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I come unglued, stars erupting behind my eyes as I shatter for him.

He roars, rising to his feet. Within seconds, he's inside me, one hand on my shoulder to hold me in place as he fucks me from behind. I can't do anything but take it. He drives into me, fucking me so deep I know I'm still going to feel him there tomorrow.

"Tell me now, Sparrow."

"I love you," I breathe, willing to say it a thousand times if that's what he wants to hear. I'll shout it from the rooftops. Whatever he wants. My heart is just, just like my body. He commands both.

He groans, wrapping his arms around my waist to pull me up. As soon as I'm more or less upright, he drags me into his arms, boosting me up. I straddle his thighs as he settles against the bed, slipping inside me again.

His mouth slants down over mine as we rock together, me in his lap and his hands all over my body. We don't separate even an inch this time. Only coming up for air when neither of us can breathe.

"You're so fucking perfect," he whispers, his forehead pressed against mine. "Christ, Sparrow. My heart is going to beat out of my damn chest."

"It can't. I need it right there, Gideon." I press my palm over it, loving the way it pounds against his sternum, strong and steady.

He kisses me again and then again. I rock against him faster, drop down harder. I'm so close. This is the best and the worst part. The moment when the pleasure grows so intense it's painful, but I don't want it to end. I want to stay right here, just like this. Yet I know I can't. He won't let me. He always makes me go over, refusing to let me dwell for long in that in between place.

As if on cue, his hands sink into my hips. He takes over, dropping me onto his cock and then lifting me off. He drives me down onto him again and again, ruthless in his quest to make me come. I try to fight it, determined to stay right here for as long as possible. But you can only fight fate for so long. Especially when fate is a giant.

He slams me down on him, rocking his hips.

I claw his back, shouting as I splinter into a thousand tiny pieces and scatter to the winds.

"I love you," he whispers, following me into light.

Chapter Eleven

Gideon

"What is that?" Kenna cries, jolting upright as the window alarm beings to wail from the bedroom.

"Shit." I vault over the back of the couch, sprinting into the bedroom. I rip the curtains open, fury churning through me when I see the handle of the knife still sticking out of the window where someone tried to use it to jostle it open.

I grab my phone and sprint out of the room. "Go in the bathroom and lock the door," I order Kenna, tossing the phone to her. "Call Kane and don't come out until he or I come and get you."

"Gideon!" she cries. "Don't go out there."

"Lock yourself in the bathroom, Sparrow. Now."

Distressed tears well in her eyes, but she scurries to obey this time. I wait only long enough to ensure she's on her way and then race out of the apartment, eyes peeled for anyone who doesn't belong.

It's overcast out, the moon hiding behind thick cloud cover. Even the lights in the parking lot seem dim. I do a quick scan but don't see anything moving. I sprint around the side of the building just in time to see a thick shadow slip into an alley across the street.

I take off after it, vaulting over a bush. I land on the sidewalk, damn near rolling my ankle. I don't stop running, my feet pounding against the pavement as I race across the street and then slip into the alley. It's pitch black, not a fucking thing visible.

"Fuck," I mutter, slowing my steps. I scan the shadows, trying to pick them out. The entire damn alley smells like an unwashed asshole and cat piss. If I find this fucker, I'm kicking his ass for dragging me back here. And then I'm killing him. Painfully.

My head is on a swivel the entire time I'm in the alley, but if he's hiding in there, he doesn't make a sound, and he doesn't move. I come out the other side and jog down the block, checking every shadow. But there are houses everywhere. He could be hiding anywhere.

Motherfucker.

I spend another few minutes looking and then circle back to the alleyway. I lurk in the shadows for a few minutes, watching to see if anyone comes out of hiding further down the street, but no one does.

Whoever slipped into the alley is gone now.

I fucking missed him by seconds.

I fight the urge to put my fist through the wall and jog back toward the apartment.

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