedroom door. I lift my hand to
the door and run my palm down it. I am creating a version of the shadow cover
that stops people from being able to see in, only twisting it to make it so
that no one can hear us. A soft zing followed by a shimmer, bubbles up around
us. “Don’t want eavesdroppers on this conversation,” I say and step back
straight into his arms. “Yes, I want this to just be ours,” he whispers as he
closes his arms around me, trailing his hands lightly over my breasts and
bringing them together over my thankfully still very flat stomach. He sighs and
takes advantage of being so close to my neck and drops his fangs straight into
me to feed. I start to tingle all over and I need him. I need to erase whatever
it was that Vivienne did to him. He pulls back and I turn in his arms and kiss
him. Before I can say anything he pulls away and says, “I need you, Aefre. I
can’t bear it any longer that the last time we were together was in that
elevator.”
    “And I can’t bear it that the last time you were with
someone it was Vivienne,” I say hypocritically but he chuckles anyway, saying,
“I told we didn’t…”
    “Fuck. I know. Still…” I pull him to me and he picks me up,
pushing me back against the wall, hands already up my dress. I struggle to get
him out of his jacket as he is reluctant to tear his hands away from me but he
does eventually and it drops to the ground followed quickly by his shirt that I
rip off him. I run my hands up his chest as he rips my knickers off me and I
work to get him free of his pants. The second I do he is inside me. It occurs
to me that we hardly ever engage in foreplay. It’s a good thing I am always ready
for him. I decide to ask him about that--if I remember--as a wave of pleasure
washes over me from his vigorous thrusts that has me coming quickly and him
following shortly thereafter.
    He spins so his back is against the wall and he sinks to the
floor with me now sitting on his lap. “Better?” I ask him.
    “No, it’s exactly the same,” he complains. “I need you in my
bed.”
    I giggle at him, “Why do we hardly ever seem to go slowly?
Even in bed?”
    “Because I can’t keep my hands off you and when I touch you,
all I want is to be inside you,” he says instantly.
    Oh. “Well, I won’t argue with that,” I say shyly.
    “Tomorrow, I propose we don’t leave the bed. Do that bubble
thing you just did, and we can just stay in it until you have to be back on
Thursday. I don’t care if the world ends while we are away, I just want to be
with you and have you all to myself.”
    “Now I definitely won’t argue with that. Although…”
    “What?”
    “I told Cole we would go somewhere else. It’s disrespectful
and quite frankly uncomfortable if we stay here.”
    “We will go to Ponte . It’s perfect.”
    I frown at him and he says, “Aefre, I think your “Astraporting”
ban has well and truly been shot to hell by yourself, along with everyone else.
As long as we go from a private place to a private place and back the way we
came, I don’t see the problem.”
    “I suppose,” I say, casually trailing my hands up and down
his chest as he has been tracing small circles on my thighs. I can’t keep my
hands off him, either.
    “So, how do we do as we have been requested?”
    “It’s easy enough, but, I’m a bit worried.” I chew my lip.
    “Why? Is it dangerous?” he asks, concerned.
    “No, no, that’s not why I am worried.”
    “Why then?”
    “I…I’m not ready…if it works sooner than they think,” I
admit reluctantly.
    “Oh, Aefre. It seemed clear to me that they had been trying
for quite a while. They just need us to get the ball rolling. She wanted this,
the Future you. You saw that. Who is to say that Future you isn’t you in

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