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“You can leave, Archer.” She swings into the kitchen and tears open her fridge as I come around the corner. “You’re useless to me if you’re gonna carry on like that.”
“Carry on?” My own temper flares. I’m still back in that room, still balls-deep and wondering what the fuck happened. “Useless? Mayet, you better listen to the bullshit coming out of your mouth.”
“Or what?” She twists back with a bottle of water in her hands. “I told you to leave. You’re unusable to me now. You go back to being an asshole cop I have to sometimes deal with. Because this…” She points between her and me. “Us?” She shakes her head. “No longer compatible.”
“Why? Because I refuse to hurt you? You’re crazy if you think that makes me the bad guy!”
“I’m not asking you to smack me around,” she snarls. “I’m asking you to be the normal you. I’m asking you to be true to yourself, because I don’t want some watered-down bullshit version of who you think I need.”
“I’m me!” I snap back. “There’s only one version of me, and that version of me gives a fuck about you. I care about you being okay. And I sure as hell am not okay with my palmprint on your thigh. Or my fingerprints on your wrist!”
“That won’t happen so long as I stay on top of my infusions. You get to be the you I like, so long as I stay to routine. But this guy,” she looks at me like I’m a pitiful little mutt in the window. “This soft version of Archer Malone?” Scoffing, she circles the room and moves back into the hall. “Boring.”
“You’re trying to hurt my feelings!” Still, I spin and follow her. “You’re trying to drive me away, because now you’ve reached the vulnerable part of your morning.”
“Fuck off, Archer.”
I step into the bedroom to find her standing at her open suitcase. “You’re trying to piss me off so I walk out and you get to pretend it’s my fault.”
“Itisyour fault!” She snags a pair of black pants and a floaty white blouse. “It’s your fault, because you’re the one who’s changing. That’s a bait and switch, Malone.”
“So fucking sue me for not wanting to be the reason you’re bruised and sore all the fucking time!”
“Regardless,” she growls. “You’re no longer useful to me.” Waving her hand in my direction, she dismisses me, as cold and dead as the patients wheeled into her autopsy room. “Be gone.”
“Not fucking likely.” I charge across the room and wrap my arm around her stomach. She wears my shirt, but her panties are still missing, and my cock is still hard.
I press her hands to the wall. I bury my face against the warm spot of her neck where it and her shoulder meet, then I use my free hand and slide two fingers into her wet pussy.
“Ah!” She instantly opens her legs. “Archer.”
“I will not hurt you.” But I slam my fingers deep inside, curling them, so with every thrust, she fills my hand with her release. “I refuse to bruise you on purpose, Minka. But that doesn’t mean I’m useless to you.”
Tearing my fingers from her slit, I replace them with my cock and seat myself inside so deep, I don’t stop until her breath catches. “I won’t smack you around.” I drag my cock out until just the tip rests inside her opening, her pleasure dribbling along her thigh. “I won’t be unnecessarily rough. I can’t…” I shake my head. “I won’t. But I’ll still make you scream when you come.”
I thrust forward and stop only when she swallows me up and my hipbones slam against her ass. “I won’t be cast aside, and I especially won’t step aside all because you got your feelings hurt and your vulnerabilities were laid out on a platter for me to see.”
“Shut up.” She takes my arm from around her stomach and instead brings it higher. She makes my forearm band across her chest, and just when I figure she’s done, she brings my hand to her face and bites down on my palm. “Shut up, Archer.”
“I won’t shut up,” I snigger. But I hammer against her pussy and revel in the way she brings me to the very edge of violence. “We’re compatible. We’re so fucking compatible, there’s no way out for us now.”
Turning her, I grin at the way she screams and flails, then I press her chest to the bed and continue to slam deep inside her wet pussy.
“You were put here for me.” I wrap my hands around the swells of her ass and stop myself from hitting. From smacking. But I sure as fuck let myself explore. I slide my right hand around to her dripping pussy, and collecting her natural lubrication, I bring it back around again and push a single digit into her ass.
“Fuck!” Minka explodes around me. Screaming and clutching to the ruffled blankets. “Oh god, Archer!”
“We adapt. We do not walk away.” I pull my finger out to the same rhythm as my cock, and slamming back in, I grit my teeth and hold off for a moment more. Just a little longer. “We don’t throw this away, Minka. We don’t waste.”
“Shit. Oh god.”
“Say it.” I still my movements and rob her of her completion. “Say it, Minka.”
“Don’t waste.” She buries her face against the bed and muffles her whimpering voice. “Don’t throw this away.”
“Exactly.”
Drawing myself back, I slam forward once more and allow us both to step over the edge.
