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I drag my tongue across my bottom lip, tasting her again, and give her a slow, satisfied smile. "I feel so much better now. You?"

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Lainey

My chest heaves and every nerve in my body's lit up and useless. "That was…holy moly… I don't even know how to describe that."

"I can," Jagger says, smug, dragging his mouth up my stomach in slow, unhurried kisses before settling beside me. "Devastating comes to mind. Also incredible. Possibly a religious experience."

I laugh and slap him on the shoulder with the back of my hand. "Don't get cocky."

"Too late."

I can't help it and laugh really loud. Then I clap a hand over my own mouth half a second too late.

The rumble of the tractor comes to a stop just on the other side of the wall. One of his sisters yells, "Wilder, come help carry the logs for the bonfire tonight."

Jagger presses his palm gently over my mouth and smugly grins. He murmurs in my ear, "Shh. You're going to get us caught."

"Wilder!" his sister yells again.

My pulse skyrockets. I'm still naked in a pile of hay with my hair completely wrecked.

"Why are you yelling so loud, Aunt Ava?" Wilder asks.

Jagger's lips twitch.

"Come on. Load it up. Ace, come help, too!" she shouts.

Jagger moves his other hand over my swollen clit, and I gasp into his palm. He purses his lips, narrows his eyes, and studies me while getting me worked up again. Within seconds, my eyes roll, and my body shakes against his.

"That's it, darlin'," he praises me, his tongue swiping my ear. Two of his fingers slide into me, and his thumb presses down, then circles my clit.

I arch up. Heat rushes through me again, full of new adrenaline, while muffled voices and the thud of wood being tossed on the back of a trailer bed seep through the barn wall.

Jagger doesn't let up. I writhe under him, but there's nowhere to go. He has me pinned, his hand still over my mouth, stifling my whimpers. His cocky expression mixed with a bit of curiosity only intensifies. He curls and swipes his fingers inside me, and a fresh round of my juices pools under me. He mutters in my ear, "Fuck, I wish I was drinking you right now. But I can still taste you, baby girl. And every time I lick my lips tonight, I want you thinking about exactly why."

His words only make me unravel further, and I get so dizzy, I see white.

A log crashes into another piece of wood. Wilder announces, "Done!"

"Good job. Now meet me at the pit," Ava demands.

"Aw. Why can't someone else do it?" Wilder whines.

"Yeah. What about the girls?" Ace asks.

"Because I said so. See you over there," Ava asserts, and the tractor rumbles to life.

Jagger dips down and sucks my breast, shooting a fresh round of tingles from my nipple to my core. My milk releases, giving me a totally different feeling than when Charlie feeds on them.

He dips down and takes a few swipes of my pussy, then lunges over me. He holds my cheeks and slides his tongue in my mouth, kissing me slowly.

I kiss him back, wrapping my arms around him and gliding my fingers through his hair.

A few minutes pass, and I move my hands to his waist. He grabs my wrist and slowly retreats. He gives me a coy expression, then says, "I better get back out there."

"Really?" I ask, still out of breath and wanting all of him.