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He feverishly thrusts into me, groaning when he feels my muscles tighten around him. Every thrust is urgent and deep, making me feel drugged with pleasure. I grip his hair and pull him down to me. Our mouths meet in a passionate, desperate kiss.

“I’ve fucking missed you. You’re so perfect,” he murmurs against my lips, his voice strained.

“Don’t stop. Oh God. Please, Aiden,” I beg him, clutching onto him for dear life. I don’t even know what I am begging for at this point. He slides a hand between us, rubbing against my swollen bundle of nerves relentlessly. My legs start to quake uncontrollably.

A familiar intense pressure washes over me. My entire body tightens as I cry out, “Aiden.”

With a throaty groan, he pulls out of me, flipping me over to my stomach. He pulls my hips back and slams back into me, going so deep I cry out from the intense pleasure. He spanks my ass. Pain radiates through me, but I accept it with a whimper. His hips begin to pound into me violently. I push back to meet every feverish thrust, groaning at the feel of his teeth running along my shoulder to my neck. He kisses up my neck to my ear causing me to shiver.

His breath tickles my ear as he groans. “That’s it. Take it. Take me. Only I can make you come. Say it,” he growls.

“Only you can make me come,” I sob. I've lost count of how many times I've found my release. He just keeps going. Proving his point. No one has ever driven me this crazy with need. No one else ever will.

I clamp down on his cock as my mouth opens with a silent scream, my release draining every ounce of energy from me. He calls out my name, and with one last thrust, buries himself deep and explodes into me.

We are catching our breath, looking at each other as the shudders from our orgasms die down. Aiden turns to lay on his back. He moves me so I am sprawled over him. A thought comes to my head. I chuckle.

Aiden smiles. “What are you laughing at?”

“Now, I understand why you were so despicable when I met you. You like to follow the rules, but Taevian was breaking them by having me be your lawyer.” I admit.

He laughs. “Yeah. I was despicable, but you’re adorable when you have that annoyed face. Your nose does this cute little scrunch.”

I huff. “I don’t want to be adorable. I want to be sexy.”

He tightens his hold on me. “You’re adorably sexy.” I roll my eyes.

We silently embrace each other for a little bit. My whole body is left weak from his merciless onslaught. I can’t help but worry a little. I’m not a reaper and won’t become one. Also, my contract ends soon. Won’t I have to leave and go to Heaven? As I open my mouth to mention this, I close it shut. No. I am going to soak this moment in and bring this up later. Right now, I want to just be with him.

I kiss his neck and whisper, “I’m sorry about Joey.”

His hold tightens. “Don’t be sorry. He is a grown man who let jealousy get the best of him. I’m just grateful I have an amazing lawyer who proved my innocence.”

“He’s your best friend though.”

He shakes his head. “He was my close friend. A true friend would never set up their friend like he did, even if he didn’t know that I would have been stripped of being a reaper and thrown in Hell for a hundred years. He also killed an innocent woman. That’s beyond unforgivable. He deserves everything that is coming to him.” He kisses my forehead. “But, I have you now. You’re all I need.”

I smile into his neck. Relieved that he is doing sort of okay with the fact that his friend betrayed him. I am still thinking back to what Joey said as he was getting detained. He said, 'If you think this is it, you are wrong!' But I’ll table that thought for another day because my stomach is growling.

“Are you hungry?” I ask. I’m getting a little hungry, and want to eat a meal with him.

His eyes heat up and he lifts his hand, rubbing his thumb across my bottom lip. He leans forward and whispers in my ear. “For you.”

I involuntarily squirm. “I meant real food.”

He chuckles. “I know. How about this—I eat you first, then we both can cook something to eat.”

“Wait—” My words are cut off when I feel Aiden’s fingers tunnel between my legs again. If we were still alive, I would have died from exhaustion. I gasp when his fingers dip inside.

He gives me a devilish smile and says, “You’re already so wet. My Joy is always ready for me.”

He moves down my body. When he reaches his destination, I feel his mouth against me. I grab onto sheets on either side of me and open my mouth in a silent moan. This man really knows how to use his mouth.

* * *

One hour later, and we are finally making food. One of the things that suck about not actually being in the Living World is that we can’t just order take-out.

I am dicing onions as Aiden seasons the ground beef. We are making a worldwide classic, whether you are a reaper or a living being—spaghetti. Since, we are both spent after all the mind-blowing sex we had, we wanted something quick. I finished dicing the onions two minutes ago, but I am distracted by my concerns and keep moving the knife. My anxiety is growing by the second the more my thoughts swirl in my head.