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His mouth was on mine, my hands were tangled in his hair, his hands gripping my hips, my thighs with every thrust as we together shattered into bliss. I screamed out and felt his hand clamp down over my mouth and with a chuckle as he groaned with his own release.
“Not too loud, or we might find ourselves in some trouble again.”
In one swift motion, he rolled us over, still inside me, and he pulled me onto his chest as he laid on his back. I laid my head on his chest, draped over him, as his arms splayed out beside him. After a moment, those big warm arms wrapped around me, and he gently lifted me up off him and laid me back on his chest.
“That’s my girl.” He stroked my hair and kissed the top of my head.
“Thank you.” I breathed, feeling enveloped in the scent of him. Earthy, and musky, and like you’d imagine, a big muscled man would smell.
“Thankyou.” He chuckled as he traced his fingers down my back and over my side. We laid there for a while in each other’s arms, our breathing steadying.
I felt him under me, and bit my lip, looking up at him.
He smiled, a devilish grin that sent a blush through my entire being. He sat me on top of his hips, on my knees with my center draped over him, leaking out with his desire and mine, lubricated with my new desire to feel him again.
“Now I’m going to teach you how to ride my cock.” He chuckled, guiding my hands up to his chest, and then the headboard. “Here, or here. You choose.”
I squeezed my eyes shut, and my head tipped back as he lifted my hips and helped me lower myself onto him again. In this position, I felt him even deeper within me.
He gripped my hips as I shyly found my rhythm. He continued to praise me, his hands roaming over me, his eyes gleaming at me, admiring me, worshiping me as I took my pleasure on him. When I was almost there, I began to tremble, and he took my hips in my hands and drove me down onto him over and over until we could both once again find sweet release.
Mason cradled me in his arms, whispered sweet nothings into my ear, how beautiful I was, how he wouldn’t have known what to do if he’d lost me, and over and over again he split me in half, guiding me to pleasure I hadn’t known my body was capable of. I relished in every bit of it, of the fantasy come alive, of the tenderness of his embrace, how feral his eyes became right before I climaxed. I fell hard into the ocean of Mason’s eyes, and I knew that I really truly did love him, and as he gazed at me, I thought, maybe he felt the same.
Hours later, I sat once again at the edge of the bed, and he ever so gently applied an antiseptic balm to the cut on my chest. His eyes, a mixture of guilt and hunger as he looked at me, and touched me.
He took my face in his hands. “I will never let something like this happen to you again, Emma. Never.”
I gave him a soft smile. “I know.” And I knew he meant it. I knew he would protect me from ever experiencing horrors like this again. My mind drifted to the men’s phones in the room, the way they had snickered, the recordings they took. I had to get on a computer ASAP and figure out who this group was, maybe just maybe, I would have a chance of retrieving and destroying any and all evidence of the horror of what happened there.
He took my chin in his hand. “What are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking I need a computer… I need to try to scrub those videos off all those phones.”
Mason raised a brow at me. “I wouldn’t count on a high success rate for that.”
I blew out a breath. “I know, but I have to try, at least.” I hesitated for a moment. “Thank you, by the way.” Mason waited for me to continue. “Thank you for covering me, for blocking me from their view.”
“What else was I supposed to do?”
“Can I ask you something?” I eyed him. “You’re part of the black ops security team, aren't you, under Viktor… like me?”
Mason shifted, getting slightly tense.
“I looked you up. You don’t exist. Which means… well, you know what it means.”
“Em, you know I can’t tell you that.”
“No, but you could tell me if I’m wrong…”
Mason said nothing.
“What I’m working on, you, us coming here. It’s not a coincidence.”
Mason’s energy shifted, and he got up. “You need to leave this alone. You keep digging and we’re both going to end up worse than today.”
“I think it’s someone on the inside.” I continued.
Mason snapped, “Don’t you get it. If you’re right, if it is someone on the inside, you’re putting yourself in even more danger. Do you know who those men were? Do you?” I could feel myself shrinking at the tone he took.
