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Her hips rocked against him, the slow motions driving him out of his mind.
Not yet. Can’t come yet.
Her tongue licked across his lips. “You scared me.”
Rise. Fall.
The hot fist of her sex milking his cock.
His thighs clenched beneath her and his spine stiffened.
“I thought…” She drove down on him, a bit harder now. A little more desperate. “Th-that you’d die on me.”
That had been the plan.
Her fingers slipped down his neck. Caught his shoulder and her nails dug into the skin. “Why?”
She’d stilled on him. Her sex was so tight and hot and she’d stilled.
His breath heaved out. All he could smell was her. All he could taste was her. Feel—her. “Don’t you know?” he growled, his cock ready to burst. One more glide, just one.
Her nails dug deeper and her slender hips didn’t move. “Tell me.”
He looked up at her. Nowhere to hide. “Because I would fucking die for you. I nearly did.”
The bloodlust, no the lust for her, only her, broke free. He grabbed her hips and shoved up, deep and hard, and she came around him, choking out a cry as her eyes widened and the ripples of her release contracted around his cock.
He climaxed on a long, hot wave of pleasure and he held her, as tight as he could, and knew that no way—no fucking way—was he gonna let Sandra Dee go.
He’d die for her, and, hell, yeah, he’d kill for her. In a heartbeat.
Because the truth was the woman held his heart in her hand. In the same hand that she usually held her beloved stakes.
* * *
When her heartbeat slowed down and the tremors finally left her body, Dee sucked in a deep breath. Probably shouldn’t have jumped him right away.
But she’d needed him. Too close to death.
Her nails raked down his chest. Paused over the heart that raced beneath her touch. He watched her with eyes gone smoky again.
“We were out for two days,” she told him, aware that her voice was too husky. A good orgasm did that to her, though, and with Simon, the orgasms were always good.
Her sex clenched with a little aftershock of pleasure and she saw his pupils flare.
Move. Before she took him again. No, before he took her. His cock was swelling again, growing and stretching and pressing just where she needed him to?—
Dee pushed up on her knees and carefully separated their bodies. They’d have company soon, and as much as she’d like another ride, the pleasure would have to wait.
Dealing with the psychotic undead came first.
Simon’s gaze dropped to her sex and he licked his lips.
Dee swallowed and rolled away from him. “We’re at a motel, about three hours away from Hueco.” They’d retreated. Well, not them so much as Zane and Jude had retreated for them. Because when the hunters had first found her and Simon, she hadn’t exactly been in a frame of mind to help out and plan much.
But Jude and Zane had been right. Retreat was the only option. They’d been too weak for anything else.
“Why do I feel so good?”
