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The aggression in that move made me groan and keep going, sucking on her hard clit, driven by the tight grasp of her hands. Why was it that everything she did turned me on? When she was shy or unsure, I wanted her. When she was aggressive and needy, I wanted her just the same. It was like everything she did drew me in and made me desperate.

When her legs loosened, when her pussy stopped gripping my fingers, I pulled back and crawled up her body. Just like before, she kissed me. She didn’t seem to care that her juices covered my lips, didn’t care if she tasted herself, and that made my cock ache.

She wrapped a leg around me, her heel tugging me closer, begging me with her body.

And I was only too willing to give her what we both wanted. I pulled away just enough to grasp my cock, to press the head against her drenched cunt. I paused and savored the heat for a breath before sliding into the welcoming tightness of her body.

I went slow, wanting to take my time, to not let this be like the quickies we usually had. Instead, I tried to somehow explain what she meant to me with this.

She pressed her forehead against my chest, a reminder that she was smaller than I was. Her nails dug into me as she held on to my waist, as she urged me further.

Words of praise rested on my lips about how much I enjoyed the snugness of her cunt, the taste of her, the warmth of her, but I didn’t dare loose them. When we spoke, we muddied everything, made it so much more complicated, so I kept my mouth shut and did the only thing I could.

I filled her completely, giving her everything I could in that moment, trying to use this to create something between us that couldn’t be broken—not even by Larkwood.

Tomorrow we could deal with the rest—no doubt we’d have to—but for tonight?

Tonight, I would love Hera so much that she could never doubt how I felt about her again.

* * * *

Hera

I woke warm. I didn’t normally wake up cold by any means, but it wasn’t likethis.I felt as though I had a heated weighted blanket over me, and it was damn near enough for me to consider going back to sleep.

“You awake yet?”

The whispered voice made me jump with the surprise at hearing it so close to my ear. In fact, theshock took over so fast, I didn’t identify the voice at first while my heart raced.

I twisted, rolling over to find Deacon behind me. Along with him, the events of the night before came back to me.

And everything else we’d done when he’d gotten home…

We’d spent hours together without a word, and each time we’d finish, a kiss or a stroke from one of us would reignite that passion.

It made it hard to look him in the eyes, so I dropped my gaze.

Not that looking at his chest instead of his face made it any better. Hell, if anything, seeing a hickey over his collarbone made me even more embarrassed.

He let out a rare laugh, soft and like a secret between just the two of us. “So your confidence only lasts until the sun rises, huh?”

I lifted my hands and covered my face to hide the red that no doubt colored my cheeks.

“Come on, now. You were tough enough to sneak into my bed naked last night—you’re tough enough to deal with me the next morning.”

I moved my hands, not because I wanted to stop hiding but because I needed to sign.“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have just broken in.”

He made a sound that said he found my statement stupid. “I don’t care. Hell, if I could get away with it, I’d have you sleeping every damned night in my bed.”

That statement took me by surprise and pushed back the shame. It was surprisingly open from Deacon, who normally kept his feelings to himself.

Instead of addressing it, though, he went on. “I know you didn’t come last night just for that, though. You wanted to talk to me, right?”

I nodded, because it was true. I’d wanted to fix things between us, but I also wanted to ask him…

“Do you know where the communications center is in the North Tower?”

He sighed, his eyes clouding over. I didn’t think he’d answer at first, but after a moment, he did. “You’re impossible, you know that? No matter how much I tell you something is a bad idea, you just don’t listen. I used to think that keeping you in the dark was protecting you, but I think now you’ll just do as you damn well please either way. I’ve been here a long time and no one else gets the better of me, but you just bowl me over every damned time.”

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