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It needed to happen the way that it did.

“Well, I’m going to take my ass home and have some whiskey and go to fucking bed for a week,” Emery says, standing.

Gage shakes his hand, and then Emery comes around to hug me tight.

“When will I see you again?” he asks.

“In two weeks, when I come back to work, Boss.” I smile up at him, and for the first time in a while, true happiness glimmers in his eyes.

“Good. I’ll see you then. Thanks for having my six, whatever the fuck that means.”

I chuckle. “You’re most welcome.”

We watch Emery pull away into the night, the heat from his tailpipe making a trail of smoke behind him, lights growing dimmer as he speeds off.

Gage puts his arm around me. “Are you really alright? I know the plan didn’t go as we wanted it to.”

“It needed to end that way, Gage. You knew it. You just didn’t know how to break it to me.”

He sighs, turning me into him and wrapping around me. “Oh, my little phoenix, ever the wise little bird.”

I close my eyes, letting the feel of being in his arms soothe my damaged soul. But for once, I don’t feel demons nipping at it when the edges of darkness creep in. I wonder if this new path will be easier to navigate than I thought it would be .

“Come, let’s get you into bed,” Gage says softly, kissing my hair and leading me towards the door.

“Mmm, let’s.”

* * *

His face is buriedbetween my thighs, and my mind is muddled with pleasure. His tongue laps swirls around my clit, fingers curling brazenly against my inner walls. My back arches off the bed, and I groan. One of the cats is scratching to get in from in the hall, and I grin before his teeth graze my clit, and the world tips.

I reach down between my legs, gripping his hair tight in my hand and lifting his face to look at me. “More. I need more,” is all I manage as our eyes lock.

His pupils are blown in the low light of the lamp on my bedside table.

“Your words,” he growls, lips glistening from his efforts, and a heat already blazing in my belly turns up a notch.

“Fuck me,” I tell him. It feels foreign on my lips to be so outspoken about what I want. To demand something from him in such a manner.

But he doesn’t seem to mind.

Crawling up my body, he doesn’t drop eye contact. The head of his cock slides between my folds as he places both hands next to either side of my face, looking down at me with intensity. A look that curls around my clit, lapping at me like his tongue just was.

“I’m so proud of you,” he tells me, voice low and full of arousal.

“Wh—what?” I stammer, trying to make sense of what he could mean.

He can’t mean… Some of the excitement thrumming through me gets doused in ice water.

“You mean you’re proud of me for what happened? What I did?” My hands find his solid chest, placing a barrier that appeases my racing heart.

He shakes his head, dropping onto his forearms, cock sliding backward and reminding me just how much I want him.

“No, sweet little phoenix. I’m proud of you for emerging. For becoming stronger from the flames.

His words ripple in my head, settling something inside me, and my hands slither up his neck, finding either side of his face. “I was strong before you, Gage. But with you, I’m immortal. At least, that’s what it feels like.”

A wicked smirk plays on his lips. “Oh, you bleed just like any other mortal woman. Trust me.”

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