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He had only one objective. Come in her body, fill her with his seed and make her
his. She was his.
Spread out before him, pinned to the table, she could only move if he allowed it. He
bent over her, covered her with his body as she gripped the edge.
His pace never slowed and now she truly was at his mercy. Through the fever in his
body and brain, he recognized the need to mark her somehow.
He had his mouth on her neck before he realized what he was doing and when he
bit her, he had the satisfaction of feeling her cry out as she shuddered.
Her orgasm made her sheath clench hard around him, milking him like a fist and he
exploded inside her on his next thrust.
With her name on his lips, he pumped his seed deep.
Christ, she felt so damn good.
Because he wasn t wearing a condom.
The animal in him, the one that had pinned her to this table, howled. Satisfied.
The rational part of his brain couldn t even begin to care that he d gone without.
And that could be one hell of a problem.
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Chapter Six
Still trying to catch her breath, Kaine felt John watching her as they straightened
their clothes by the table.
Her body was sated but her brain wouldn t give her a break. It wanted to analyze
every detail of their time together, to break it down and compartmentalize every touch,
every sigh, every thrust.
Wanted to rejoice at the fact that he hadn t used a condom.
Had he made a conscious choice to go without it? It would imply a certain level of
trust if he d done it consciously.
More likely, he d been so caught up in the moment, he d forgotten.
She understood. Every time she touched him, she felt feverish with an almost
insane need to have him.
So not good.
Kaine. Are you alright? John s voice was pitched low and held an undercurrent of
self-disgust. Christ, I feel like I attacked you.
She tilted her head back until she could meet his gaze. You didn t. Believe me, I
was right there with you.
He nodded but his expression remained tight. Good to know. But I still feel like
I He ran a hand over his head, barely mussing the short strands of hair. Damn it.
Used me? She shrugged, buttoning the last button on her jeans while trying to
hold an impassive front. If you did, it was mutual.
He stilled. She actually felt his complete lack of movement and realized she d taken
the wrong tack.
You know, his voice sounded way too calm, I m getting really sick of this front
you put up. I would rather see you get pissed at me than put up this wall.
She forced to hold his gaze. I don t know what you re talking about.
Yeah, you do. I don t know what the hell to say to you, Kaine. I don t know what
to think about Evie. I don t know what the fuck I should do here. And I m typically the
one who s got the god damn plan.
She saw his frustration, his confusion, and wanted to take it all away. Or, at the
very least, ease it. She d thought sex would help him calm down. Seems she d just
added more weight to what he was already struggling with.
John. You ve already done the best thing you can do for Evie. You brought her
here. Dane and Nica will figure out what s going on.
And what about you? I feel like I m making all the wrong moves with you.
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He actually cared about her feelings? Blessed Goddess, she wanted to believe. Truly
she did. But she couldn t let herself go there.
You don t have to worry about me.
What if I want to?
Her breath hitched in her lungs. Then I d suggest you wait until you know me
better.
She turned, needing a little space. But he came after her, put his arms around her
shoulders and pulled her back against him.
Gods, he was solid and so damn warm, she wanted to bask in his heat. And she
wanted to fix this.
John, you said you had a lead on the woman who kidnapped Evie. What were you
talking about?
He paused, as if considering what to tell her. Or to tell her anything at all.
Finally he took a deep breath and released it in a warm rush by her ear. The
warehouse where Evie was being kept. I found a name on a courier receipt. I could be
completely off track that it belongs to the same woman. It may not lead to anything.
But& I may get lucky.
What s the name?
Again he paused and she wondered if he was going to tell her. If he d trust her
enough to give her more information.
Grace Bell. Has to be an alias. It s too simple.
True. But it s something to go on.
Yeah.
Weariness made the normally deep tone of his voice even more husky. And sexy.
She turned, trying not to love the way he kept his arms around her so she couldn t
go far. Glancing up, she noticed the shadows under his eyes. You re tired.
I m fine.
She couldn t help but smile at the male pride in that statement. I m sure you are,
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