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Only her. The world seemed to narrow instantly. Cami followed Ariana’s gaze. “Oh my God,” she shouted over the music. “What?” Ariana asked quickly, trying to stay calm. “That guy!” Ariana’s stomach flipped. Cami leaned closer. “He is ridiculously hot.” Of course she noticed. Anyone would. Cami kept staring. “Look at him,” she continued, half laughing. “He looks like he walked into the wrong building.” Ariana swallowed. Mateo hadn’t moved.

“Are you scared of your heat?” “Scared of you,” I said honestly. “Good fear,” he said. “Keeps you alive.” He walked to the door. “I’ll leave you to think. Tomorrow morning you’ll talk.” “Wait,” I said. “Water.” He grabbed a bottle from a shelf and handed it to me. Our fingers brushed and a spark went through me. The heat surged again. “Oh,” I whispered. He heard me. “Already starting. Poor omega.” “Shut up,” I said and drank fast.

“You keep tempting me. Maybe you deserve to be punished.” Before I could answer, he quickly removed the rest of his clothes. My heart was beating wildly as he moved closer, and when he slowly pushed himself inside me, I gasped softly. I grasped his strong arms tightly. “Lucien… when did you get hot?” I whispered breathlessly. He smirked at my words. Without warning, he grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them gently above my head as he began moving inside me. His thrusts were fast but controlled, sending waves of heat through my body.

Soft. Warm.

My breath caught in my throat. Standing right in front of me was Hudson Monette. He was the famous, star hockey player of Team America, and a literal household name. Seeing him up close, he carried an undeniable aura of power, though a shadow of grief always seemed to linger around his sharp features. Everyone knew his story, he was the illegitimate son of Hillary Monette, the legendary hockey pro who had tragically died in a horrific car accident just four years ago.

💦Shared Ride, Shared Heat💦 “Fuck, it’s hot tonight.” I fanned myself with my hand as I climbed into the back seat of the Uber Pool, the Miami night air thick and sticky even at 11:45 PM. My tight black mini dress clung to my curves, the hem riding high on my thighs from the movement. I had been out dancing with friends, but they’d paired off with guys at the club, leaving me to head back to my hotel alone.

Cupping her face in his big palms, he sucked lightly at her lower lip, pulling it gently and licking it with the tip of his tongue. Heat shot through her, the walls of her cunt tingling and her nipples straining to press into his hard-muscled chest. He nibbled and sucked on her lip until every part of her body seemed to be on fire and her legs trembled. She gripped his upper arms, loving the feel of his skin as the water sluiced over it.

Privacy was one of my top qualifications and I made that clear. There’s a swimming pool outside if anyone is brave enough to sit in the heat and boil. No thank you. Even though the air conditioner takes the inside temperature down into the low seventies, it’s too damn hot. The short trips I take outside to get in and out of my vehicle drive me the craziest. The heat is heavy like a wool blanket and leaches the water from my body. Who in their right mind would live in this godforsaken wasteland without someone holding a gun to their head?

He couldn't even get that right. The only good thing right now is Goose found us another house. The dirty motel room was more than I could take. This place was available because it has no central air in this godforsaken desert heat. It has what's referred to as an evaporative cooling system. It circulates warm air while adding moisture in this damn over-abundant humidity. This wasteland is not the promised dry heat they brag about.

I groan as we walk together to find Malison. “You mean your hot cousin?". Yeah, Gabby had a thing for my cousin. Infact, she wasn't the only one who had a thing for him. I mean, he is so hot, and undeniably, I might have a thing for him too. “He is not so hot". I sigh. Pftttttttttt, what a big lie! He is literally the hottest guy I've ever set eyes on. “Whatever miss four eyes". She retorted.