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“Did you get those condoms today?” He could barely think, let alone talk. But it was the love play she needed tonight. That, and the slow realization that it was going to happen. She was going to belong to him. All of her.

“Damn you,” she cursed, but there was no anger, an edge of laughter, maybe.

“Oh, man, that’s too bad, Chay. ” His hands clenched on her hips as he drew back.

“Natches, don’t you dare stop,” she cried out, panic filling her voice. “Oh God, please, don’t stop. ”

There wasn’t a chance.

He thrust inside her to the hilt, snarled at the pleasure that bordered pain as he forced himself to stop, to hold deep inside her. To feel her.

She was close to orgasm. Her pussy was clenching around his shaft, stroking the sensitive head, rippling over him like a thousand hungry little fingers caressing him at once.

“You feel so good. ” He leaned into her, kissed the shell of her ear then drew the lobe between his teeth to worry it erotically. “So tight and hot around me. I could stay inside you forever, feeling you come for me, over and over again, Chay. ”

He could feel the perspiration coating both their bodies now. Her nails were digging into his thigh, a sharp little pain to keep him centered amid the pleasure.

“Are you ready for me, Chay? I’m going to take you hard. I’m going to take you so hard and deep you’ll think you’re dying. Then, before the last tremor is gone, I’m going to take you again. Over and over again, until you feel all that love burning and heating inside you. You hear me, sweetheart? We’re going to find all that love. ”

She cried out his name. The sound of her voice, dazed and thick with the pleasure he was giving her, was almost, just almost, enough to send him over the edge right then. He had to clench his teeth, had to fight to hold back his release. But he knew holding back wasn’t going to happen for long.

Gripping her hips firmly, he began to move. He started slow and easy, but slow and easy wasn’t what either of them needed. She needed to burn through her pain and he needed to guide her through the heat. He needed to feel her come apart around him, shattering with the ecstasy as she shattered with hers.

Within seconds, the thrusts built. He was slamming against her, burying his cock inside her with blinding, furious strokes as she begged for more. For harder. Harder, stronger, until he heard her wail fill his head and felt her pussy, like a fist tightening on his cock, milking it, pulling his release from him, tearing through him with fire and lightning.

“Ah hell!” He barely recognized his own voice. “Chay. Ah God, baby, yes, take it. Take all of me. ”

He poured himself into her as he felt the contractions of her pussy spill her release around him. Deep, violent spurts of semen tore from the head of his cock, the racing pleasure tearing through his body as he thrust against her, buried himself deeper, and felt stars exploding in his head as she cried out his name.

He collapsed over her, his knees weak, and damn if he wasn’t starting to feel as exhausted as she had looked earlier.

The contractions flexing around his cock were easing, and as he kissed her shoulder, he smiled.

“You know what, sweetheart?” he drawled.

“Hmm. ” She was boneless beneath him, sated, relaxing.

“You know you are so pregnant now, don’t you?” Pride flared deep and strong inside him, and he swore he was growing hard again. “See? I told you, the thought of making babies with you just makes me harder. ”

No sooner had Chaya showered and eaten the impromptu meal Natches had waiting for her than his family converged on them. Rowdy and his wife, Kelly; Dawg and his wife, Crista; and their uncle Ray and his wife, Maria. And Crista’s brother, Alex Jansen.

Chaya knew Alex Jansen fairly well—he was better known as Timothy Cranston’s muscle, though Chaya doubted the Mackays knew that. And from the warning look he had thrown her, he didn’t want it known, either.

Oh, how tangled this little web was becoming. She knew Alex could report back to Timothy and cause her more trouble than she wanted to face, but she also knew the man’s incredible loyalty to his little sister, Crista.

Which way would Alex’s loyalty swing in this one though?

As the men converged on the beers Natches had stacked in an ice-filled cooler and the women came bearing snacks, sandwiches, and chips, Chaya got a look into the relationships between the Mackays, their wives, and the uncle that had more or less raised all of them.

Ray Mackay was the complete opposite of his brothers or sister. He loved his son and his nephews, he was incredibly protective over all of them, and the loyalty and warmth seemed to extend around Alex as well. And maybe even Chaya herself.

He had hugged her as he walked in, patted her shoulder, and told her not to worry, the Mackays were going to take care of everything.

She’d wanted to grin at the proclamation, but she had a feeling he was entirely too serious.

Now, as she sat back and watched the men going through the printed reports Natches had taken from her laptop, she had a moment to worry about involving any of them. If something were to happen to even one of them, it would affect the whole family. And it wouldn’t just affect them; it would devastate them.

“The subjects you questioned were all ex-military members. ” Rowdy cast her a narrow-eyed look from across the wide table as he laid down the file he had been going through. He flipped two files toward her. “Hollister Mcgrew. ”

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