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“Use those to communicate with Echo. Dave’s orders. They won’t be affected by the jamming signal if you stay close. This needs to end tonight.”
Ice nodded at the information and raced back to climb the metal that would take him upward.
He found Echo cleaning his knife and held out the earpiece. They both watched as the children were lowered down into the rescue skiff and sped away.
The sky was growing light by the minute.
“What now?” Echo asked. “They’re not coming out,” Echo said of their real target.
Two high-powered politicians into sex trafficking children were barricaded in a room on the yacht that they had no chance in hell of getting into.
“Dave wants this over now,” Ice said.
“I have an idea,” Echo said.
“Why do I suddenly hope to see the sunrise tomorrow?”
Echo’s eyes suddenly gleamed.
The blast blew them clean off the boat.
In hindsight, Ice figured he should have been ready for it, but he’d been more worried about Echo.
Hitting the water, he kicked to the surface and cleared his eyes with a swipe of his hand. Searching for Echo, Ice swept his eyes around the churning black water. Echo bobbed to the surface a few feet from him and Ice caught the slighter man’s arm and dragged him closer in the cold, dark water.
“You good?”
Echo’s eyes were wild with excitement and he turned from the fiery yacht and gave him a smile that was so bright, it made Ice lose his head. He pulled Echo closer, wanting to taste just a little bit of that joy, and he touched the man’s lips with his own.
The kiss fucking exploded between them.
It went from cool water temperature to heated lava in seconds. When fingers gripped his hair, Ice slanted his mouth completely over the assassin’s lips.
Echo bit at him.
Ice licked at the blood.
They ended up on the dark beach, clothes tossed away, with sand getting in places it shouldn’t, but fuck if he gave a shit. Echo shook out one of their shirts and shoved him back down on it. And naked, Echo straddled his hips. Using spit, the slender man reached between them, took his engorged dick in hand, and guided it to his ass.
Ice almost exploded before he got inside, but he gasped and panted and clenched Echo’s small waist, stilling the assassin’s hips for a split second. Echo snarled and knocked his hands away and jammed down, head tossing wildly, hair falling into his gorgeous eyes.
Ice cupped Echo’s ass and when the assassin came down on his dick again, Ice snapped his hips up and they rode the rapids until both of them snapped. Ice fisted Echo’s hair and took the man’s mouth in a bruising kiss as he emptied his balls.
When Echo’s cock spurted on his abs, Echo bit at him, drawing blood again.
Ice growled and rammed up one last time and then dropped, panting, to the sand.
Echo rolled away and Ice swiped out a hand, but the assassin was too quick. Before Ice could process shit, Echo was already into his pants, shirt, and was pulling on his shoes before strapping back on his sheath and knives.
“Let’s go back to my place,” Ice murmured, sitting up.
“No.” Echo shook his head.
Ice launched to his feet and grabbed the assassin’s arm.
The knife swiped out and caught him in the fleshy part of his stomach, near his side. Ice hissed and fell back, holding the wound.
“Don’t make the mistake of thinking that I like you.” The words came hoarsely and then Echo strode away. The man’s slight frame was swallowed by the night.
