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And with that, the cabin doors are sealed, and we head back to Elysium. Another secret revealed and somehow, it feels like things are coming together. We’ll create a plan to take down The Shades. Then our girl is going to be free, and we are all going to get married and pump her full of all the babies. It’s going to be perfect. I can feel it.

Chapter 35

I crack open the window, loving the feeling of sneaking around again. I’m not that much older than the majority of the students, but the fact that I should not be climbing into my student’s window in the middle of the night sends a shot of adrenaline through my body and thrill through my veins.

I slide in, keeping my feet and movements silent. Seeing her lying on her back in bed with her blonde hair fanned around her has my dick growing behind my sweats in seconds. I watch her sleep. Watch the rise and fall of her chest as she breathes deep, her body so at rest and unaware of the predator stalking her in the night.

She should really lock her windows.

I move to the side of the bed and pull back the covers, but before I can press myself against her, her body rolls on top of mine. Her weapon is around her fingers, digging pointy ears right into my throat.

“You shouldn't sneak up on a mafia princess,” she warns in a whisper against my lips.

In response, I roll my hips, pushing my erection into her and making her gasp. I love how her weapon digs into my neck and only solidifies the nickname I gave her while she was away.

I roll my hips again as I say, “Hey there, Kitten. I missed you.” I bare my neck to her, in surrender of anything she might want to do to me.

My girl doesn’t disappoint.

She rocks into me, reaching between us and freeing my dick in an instant. My nostrils flare in response to her display of dominance; I’m painfully hard when she wraps her hand around my length and tugs.

“I need you to fuck me. Right now.” Her words are music to my ears. I switch our positions in an instant, pushing myself into her from on top. Her pink lace nighty is bunched around her abdomen; I can’t help but hope she went to sleep with nothing underneath just for me. Her tight, wet heat envelops me, and I soak in the feeling of my girl around me.

Mine.

I brace my forearms above her head, pulling all the way out just to slam home again, and she moans.

“Yes, again. Please.” Nails scratch into my back while I give her what she wants. Her back arches beautifully off the bed, and her heels dig into my ass. I love it when my girl is rough with me and marks me up.

“Fuck, Kitten, you feel so good.” Laney’s arms wrap around my neck, leaving no space between us as I pump into her with the force of a man possessed. “Rub that pretty clit for me, come with me.”

Her hand slides between us without hesitation, and I groan at her compliance. I know her—it won’t always be like this. So when she gives me the control, I’m sure as fuck going to make it good for her.

“Such a good girl, my good fucking girl.”

“Yes, yours.” Her voice is nearly breathless. We’ve hardly been going for two minutes, and I know I have her on the edge already.

I feel her clench around me over my praise. Keeping my pace, I move her hand and replace it with my own. My fingers rub hard and fast over her clit until I can’t hold on anymore. Just as the sensation begins to rush through me, I pinch her sensitive nub and she comes undone right along with me.

I don’t stop until she’s milked me for every drop, and her arms fall heavily back to the bed. She looks so fucking sated that I can’t help but smirk.

“Did you miss me too?” I ask as I fall on top of her, nudging her ear with my nose and inhaling her scent.

Fuck, it was only a few weeks, but I never want to be away from her for that long ever again. She rolls us so that we are both on our sides.

“I did, but I’m honestly a little mad at you.”

I thought this might happen. I wanted Boris to tell them the truth so that they believed me, and so that I didn’t have to see my girl's face when she found out I had been hiding who I was from her.

“I’m sorry.” I cup her cheek and force her gaze to meet mine. “I know it’s not an excuse, but I believed it was really for the best. I didn’t want you involved. I wanted you to be safe.”

She bites her lip and I rub my thumb over it as it slides between her teeth.

“Do you think you can forgive me?”

She laughs and hell, I missed the sound of her filling up a room. “I think you’ve already got your answer there, old man. I let you fuck me, didn’t I?”

“Did you just call me an old man?” My heart actually hurts a little bit over that. Just a little.I just turned thirty, what the fuck?

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