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Mandy eased off the bed and gripped his forearm. “Did you hear what I said? I took care of it. I nailed him in his tiny balls, and he almost went to his knees. It was priceless.”
“You kicked him in the balls?” The edges of Mamba’s lips tipped up.
“Yep, he backed off and could barely talk. It felt great showing him who’s boss.”
“I would’ve loved to see it.” He leaned in and took her lips in a hard kiss, then mumbled, “Turns me the fuck on that you took him out.”
“So empowering.”
“My girl is a badass.” He threw her a smirky grin two seconds before he swung her up and over his shoulder.
She squealed, and Mamba planted his palm firmly on her ass. “Yep, definitely badass.”
In five large steps, he crossed the room, then deposited her on the bed. She laughed as her back bounced against the mattress with him hovering over her body.
“I’m never letting you go.” He tugged on the hem of her t-shirt, flipped it over her head, undid her bra, and nuzzled his lips between her breasts. The soft humming in her throat drove him on as he sucked one nipple and then the other. Knowing they would soon be together without any blowback made him reckless. A savage need flowed through his body as he pulled the button and zipper of her jeans and pushed them over her hips and to the floor.
“I need you now.” He nipped at her neck. “Can’t fuckin’ wait.”
Mandy circled her arms around his neck, wrapped her legs around his hips, and drew his body to her.
“Shit, woman, you’re wilder than me.” Mamba laughed around his words, pushing down his jeans and kicking them to the floor.
“That’s 'cause I know what I want.” She cupped his balls with her palm, and his eyes crossed. Then she circled the root of his cock, and gently pulled, which made his rock-hard cock even harder—if that was possible.
Mamba slid his hand between them and found her center, and when he played with her clit, she moaned and arched her back. They both loved foreplay, but today would be all about getting what they needed.
Desire darkened Mandy’s eyes as he reached down and grabbed his cock. “I need in your body. Now.”
He spread her legs with his knees, found her wet center, eased into her, then stopped. “Fuck. Condom.”
She squirmed under him, and his dick pulsed harder. Then his stupid brain argued that taking her raw just once would be all right. Thankfully, his new logical brain kicked in and pulled out.
Mandy groaned as he yanked open the end table drawer, pulled out a condom, and sheathed himself.
“You got me so amped, I almost forgot to wrap up.” He slid home again, thrusting his hips hard and fast.
She bit the tip of Mamba’s ear, whispered his name, and he increased the pace. The pressure built within him, and when she anchored her thighs around his hips, they moved as one. He wedged one arm under Mandy’s back, tilting her for better leverage and hitting her spot until she clenched his cock to the point of pain—hot, delicious pain.
“Mamba,” she screamed out while exploding around him. The aftershocks gripped his dick until he blew apart. He floated on that beautiful cloud for at least a minute, keeping reality at bay by tricking his mind into thinking they didn’t have any obstacles. He focused only on her beautiful body and the fullness in his heart.
The fight raised the stakes in their relationship. Even though neither wanted it to happen, it seemed to be the only way to tip the scales in their direction—certainly in the Serpents’ direction—and after they backed down the Marauders, it would ultimately be good for Mandy and Mamba.
* * *
They lay facing each other, Mandy’s head resting on Mamba’s outstretched arm while his other hand traced little circles over her shoulder. His gentle touch amazed her.
“You backing down Blaze, and my fight with Ajax will prove once and for all that no one can stop us from being together.”
“True.”
“Or keep us from talking about the future.”
Mandy bit the inside of her cheek at the wordfuture. She had no reservations about being with Mamba; it was what went along with him that scared her.
“I think your back stiffening up and your face going all serious might not be the reaction I’m looking for.”
“A future with you sounds perfect. It’s just that I worry about—”
