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“You have a lot of nerve,” Kat said when she opened the door. She leaned against the frame, smacking her gum. She was the gatekeeper. Until I sweet talked her I wasn’t getting anywhere near Marina.

“I had business I needed to take care of.” It was the most I was willing to say.

Kat sighed and shot a look over her shoulder. “She’s too soft for your world, Trip.” Guilt flashed over her face. “She’d be pissed if she knew I was saying this, but I don’t want her getting hurt.”

“No one will ever fucking touch her,” I growled. The thought made fury rise and crest within me.

She rolled her eyes. “You can’t watch her every second of every day. Tell me that you truly believe, one hundred percent, that she’ll never get hurt.”

A muscle in my jaw flexed as I ground my teeth together. I didn’t reassure her, though, because she was right. Our old ladies knew that there might be times where they could get caught up in our shit. “I’ll do everything I can to keep her safe.”

“The only way to do that is to let her go,” Kat told me, but she stepped out of the way, giving me space to come inside. “Second door on the left.”

I walked back to Marina’s room, opening the door without knocking. She was lying on her bed, earbuds in, toe tapping as she listened to music. Leaning against the doorframe, I watched her.

Kat may be right. The smartest thing to do was to let her go, but I couldn’t do that. Watching her as she relaxed in her own space, the need to own her, protect her…fuck her, came over me. I couldn’t release her, knowing that she’d eventually find another guy and marry him. She was mine.

Shutting the door, I moved into the room and her eyes flashed open. “Trip,” she gasped, a hand coming up to her heart.

Wanting to feel it racing as I made her come, I lowered my body onto hers before she had a chance to get up. I had her pinned beneath me and grinned down at her. There was a puzzled look on her face. “Miss me, Siren?”

“Get off,” she replied, shoving at me.

“No.” I settled more of my weight on her, refusing to let her slip away.

She sighed. “Trip-”

“Sorry I had to leave this morning.”

She looked shocked by my apology. As though she wouldn’t have expected a man like me to say sorry for anything. It wasn’t my favorite thing to do, but I didn’t choke on the words as they came out. I meant it.

“Please,” she said softly.

Shoving down my anger, I rolled off her and sat at the edge of the bed. I didn’t want to let her put space between us. That would make it too easy for her to put into words the emotions I saw in her eyes. She’d come to the same conclusion that her roommate had. She was going to break things off with me.

Fuck that.

I’d make one last—silent—bid for why she should give this—me—a chance. Fisting my hand in her hair, I dragged a gasp from her lips before I claimed them. That’s what this was, a claiming.

Gripping her hip with my free hand I dragged her over so she was straddling my lap. If she was going to kick me to the curb, I was going to put up a goddamned fight.

“Trip,” she moaned into my mouth.

“Mmm, I love hearing you say my name,” I told her, hand skating underneath her shirt so I could cup her tit. They were a fucking perfect handful. My thumb rubbed over her lace bra, and even with the barrier her nipple turned into a hard little bead.

My tongue dipped into her mouth and she groaned deep. I stroked her tongue with mine, enjoying every sound I pulled from her. When I finally broke the kiss she was panting with desire.

I let my tongue drag down the side of her neck. Her head lolled to the side, giving me more access, permission. “You think you can be rid of me that easily?”

A quick glance showed that she’d tilted her head to look at me. Guilt was back in her expression.

“You can try,” I told her, focusing back on what I was doing. I nipped her neck hard. Her little hitched cry only turned me on more. “But I’m going to bury myself so far inside you that you’re never going to get rid of me,” I promised her. “If you leave and marry some fancy corporate type it’ll be me you’re thinking of while he’s fucking you. Me you dream of at night. You will never be rid of me.”

Her breathing sped up as I sucked on the spot where her neck and shoulder met. I growled the words against her skin. “You’re mine, Marina. You can try to escape me, but I’m not letting you go.”

She wasn’t fighting me. She needed this as much as I did. If she thought I was going to let her walk away, she was a fool. I put both hands on her hips and lifted her down to the floor. She stared up at me and my dick hardened to a point where it was uncomfortable.

I unbuttoned my jeans, keeping my gaze on hers as I pulled my dick out. “Suck it.”

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