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It doesn’t matter what’s going on. I’m always willing and ready for him.
Pressing his thumb to my lips, that amber stare of his catches mine, his teeth biting down on his bottom lip before he rocks his hips again and studies my reaction.
A low whisper between us, “I say we don’t worry about it for now. I have other things in mind.”
He doesn’t bother with stripping us of all our clothes, just shifts my panties aside and frees his cock from his pants before pushing inside me, hard and fast.
My eyes close as his body moves in mine, as he drives me to a helpless state of pure submission.
This man owns me in so many ways, our connection written in the stars that were licked by flames on a night I promised to be his.
But even before that, it was our confessions in a dark room that bound us together.
A boy beaten.
A girl caged.
A queen and the beast that kneels at her feet.
No matter what happens in the weeks and months to come, there’s nothing that will ever tear us apart again.
He doesn’t say another word as he pushes both of our bodies to a rushed release, his mouth capturing mine on a searing kiss as stars burst behind my eyes.
And once we relax again into a tangled heap of arms and legs, Ezra runs the tip of his nose along my jaw, his eyes gleaming with male satisfaction.
We lay together quietly for over an hour, both of us in a sex induced haze.
When he moves to push up on an elbow and look down at me, I groan.
Ezra idly toys with a piece of my hair. “We should get going.”
“Can’t we lay like this forever?” I ask, my mind thoroughly exhausted from all the problems we’re still facing. “Just hide?”
He laughs softly at that. “If only it was that easy.”
“It can be. We don’t move. Refuse to answer the door if somebody knocks.”
His mouth is soft against my ear, his breath hot and his voice deep.
“Nobody is tearing us apart again, killer. I don’t care what happens.”
His fingers pinch my ass, and I squeak, low laughter shaking his chest. “But for now we have to get up. Priest said he can fix that dent in your car this weekend. We need to drop it off.”
Ugh. “I don’t care about the dent.”
It’s been a sticking point for Ezra, though, although I can’t understand why.
“Let me take care of my queen,” he whispers. “And then I’ll bring you back here and spend the rest of the night hiding.”
A shiver courses through me at the promise.
Reluctantly, I get out of bed and get dressed, the night air cool as we walk out to my car and climb in to take it to Priest’s shop.
Ezra is distracted the entire drive over and doesn’t say much. But he keeps my hand in his, refusing to let go.
Pulling up to Priest’s shop, I glance at the clock and notice it’s late. There are no lights on except for a few perimeter security lamps, no activity at all and the roads calm.
As we start to climb out, Ezra grabs my arm and pulls me back onto my seat. He traps my chin with his fingers and kisses me slow and soft.
