Page 794 of End Game

Dex loses whatever was left of his ability to stay quiet.

The force travels forward again, and this time I know what to expect.

It doesn't help.

Cami gets driven down onto me while the ring vibrates between us.

My abs lock.

My jaw tightens.

She comes again, and both Dex and I groan as she clenches.

The entire room smells like sweat and sex, and whatever the hell is left of the clean linen spray Ronan uses down here.

Cami turns her head as much as her position allows.

“Harder, Dex.”

Dex makes a broken sound.

Then obeys immediately.

Her eyebrows lift slightly.

Maybe she didn't expect that much response.

I did.

I've watched her learn each one of them.

Where to tease.

When to soften.

Which words make them stop thinking.

“Come for me, Dex,” she tells him.

That one gets me too.

He lasts maybe seconds.

His body tightens.

Then he comes inside her.

Cami cries out and clamps down around me hard enough that I pull against every restraint at once.

My wrists burn with the pressure of my own effort.

She looks down at me, breathless and laughing.

“You're trying to kill me.”

“I'm literally tied to you.”

“Still your fault.”