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IVY
Who is this man? I don’t recognise this version of Freddie. At least when he lost his shit earlier, he looked guilty afterwards. Seeing the dead look in his eyes when he watched Callen fucking me was terrifying, yet unbelievably hot at the same time.
His hips brutally slam into me with purposeful strokes and push my clit onto Callen’s waiting tongue. My pussy clamps down on his shaft, teetering on the end of no return.
Freddie raises his hand and spanks my arse. His palm hits the curve of my cheek and echoes through the crypt. This will be the most action the spirits have seen for years. He spanks me again, even harder, making my tits jolt. I shove my arse back against him in encouragement, enjoying the sting of sharp pain, while Callen plays with my nipples.
“Just like that,” I cry. “Don’t stop.”
He has no intention of stopping. My words act as a catalyst, and he pounds into me as Callen’s tongue coaxes indescribable pleasure from me. My vision blurs, overwhelmed by the sensations. Having them at once is addictively good, making my body forget about emotions and our messy situation.
My thighs tremble as Freddie forces me over the edge with his thrusts. I come undone, and my warm gush of wetness makes him go crazy. Callen shuffles back, playing with my tits while letting Freddie rail me into oblivion. He pinches my nipples, sending an electric shock from them down to my core to intensify my orgasm.
“Yes!” I moan as Freddie fucks the waves of orgasm out of me until he’s soaked. “Fuck yes!”
“She’s dripping,” Callen groans. “But she’s not done yet.”
Freddie’s bucking hips slow, while Callen returns to eat me out like I’m his last meal. He sucks my clit, making my world spin, and a new climax grow. Just as I think I’ll never recover from the dizzying heights, another toe-curling tornado rattles through my core, and I surrender to the pleasure and come again.
Callen pulls away triumphantly as my legs are about to give way, but Freddie’s firm hands don’t let me go. He keeps fucking me and using my body in the best possible way.
“Is this the man you want me to be?” Freddie demands breathily. “The man you want to fuck?”
It’s hard to talk, but I moan in reply.
That’s all the agreement he needs. My arse throbs as he rails into me hard enough that I know I’ll be aching in the morning. Finally, he roars. A spurt of hot warmth fills me as he explodes, coating my insides.
“That’s it,” Freddie groans. “Take every drop of my cum.”
He doesn’t move right away, staying buried inside me to ensure I’m filled. When he’s satisfied, he pulls out quickly.
“That was…” Callen begins.
I can’t find the words, still suspended in a state of post-orgasm bliss.
When I turn around, Freddie’s already stashed his cock away and is pacing off in the opposite direction.
“I’m going to keep watch again,” Freddie says, not bothering to look back.
His rejection shouldn’t bother me, but it hurts. I blink back tears as I watch him go.
“Fucking incredible,” Callen finishes his earlier sentence.
I ignore him, treating him with the same coldness Freddie showed me and hurriedly put my clothes on.
“I need to get some rest,” I say with zero emotion. “It’s a big day tomorrow.”
For years, killing has been my form of therapy. My alter-ego persona has helped me avoid dealing with my emotions. Since Daisy died, I’ve been more comfortable living as an agent than as myself, but stepping into that role doesn’t feel the same anymore. How could a moody boss, three flawed guys, and multiple orgasms have changed that?
CHAPTER 42
FREDDIE
My pent-up emotions make me want to scream. Instead, I spend the next hour patrolling the cemetery grounds to ensure I know the layout. It distracts me from my confusing thoughts and reliving over and over how good it felt to be inside her again.
I should have walked out when I saw her and Callen together, but I couldn’t help myself. Fucking her tonight was the opposite of our first time at the safe house. Bitter fury ruled every one of my movements, but I found her impossible to resist. Ivy Penrose isn’t the woman I thought she was, but the truth hasn’t changed our connection. I’m still as drawn to her as the first day I met her. What kind of person does that make me?
“Boss,” Callen calls from the crypt through the darkness. “I’m here to take over the next shift.”
