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“Christ!” His hips jerked back and he pulled from her mouth. “Stand up.” He helped her to her feet, and then pushed off his pants and boxers, kicking them away. “Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked as he bent and yanked her thin, cotton pants to thefloor.

Now that she’d tasted him, tasted the power that lurked inside him, there was no turning back. As long as she kept her wits and didn’t allow anything between them to distract her from her plan, there was no reason to deny herself this one need. She nodded and stepped free of her pants, collapsing back onto the mattress when his lean, hard body crowded againsther.

Hovering above her, he worked her knees apart with his and took her chin in a firm grip. “Talk to me, Thalia. I need a yes or no. Is this what youwant?”

“Yes.”

“Then take off your shirt. I want to feel all of you against me.” He pulled his own shirt over his head as he watched her do the same. She cringed when she saw the brown and green swirls of bruises across her abdomen. Her arms folded over her midsection in an attempt to hidethem.

“There’s no need to hide from me, fossa.” His hands landed at her sides and he pushed her back to the mattress with the weight of his body. “I’ve seen the worst of it and you’re beautiful. All of you.” He held his heavy weight suspended above her as his hot tongue traveled the length of her neck and swirled around her earlobe. His panting breaths sent a wave of heat rolling over her skin as he whispered in her ear, “This will be hard and fast, fossa. Hold on tome.”

Thalia had no sooner wrapped her arms around him when he pushed the head of his cock through her slick entrance and thrust into her to the hilt, stretching her to the point of delicious pain. “Ahh! Yes!” she cried out and rocked into him, the force of his next punishing drive sliding her further across thebed.

“Oh, fuck yes!” One arm tunneled beneath her shoulder, his hand gripping the back of her neck as the other slid beneath her ass, anchoring her to him as he thrust deeper. “Kiss me,” he ordered, and she opened her mouth to him, his warm tongue sliding in to tangle against hers with an urgentdemand.

The air around them swirled with the scents of their combined arousal and crackled with the electric charge that pulsed between them as each of his powerful thrusts fused them closer and closer together. His desperate grunts and ragged breaths sent wave after wave of pure lust rushing through her veins as they rocked across the bed, lost in a hard frenzy of lust. Her body tensed, the walls of her pussy tightening around his cock as the first flutters of her orgasm rushed along her spine. He tore his lips from hers in a responsive growl, the tendons in his neck stretching beneath his skin as he threw his head back on another powerful thrust. “Holy hell. That feels…fuck…” He moved faster, driving harder and further. She could feel his shaft swell inside her. His fingers gripped her ass so hard she knew she would have more bruises added to her already battered body, but she didn’t care. She loved it. She loved the feel of his weight against her as he held her down and took what he needed from her over andover.

“Come with me.” The tip of his cock nudged her womb and set off an erotic charge, igniting a wildfire that burned through her body. Her hips flexed and strained against his, the sore muscles in her legs and stomach screaming as she tightened around him, her orgasm tearing through her body as she shattered into pieces beneath him. His hoarse cry filled her ears, drowning out her own. His rhythm faltered, his cock pulsing powerfully deep inside her and filling her with a rush of his hot come. Her body still shook with her release when he collapsed against her, his warm, heavy weight trapping her against the soft mattress. Only she didn’t feel trapped. She felt alive, sated, and safe for the first time since Issa’s murder.Oh, shit. I’m in so muchtrouble.

All too soon, Grant pushed up onto his elbows, taking some of that feeling away from her. His hands framed her face as he dipped his head and captured her lips with a long, languid kiss. When he pulled back to look at her, something in her chest ached when she saw the concern in hiseyes.

“Did I hurt you?” His thumbs drew tiny circles in her hair as he caressed her temples. It was a small thing, but to Thalia it was a gentleness she’d never experienced. She shook her head, not sure if her voice would betray the sudden emotion welling insideher.

“I know my timing is shit, but my brain, I…I lost it when I saw that look in your eyes. Please tell me you’re on some type of birthcontrol.”

Still catching her breath she gave him a silent nod, not quite sure what to make of her lack of concern. She’d never once had unprotected sex, but something about holding a piece of him within her felt strangely…right. “I didn’t think of it either, I….I’mclean.”

“Me, too.” Grant’s lips curled into a grin. “I’ve, uh, never gone bareback before. That was…intense.” He wiggled his hips and she could feel him hardening within her. “Feel like taking ashower?”

Her mind reeled with detailed visions of what he could do to her there, the hot water sluicing between their bodies. She pushed them away, forcing herself to focus on the conversation her body had hijacked. She needed to get up. Shaking her head, she pushed at his chest, but he didn’t budge. “I need to make that phonecall.”

Grant shook his head. “You’re not talking to anyone before you talk to me.” He pushed himself up and slowly withdrew from her body, creating an instant emptiness she was all too familiar with. He tugged her to her feet and into his arms, cupping her bare ass and pulling her against his still stiff cock. “I’ve got dinner warming in the oven. Come on. We’ll eat and chat,” he said, giving her ass a playful tap. “After weshower.”

At the mention of dinner her stomach rumbled. She ignored it and pushed from his arms then paced to the window. “You don’tunderstand.”

Grant watched her pace, her limp a little less pronounced than it had been earlier in the day. He hated the haunted look in her eyes. She was in trouble. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know it was big trouble. While he watched her sleep, he’d decided he didn’t care what kind of trouble she was in. He was going to helpher.

“I was supposed to meet someone tomorrow. If I don’t show up, which obviously I’m not going to, I need to let them know I won’t be there. Reschedule or…orsomething.”

Grant sat on the edge of the bed and crossed his arms over his chest. He’d hoped to put this conversation off until they’d had something to eat and a nice long fuck in the shower, but it didn’t appear as though it was going to happen that way. Apparently they were going to do this naked and hungry, and still horny as hell, because he wasn’t about to shut her down now that she was finally talking. “And this would be a different someone than who’s trying to killyou?”

Thalia shook her head. “No. I mean yes.” He watched as a chill shuddered up her spine. “I’m pretty sure those were Hamisi’s men at the beach, though I have no idea how they found me. The man I’m supposed to meet tomorrow will think I’ve played him if I don’t show up. For more reasons than I can say, I can’t afford for that to happen. He will kill me if I don’t at least try to set up another time to meet.” She shook her head and ran her hands over her arms. “He’ll kill me anyway,but....”

That’s what he was afraid of. In an instant he stood in front of her, his hands clamping gently around her arms. “First of all, no one is going to kill you. I won’t let that happen, but you have to talk to me. What do you have that Don Lalia would send Hamisi to kill youfor?”

He watched as familiar emotions of doubt and mistrust swirled in the expressions on her face, felt the surrender in her posture as she let out a long, heavy breath. “A thumbdrive.”

He’d prepared himself for a lie, but he could see the truth in her eyes when she spoke. “I’m guessing that’s what you are supposed to deliver tomorrow?” She nodded wordlessly and, although in his gut he already knew the answer, he needed to hear it from her. “Who are you supposed to meet tomorrow,Thalia?”

“KafeelJauhar.”

Grant closed his eyes and took a deep breath. How in the hell had she gotten mixed up with someone like Jauhar? He was literally the epitome of human waste, and the very thought of her doing any kind of business with him made the blood sizzle in his veins. Good or bad, he had to know. “You work forhim?”

Thalia pulled away from him and walked to the bed, her fingers trailing over the tangled sheets. “It’s complicated,” she said as she sank to the edge of themattress.

Grant clamped down on his need to shake some sense into her and paced to the window instead. “So un-complicate it for me. Because after losing my island, my boat and Salina, I’d like to think I’m at least helping the right side here.” He saw the shock on her face at the mention of his contact. “That’s right. Salina is dead. She was gunned down right after she took the tracking device out of your arm which, by the way, is how they found you. So tell me she didn’t die helping a shit-bag likeJauhar.”

“It’s not likethat!”

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