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Tingling sensations erupt in the base of my dick, and I can’t hold back anymore. I grip her hips tightly and thrust upwards, slamming into her pussy as hard as I can to chase the climax between us.

“Fucking hell, yes!” With a loud roar, I empty my load inside her, my cock pumping out enough cum to fill her pussy and still have some slide back out around my cock to soak my balls.

Isla falls forward onto my chest, breathing heavily.

“I love you, Isla,” I whisper in her ear. “You have given me everything, and I can’t ever be without you. It’s fast, it’s crazy, but I know. I’m man enough to admit it, and I’m old enough to know what I want. Does that scare you?”

“Only if me loving you back scares you.”

“Not a fucking chance.”

She smiles but doesn’t say another word. She is exhausted so I roll her over and leave her to grab a sponge from the bathroom. Running it under the warm water for a few seconds, I squeeze it out and shove it back under again before repeating the action. Satisfied, I return to her and part her legs, wiping away the pools of cum from her pussy and thighs.

Her tired eyes widen in confusion as she takes this in. “What are you doing?” she asks, almost shyly.

“Taking care of my woman,” I murmur. “I will always be here for you, Isla. Always.”

“I could get used to this,” she whispers.

“Please do.”

She giggles and closes her eyes with a contented sigh as I finish up and pull the sheets over her.

“Sleep now, my love.”

“Will you?”

“With you next to me, yes, I think I will.”

Even though I slept for so many hours earlier, I nestle in next to her and hold her close, scared she will leave me in my sleep. That thought sits heavy on my chest and I stare at the ceiling, wondering if sleep will ever come again now that I have something so precious, so beautiful to protect.

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ISLA

Waking up, the sun is high, shining down from a cloudless blue sky. I smile as the sight is perfect and fits my mood. It’s freezing, and I shiver, burying further under the covers and turning my head to see Gideon flat out next to me. He is snoring softly, which is the cutest thing ever. I’m thrilled and happy with how amazing this was. I was worried I’d be too vanilla for him, but everything he asked me to do was easy. I wanted to please him, and I still do. There is no fear or concern when the person you are with understands you and wants your pleasure as much as their own. It’s been too long since I had that, and I’ve never hadthis. Gideon is a god. He has to be. There is just no other explanation becausemanjust doesn’t seem enough to describe him. He is out of this world.

Staring at him while he sleeps, just watching him for I don’t know how long before my stomach rumbles, breaking my concentration, I realise I’m being a bit creepy. Glancing at the clock, I see it’s past midday.

My eyes wander back to Gideon, but then I tear them away. Gideon is everything I need. He makes me feel secure and beautiful. I sit up and look around for my clothes, but remember they are downstairs in his office. Giggling softly, I climb out of bed and grab the neatly folded tee that I left on his dresser yesterday, fresh from the laundry. Slipping it over my head, it falls to my mid-thigh, and I feel sexy and spontaneous and not self-conscious anymore. It feels natural. I knew it was going to be special, but I never expected it to feel this perfect. No, that isn’t true. It couldn’t be anythingbutperfect. I’ve always believed that the second you truly love another person, you become honest with yourself and them, and we have both shown we can be that for each other. The things he’s told me about this Secret Society are scary, of course, but it’s better I know instead of being blindsided. I’m also aware that this has cost him a lot. He trusts me to keep this secret, and I will. I won’t let him down. It’s something I think will be impossible, and it makes me happy that I’ve found him.

Making my way downstairs for coffee to bring up for both of us, I set the kettle to boil and grab two mugs.

“Morning... or afternoon, rather,” Sophia says, coming into the kitchen.

“Hi,” I say with a big beam.

She takes in my outfit and messy hair and smiles. “I see. Aren’t you glad you took the leap of faith?”

My cheeks go hot as I lower my gaze. “Yes. I guess I should thank you for bringing me here.”

“Ah,” she murmurs. “That’s sweet, and now it’s going to make this even harder.”

Looking up as her tone has gone darker, I jump back as she pulls a gun out from the back of her pants and aims it at me.

“Sophia! What?” Turning my head, I see a man looming up behind me. I recognise him and call out. “Help!”

The loud crack of the gun being fired sounds like it comes from a vast distance away. I scream as the bullet slices through my flesh with a white-hot pain that makes my head spin. The man’s arms wrap around my waist as I go down, and everything goes black.

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