Page 97 of Pretty Little Mate


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We made love again on the floor before Niall carried me to the bed, and fucked me until we passed out in each other's arms.

Ding-dong.

Ding-dong.

Ding-dong.

Ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong.

Someone was ringing our doorbell over and over again, way too early in the morning.

Niall groaned into my hair.

I blinked sleepily at that stupid clock he always insisted on leaving on the nightstand.

11:04

Okay, maybe it wasn't early in the morning after all.

My family members all had the code to my house, so there was really only one person who might be ringing our doorbell like that.

"Your brother is such a pain," I mumbled.

"I told him to wait until I talked to you."

Larson continued ringing the doorbell.

"Guess he's done waiting." I kissed Niall's arm before peeling it off my waist and rolling out of bed.

I stopped abruptly, two steps from the mattress, when I came face-to-face with the erotic painting Niall had mentioned.

It was an image from his view, looking down as his cock entered me, buriedalmosthilt deep. My leg was wrapped around his hip, and his inked fingers dug into my thigh while he fucked me. I could see the slickness on the base of his cock, and on my core.

I fought the urge to fan myself.

"You painted this while we were apart?" I asked.

"Last year. Couldn't get it out of my head."

"I might need you to fuck me again every time I look at this."

He laughed.

I picked his shirt up off the floor and pulled it over my head. It fell to the middle of my thighs, so pants were definitely not necessary, unless you were an over-possessive shapeshifter.

I wasn't.

So I walked out.

"You needpants, Livvy," he called after me, and a ball of fabric came flying through the door. It hit the wall I'd just stepped past.

"Your brother is not attracted to me, and deeply in love with Rob," I called back.

"I still don't want him seeing your ass again!"

"My ass is plenty covered!"

I reached the front door and pulled it open. Larson finally let go of the doorbell with a grin. Rob was standing next to him, also grinning. He was about as tall as Lars, with tan skin, light brown hair, and bright blue eyes.