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He nodded, and pressed his body harder into mine. And even harder, his hands tightening around my hair and body. Urgency leached through his touch, making my heart race and my pussy tighten with anticipation. The backs of my knees hit the edge of the mattress, and I reclined back. Ray landed on top of me, propping himself up on his forearms. “Pants off,” he demanded.

I cocked my head. The finality to his tone did something to my body I wasn’t sure I wanted to acknowledge, but I also didn’t want Ray thinking he had all the power in our current situation.

His eyes lit up. “I own you for the next month, Mila. Might as well get used to it now, because I plan on taking full advantage of having you all to myself.”

I wanted to fight, to protest. But I also wanted Ray inside me. So I reached between us, pulling my pants down the best I could, until Ray had to sit up and help me the rest of the way. Now there was nothing between us. No clothes or protection, masks or distances. He ran his eyes over my body, taking in every bit of skin, and every scar. “Fuck, babydoll. I swear you’re the only person who could come out of the apocalypse hotter than before.”

I smiled and shook my head, pulling him by his shoulders to lie over me again. He held himself up on one arm, using his other hand to slide down my waist, over my thighs, and between my legs. I cursed under my breath as he found the wet heat waiting for him, dragging his finger through my desire and need.

Our eyes met as he slipped one finger inside my aching pussy, and then another. He knew. He knew exactly what his presence did to me, and the way my release coiled deep inside, spiraling thanks to his curving, pulsing fingers.

I moaned, my free hand tugging at the thin bed sheets underneath me. Ray drove me to the brink of insanity, fucking me with his fingers before he eventually pulled away, leaving me alone and empty. Before I could sit up and protest I felt the thick head of his cock pressing against me.

We both cried out – softly, so as to keep the secret – as Ray drove his cock inside, fitting to me the same he always had. We lay like that for a moment, connected, staring at each other in wonder. It was just for a split second, before Ray moved his hips. He drove himself deeper with each stroke, as if trying to hammer a reminder that he had been here before. And now once again we were together after all of these years. My release snuck up on me quicker than I could stop it, and my eyes began to close.

A hand at my neck startled me into staring into Ray’s gaze once more. His hand tightened around my throat, demanding my full attention. “You’re not coming unless you come with me.”

I nodded, unable to take my eyes off this man I once knew so well. I arched my neck into his grasp, daring him to take more. He groaned, his body moving faster as we both climbed higher and higher. His hand tightened with each stroke. His hips ground against mine, and if he didn’t come soon I was going to break whether he liked it or not. Thankfully he released my neck, slamming his hand down on the bed next to my head. “Now, Mila. Comenow.”

I let go of all the tension, my body caving to its orgasm. He was still pumping, a less rhythmic motion now, whispering my name as he collapsed on top of me.

Eventually Ray rolled off, pulling down the blankets, and encouraging me to crawl underneath them. He curled up behind me, covering my back as if to protect me.

He tucked the worn comforter around my shoulders, stroking my hair. “Sleep. You need the rest.”

I nodded, burrowing deeper into the covers. It wasn’t my tent, and I was nowhere near safe, but sleep was essential to stay alive. I needed to restore my strength. “Will you stay?” The words slipped out before I could consider how weak they made me seem.Shit.

Ray groaned. “Believe me, I wish I could. But it’s not safe for either of us. Besides, I need to get home to the girls.”

The girls. His whole reason for being here, his sisters. I should’ve known he would never be here for the power.

“Tomorrow, if you have a chance, find Hannah. She’s a friend of mine from high school. She’ll show you the ropes and keep you safe. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” I rested my head back against the solidity of his chest and the steady beat of his heart.

“Hannah,” I murmured, half asleep.Hannah. I wanted to ask him something, but the thought was pulled away, lulled by the promise of sleep.

Before I drifted off, I could’ve sworn I heard him whispering softly into my ears. “Maybe there can be more than survival.”

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