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Callused fingers brushed across my nipple, making me tremble. He broke away, staring into my eyes, then looked down. He liked the way my body reacted, brushing his thumb over the sensitive skin once more before he lowered his head. Warmth closed around the peak. My fingers were in his blond hair, combing through the sodden strands.

He needed this.

I needed this.

It was the one thing I could do.

With a low moan, he bent, slid his hands under my thighs, and lifted me.

“I want to feel you, Wildcat. I want to…remember how it was with the three of us.”

You want us both?

Those words filled me as he eased down onto the bed. Those hard lips were soft against my skin, kissing down my breasts, then over my ribs and my stomach before he lingered at the top of my slit.

“Open your legs for me, baby.”

I did as he wanted. Cold air moved in. But I didn’t have time to shiver as he pushed his tongue into my warmth.

“Oh, fuck.” I lifted my head, watching beads of water fall from his hair to hit the bed underneath me. “Yes.” My hips moved as he sucked my clit. Those strong fingers that were so at home around a trigger now slid down my lips and opened me wide. “Harder, Carven.”

With a guttural sound, he moved lower, sucking and probing as he stroked along my lips, running all the way to my clit. I jutted forward, my hand moving to the back of his head.

“More,” I panted. “Christ, I’m going to come.”

My body bloomed, pulsing slowly as he sucked, then pushed those fingers inside. I unleashed a moan, my head tilting backwards. “If you don’t fuck me right now, I think I’ll die.”

He moved faster. Making me jerk my eyes open as he pushed me against the bed and rose upwards, settling between my thighs. “Well, we can’t have that. Can we, Vivienne?”

He only used my name when I forced him.

But he used it now.

His tongue snaked out, licking the remnants of my desire as his cock thrust between my legs. I wanted to take my time. Wanted him in my mouth. But we were too far gone for that. I fisted the half-torn-away sheet, bracing myself as he thrust deep.

“My fucking Wildcat,” he grunted, driving his cock inside all the way to the hilt.

I writhed underneath him. Opening wider, aching for one more precious inch. I wanted his cock to stretch me, wanted him to fill me until it was all I could feel.

“Fuck. Me,” I growled.

He lifted his hand. Those strong fingers grasped my throat. Fingers I’d seen drive a blade through a man’s belly last night. Fingers I’d seen gouge and puncture…and squeeze.

“Tighter,” I whispered, holding his gaze.

Danger flickered in those eyes. His jaw flexed as the muscles on his arms corded. I reached up, closing my grasp around his forearm. “Now fuck me like you want me.”

His hips slammed home, tearing a whimper free.

Air forced out with every savage thrust as he drove home again…and again…and again.

This was the Carven I needed.

This was the man who’d found his way to me.

“Th-a-a-t’s my k-killer,” I whispered as he fucked like his life depended on it. “This is wh-ere you b-e-long. R-right h-here.”

A dangerous sound coiled in the back of his throat and slithered between his lips. “You. Belong. To. Us.”

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