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Later. Shit. No time for that right now.

I hook a finger in the crotch of her undies and push it aside. Fisting my dick with my other hand, I slide the tip of my cock against her entrance, desperately holding off the fucking orgasm that’s already too damn close. She coats me in the proof of how turned on she is, and I gasp for breath, like I’ve been sprinting for hours.

“Now, Rhys. Now.” Her back arches, and her hands dig into my scalp as I drive into her with one long thrust. My fingers push down the strap of her dress and uncover one perfect breast. I pluck and tease the hard peak while I rut into her with steady thrusts.

“You’re so fucking tight, so wet for me.” I slide in again, burying my dick inside her while my mouth sucks marks on her neck. She’s panting as I stay there, not moving, just feeling the heat of her pussy throbbing around my cock.

Zara’s hands move to my ass, and she grabs it. Her nails dig into my skin as she tries to pull me deeper, and to get me to move. I grin as I pull my head back far enough to look down at her agonized face.

“Is this your way of telling me you want to murder someone tonight?” Zara pants, excruciating pleasure painting her face as she rocks her hips. I curse, losing any semblance of control, as I fuck her like a damn savage. Zara gasps when my pelvis grinds against her clit, her body trembling as her orgasm starts to wash over her.

I tangle one hand in her hair and hook her leg around my arm with my free hand. My hips piston and I fuck her like I’ve lost my mind and she’s my salvation. That might be what’s happening because I’m an animal, slamming my cock into her as she meets me at every thrust. The bottles clank loudly beneath her ass as I pound into her. Her eyes lock onto mine as she moans and cries out each time I sink into her.

I pull her face to mine, our bodies pressed together as much as they can be in this position, and I kiss her. Our tongues tangle, mimicking the thrust of my hips, and I’m almost fucking embarrassed at how quickly I’m about to finish. If we weren’t in the fucking hallway, I’d try to hold off.

Slipping a hand between us, I circle her clit with my thumb, rubbing her slick juices over the sensitive flesh. Zara cries out against my mouth, but I won’t let her stop kissing me. Needing as many points of connection between us as humanly possible. Her entire body shakes as she starts to pulse and flutter around my dick. It’s too much pleasure for me to withstand. With one more deep thrust, I come, groaning her name into our kiss as my entire body tightens and releases with more pleasure than I’ve ever experienced.

I finally end the kiss, laying my forehead against Zara’s as we both breathe hard.

“No one came back here, but I think you just murdered me with your dick,” Zara says through heavy breaths.

I bark out a laugh and press a kiss to her sassy mouth. “Stay there,” I command, pulling out of her with a long groan. I zip up my pants as I hurry to my office to get some napkins for Zara.

“Sorry it’s not a fancy towel or anything.” I grin at her as I hand the napkins over.

“I am pretty fancy. Next time, make sure there’re golden tassels on the towel.”

“Next time, I’ll carry you into my shower and wash every inch of your skin with the utmost attention.”

“What if we’re out in public again? Are you really going to carry me upstairs?” Zara laughs at me.

I lift her off the slightly crushed box of bottles and she straightens her dress out, dropping the napkins in a trash can in the hallway.

I hook an arm around her shoulder and pull her into my side. “I’ll do any damn thing you want.”

Zara laughs as we walk back into the main bar. She stops so suddenly that I nearly trip over her. When I look down to ask what’s wrong, the panicked look on her face makes me freeze. “Zara? Are you okay?”

Her eyes flit around the room, taking in the dozen or so people left in the bar. I can see her pulse throbbing in her neck, but she nods and gives me a tentative smile. “I think it’s time to lock up for the night.”

It is, but it’s an odd thing to say. I catch Drigo’s eye across the room and jerk my head toward the clock on the wall. The music cuts off a few seconds later and Drigo calls out, “Closing time. Get your asses out of here.”

Zara detaches from my side and starts picking up empty glasses as if she wasn’t freaked out a minute ago. I do the same, my eyes cataloging the people left in my bar. They’re slowly getting up and moving toward the door. It doesn’t escape my notice that every one of them glance at me and Zara before they exit. All of them are unaccountably attractive.

There’s a pit in my stomach and it’s slowly sinking.

I lock up as soon as the last person walks out the door, and Zara’s right there with me.

“Were all those people Fae?”

Zara’s hazel eyes are wide as they gaze up at me. “Every single one of them.”

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