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“Get some sleep, baby,” Cyprus murmurs, rolling us until we’re both facing each other. “We both could use a couple of hours of shuteye.”

I nod and close my eyes, and hold him close because he’s right, we both need to rest. Him especially. He’d been searching the woods for hours to find me. I’m so thankful he did. There’s a lot that’s been unanswered, but hopefully, soon, I’ll be able to ask them. Just not yet.

* * *

Pleasure pools between my legs and I moan as the blissful sensations wake me. I come to realizing what has me feeling so hot. Cyprus.

Moaning his name, I arch closer, wanting more. Dying for his touch. The way he uses his tongue and fingers bring me closer and closer to the edge. Just as I start to teeter, Cyprus pulls back, lifts over me, lines himself up, and sinks deep inside me, filling me with all of him.

“Fuck, Noelle,” he groans and takes me hard and fast. His movements spur me on, and I wrap my legs around Cyprus’s waist. I move with him, keeping rhythm, wanting to feel so much more.

I don’t think I’ve ever felt something so good. Then again, I’ve only ever known evil. Having this with Cyprus is special, and I need him to know that. But how do I tell him without him freaking out?

Cyprus reaches between us, thumbs my clit, and I spiral over the edge, crying out his name while coming around him, holding on tight. A handful of strokes later, Cyprus joins me in the blissful moment, surprising me once again.

“Love you, Noelle,” he growls, his cock twitching. “God knows I fuckin’ love you, woman.”

“You love me?” Tears spring forward, and I swear there’s no way to stop them from spilling over.

Cyprus grins, braces himself up with one arm, and uses his fingers to wipe away the tears. “Yeah, Elle, I do. Told you, you’re mine. My woman. My ol’ lady. I’m never letting you go. You run, and I’ll find you, just like I did last night.”

“I love you too,” I croak out, more tears falling. “It’s why I knew deep down and hoped for it . . . you would come for me and not stop until you had me back.”

“Fuck.” Cyprus slants his mouth over mine and starts moving inside me all over again. This time slow and sweet. He takes his time sliding inside, building a fire like no other.

Time stands still, and he takes us to the brink together, the fire swallowing us whole as we come together. It’s the most beautiful feeling I’ve ever experienced, and I wish it could last forever.

Long moments later, Cyprus groans as he pulls out and rolls to his side, bringing me with him. Both of us breathing heavily, and sweat drenches our bodies.

“I think we’re going to have to change the sheets,” I blurt out causing Cyprus to chuckle.

“Don’t care.” Cyprus kisses my forehead and releases me so he can get out of bed. But he doesn’t leave me in bed, like I expect him to. Instead, he reaches for me and pulls me to him. “Let’s go get a shower. The rest of the day is gonna be slam packed with a lot of shit, and I’m trying to enjoy as much time as I can before having to go deal with it all.”

At the mention of everything he’s going to have to go deal with, I tense. “I’m sorry.”

“What do you have to be sorry for?” he asks, gripping my chin and forcing me to look up at him. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“But—”

Cyprus stops me from speaking by capturing my lips. “Not on you, baby, and I don’t want you to think that way. Now, let’s go get a shower.” He gives me this look, and it causes fluttering in my stomach. It’s the same feeling he used to give me when I was no more than a kid with a crush.

“Okay.” I breathe and let him guide me to the bathroom and the shower, which turns into him taking me once more. By the time he’s done, I can barely hold myself upright.

CHAPTER27

CYPRUS

If there’s one thing in this life that I’m sure of, it’s that no one will ever come between me and mine again. I will never allow my little sister or my woman to be hurt in any way.

This morning, I spent as much time as I could enjoying the feel of my woman. I wanted to do more, but I’ve got shit to take care of first. With everything piling up, we’ve got to get it all under control.

First up, Hector.

I intend to take great joy in making him suffer.

Last night, Viper and Mateo stayed out there with the help of a few others who joined the search and found the slimy fucker. Now, he’s strapped to a table in the Pocket. It took me only a split second to decide how to make him suffer. I’ve already sent the prospects out to get what we need. I also told Stoney, Tracker, and Viper what my plans were to which they agreed it was one hell of a way to make him pay. Stoney simply looked on, approving of my decision.

I make my way into the main room to find Horse standing with his siblings, one of them in his arms. It’s fucking hilarious some days seeing him with his brothers and sister. Stoney is standing there talking with him, one arm around Rachel, the other holding Corrine up. One day, I’ll have that with Noelle, and damn if that doesn’t make my heart ache. I want a family with her, but right now, I’m good with it being just her and me with Bride. I need some time with Noelle before the two of us start making babies. I haven’t had my fill of her just yet.

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