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Yeah, yeah, of course they did. I didn’t understand anything they were saying. Layering, overvaluing—they might as well have been speaking in a foreign language.
Cian walked over and glanced down at the picture of the black box with the hair in it. I handed it to him, and he raised his eyebrows.
“Should I be worried about this?” I nodded towards the picture. “It’s very Norman Bates of him.” A chill went down my spine, and I shook my head. Maybe I was just being paranoid. It was still creepy though.
Cian was quiet as he studied the photo, his eyes narrowed to the bottom right-hand corner. “What’s this, Nova?” He held the photo in front of my face and pointed to part of the angel pendant.
“Oh, the photo cut off. It was a silver necklace with an angel pendant. Why?”
Cian shook his head. “It’s familiar, but I can’t place it.” He put the photo down and went back to leaning against the counter.
“You need to wear the onyx camera necklace more. We need to see who Ryzen’s with, where he’s going and what he’s talking about. So wear it. Got it?” Delove gave me a pointed look and I nodded. “Now, we need you to place this in his office. There is a wireless camera and microphone embedded in it. Put it facing his desk, but where he won’t see it.” Delove handed me a little black object the size of a button.
“How am I supposed to put this in his office without him seeing?” I scrunched up my nose. Did they think I was Houdini or something? I stuffed it into my pocket and placed my head in my hands.
“You’ll figure it out.” Dobbs shrugged and I desperately wanted to wipe that smug smile off his face. “Just put it in there and click the small button to activate it. We’ll take care of the rest.”
Delove collected the photos and piled them back into his briefcase. “We’ll be in touch. In the meantime, wear the necklace, get closer to him, Nova. The sooner you find what we need, the sooner this will all be over.” He offered a small smile, and they headed out the back door.
Cian locked the door behind them, and I stood, scrunching up my nose at what was to come. Was he going to yell? Tell me how foolish I was for drugging Ryzen? We stared at each other, not saying anything. The silence was deafening, and I threw my hands in the air. “I’m sorry.”
He quirked his eyebrow. “For?”
“Well, you know. The pictures of Ryzen. Nothing happened.” I was rambling, and heat raced up my neck. It wasn’t like any rules had been broken between us. So why did I feel so guilty?
“Nova.” He stalked over to me, pushing my hair behind my ear. “I thought we were going to trust each other more?” He wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and tugged my head back. “I trust you. I fucking hate that I can’t be there to protect you from him. That he thinks he can touch you. I want to rip him limb from fucking limb, and the only thing that’s stopping me is you.” He growled and crushed his lips against mine. I let myself get lost in his kiss. Everything else drifted away. Ryzen, the FBI, the threat of prison if I didn’t get what they wanted. It all vanished when he touched me, and I never wanted the moment to end. He kissed me until I had no air left in my lungs. I pulled back, gasping.
“I… you didn’t call. I haven’t heard from you.” I exhaled.
“I was giving you what I thought you needed. Time to adjust. It was foolish of me. It won’t happen again.” He trailed his thumb over my bottom lip and down my chin. “I’ve been yards away from you at any given moment. We’re all taking shifts to ensure your safety. I don’t trust the FBI to take care of you, so you can fucking bet that I’m going to.”
The fierceness in his voice sent goosebumps up my arms, and my face warmed. God, he was intense. Heat rolled off his body in waves, taking all the air out of the room. “I didn’t realize you were around. I thought maybe… I don’t know.” I shrugged, feeling like an idiot.
“What part of ‘you’re mine’ don’t you understand?” His eyes darkened. “Do you think I’m going to let you go now that I have you?”
I shook my head from side to side. He was serious, that was abundantly clear. And I didn’t want him to ever let me go. Our tongues tangled together, and he held me tight against him. There was a neediness inside of me, this craving for him that I couldn’t shake no matter how hard I tried. “I need you,” I whispered against his lips.
“I’m all yours,” he growled against my lips.
Damn straight you are.
Our hands were everywhere, ripping off clothes, lips brushing against flesh, nails dragging against skin. I pushed him down on the couch and straddled him, positioning his cock at my entrance.
“Take what’s yours, my beautiful star.” His jaw clenched as I lowered myself until I was filled up with him. A gasp escaped my lips, and I threw my head back at the sensation of him. My whole body was on fire, and it only wanted one thing. Only craved one thing.
Cian fucking Blackwood.
His hands grazed across my stomach and up to my nipples, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger. “I’m all yours.” He thrust his hips up and I screamed, my nails digging into his shoulders as our skin slapped against each other. “And you’re mine.”
“Yes,” I panted and moved my hips faster. “All yours.” I didn’t know how we had gone from speaking with the FBI to fucking in a matter of minutes, but that was how it always seemed to be between us. Unpredictable. Ravenous. Pure lust-filled passion. This need I had to give every part of myself to him came over me every single time, and I didn’t want it to ever go away.
I tugged his head back, licking up his neck as his hands gripped my ass, slamming me down on top of him until we were in a frenzy of sweat and guttural moans. I worked my hips in a circle and then down, a whimper coming from my mouth as I came completely unraveled. My orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks, and without warning I cried out and arched my back, Cian licking up and in between my breasts before grunting out his own release.
My chest heaved and I collapsed on top of him. I would never get tired of this. Of him. He lifted my face and cupped my jaw, placing small kisses around my lips and nose. I chuckled and rested my forehead against his.
“Promise me you’ll be more careful,” he murmured.
“I’ll try.” I squealed as he slapped my ass, then gripped the flesh.
