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He growled low in his chest as he grabbed my thigh, hiked it up around his waist and buried his hard cock inside my waiting cunt.
It was sudden and almost shocking, and yet somehow perfect. He plunged in deep, my body taking him in that one thrust as if I were made for him.
I gasped at the way he filled me, and he swallowed the sound, stealing it from me.
He wrapped his arm behind me, holding me to him as he rolled his hips, his chest rubbing against my nipples, teasing them.
He bit down on my bottom lip, tugging at it, fucking into me with a staggering amount of strength.
“I’mnotwho I was,” he swore when he let go of my lip, the words whispered and solemn. “I swear it, shadow-girl. I am more now.”
He said each word with the weight of a person who needed me to believe him. He caught my chin with his other hand, forcing my face to his.
His eyes, whiskey colored, so light they were almost melted honey, bore into mine, a question there, a demand.
“You need to know that. Ineedto know you believe it.” He still above me,insideme, holding me so tightly, as if he were afraid I’d slip away.
I fell into those eyes, into the way he asked, the way he waited for an answer. He deserved my honesty, deserved me taking the moment to know my answer.
Did I believe him? Did I believe that whoever he was in the past, that the monster Jerrod was, the monster Jerrod had said Hunter was, was really gone? That he’d changed, that he wouldn’t ever go back?
And could I look past it?
I would have said no at any other time, but somehow seeing his eyes, seeing how he stilled, how he held his breath even as his heart pounded hard forced me to believe him.
“I know,” I whispered before closing my teeth on his lip then returning his kiss. I carded my fingers through his hair to hold him to me, which worked fine because Hunter was more than strong enough to handle fucking me without any help from me.
My back pressed into the tub, the water warm and like its own sensual touch as it licked across my skin.
Hunter breathed hard—funny since I’d just seen him face off against five teams of other supernaturals and he hadn’t broken a sweat—but even so he kept me close.
My body wound tighter as he took me hard and fast, the sensation of his cock slamming into me like a revelation. He was wild, unconstrained, focusing only on the moment between us.
I stole his breath, savoring the bite of fire in it, breathing in the smoke that had escaped around him as if he couldn’t keep it contained anymore, as if he were too consumed by our twisted bodies to care about appearing human.
He tightened his arm, tilting my hips so his pelvic bone ground against my clit with every thrust.
The orgasm hit me hard, just as wild as our sex. I tightened around his cock, but it didn’t stop him from thrusting, from taking me roughly and stretching out the waves of pleasure that overcame me.
He made a low, hungry sound before he buried his face in the crook of my neck, then plunged as deep as he could and stilled. He came, a swear on his lips, before he went limp against me. With the water, he wasn’t so heavy, and after a moment, he pulled free of me but didn’t move away for another moment.
“You probably have to get ready,” he said as he withdrew, an unhappy grumble as he left the warmth of the bath. He pulled his pants back on, seeming not to care that he was still wet.
I sat up and took his hand when he offered it. He tugged me to my feet, then wrapped the towel that had sat on a table beside the tub around me.
“How is everyone?” I asked. “Is anyone hurt?”
He shook his head before he helped me out of the tub. “A couple scratches, but Lucifer’s healers got us all up and ready.” He patted his hands over my sides. “I did notice that the caliber of service was down a bit.”
“Oh really?” I played dumb as I pulled away from him, heading toward the closet for an outfit. “Lucifer must be running low on young, nubile women to service you, I guess.”
“You are adorable when you’re jealous, you know that? Never figured I’d have a thing for that, but I do.” He chuckled, crossing his arms and leaning against the doorway. “Who knows, though. Maybe I just like you.”
I opened the closet and pulled out what I’d planned to wear. I wasn’t going sultry—it had never been my style anyway—and went with comfortable and powerful, instead.
I saw no reason to act shy now—Hunter had just beeninsideme—so I dropped the towel to pull on the clothing. A pair of basic slacks and a white button-up top that still managed to drop low in the front. I added a vest to it, which I had to admit made me look like one bad bitch.
“Well don’t you look ready for battle?” Hunter’s eyebrow hiked, the ends of his long, reddish hair curling more than usual since they’d gotten wet.
