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Jude dragged his hand away from her.
“Jude!”
Ah, that was what he liked. The sound of his name on her lips. Grated with hunger. Whispered with demand.
He lifted her up. Her back pressed against the tile. Her wet hair stuck to her face and neck.Beautiful.
He drove his cock inside as deep as he could go—and she came at that first plunge, her sex squeezing him and milking his dick as her delicate muscles contracted. Her eyes seemed to go blind for a moment, and her mouth opened wide.
He kissed her and kept plunging. Ignoring the pounding drive of the water, he sank into the warmth of her sex. Over and over. Thrusting hard and plunging deep.
Like nothing else. Nothing. Else.
Her sex held him tight, a greedy squeeze on his cock. Tight. So tight. In. Out. His groans filled the air. Mixed with her moans. The driving water caught them both.
She’d come again, he knew she would, and he’d be with her.
Her fingers latched onto his shoulders. Her claws bit into the skin.
Deeper. Harder.
Her legs were clamped around his hips. Her heels dug into his ass.
“Again, Jude, again!”
His thrusts were wild now as he shoved into her slick paradise. Again, again.
She bit him. Erin caught him at the curve of his shoulder and sank those sharp teeth into him.
Jude erupted inside of her, coming on a wave of white-hot release that gutted him. His knees trembled, his spine prickled and his semen poured inside her.
Mate.
Her cry filled his ears, and she came again, squeezing him so tightly with her legs and arms and sex. He loved that—loved the way she held him, loved the sounds of her pleasure, the hot clasp of her body.
Loved her.
And he didn’t even realize he’d whispered the words until Erin’s head snapped up and she clipped him in the chin. “What?”
* * *
Ben Greer stared up at the antebellum house on St. Charles Avenue. Erin wasn’t there. He shouldn’t have been surprised, really, but he’d thought he might be able to catch her.
And apologize for being an ass.
He exhaled and turned away from the house. She was probably with that bounty hunter the one with the icy blue eyes. Eyes that only warmed when they were on her.
That guy—Jude—wasn’t going to be letting Erin out of his life. And he wasn’t going to be too keen on an ex-lover paying her a visit.
Too bad. Because he would see Erin again. The news she’d told him and the things he’d seen since then, yes, they’d made his head spin and ache like a bitch, but he was trying to play catch-up, fast. And trying to figure out just what else he’d been missing in this world.
His phone rang. He glanced at the number. Officer Langley. He answered the call even as he climbed into his car. “You got the all clear on the Harper house?” He’d called his captain as soon as he’d gotten the go-ahead from Antonio. They’d needed to search the judge’s house and see just what surprises were waiting for them.
“Captain Henderson’s already inside.” Disgust there, anger. “He didn’t want to wait for you to get back.”
No, Henderson wouldn’t. The man would want as much glory as he could get.
“You wouldn’t believe this place!” Her voice rose with excitement. “The judge kept freaking diaries. Journals of his kills.”
