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A groan tumbled from my lips. My stomach tightened with excitement, thrilled to be buried inside her and finally claiming this wild, sweet woman for my own. Her juices splashed us both on every withdrawal of my hips.
I couldn’t get enough. Pace escalating, I grunted, rutting into her ass as I fucked her harder, deeper, nearly tilting the desk over.
Pumping in and out, jerking her body with each rough invasion, I finally exploded.
My climax unleashed with fury as a guttural roar flew from my lips, and I kept pounding into her while my hips slapped against her ass with fervor.
“Reaper.” She breathed out my road name like a caress, and there was a tiny flash of anger that it wasn’t my real name. But I never gave that information to anyone, not even Devil. I never told anyone the truth. Some secrets had to remain buried,or when they were uncovered, they destroyed everyone around them. My real identity didn’t matter, only this moment.
Because I wasn’t fucking Henny again. It was too goddamn dangerous.
Thrusts slowing, I jerked out the last of my orgasm, spurting ropes of cum all over her ass as I withdrew. Seeing the thick, milky strands coating her skin, I began smearing them with my fingers, rubbing them in as if the claim I’d made on her needed further fortifying.
“Mine,” I growled, knowing it was the only thing I’d admit.
Certainly not that pesky, traitorous emotion called love.
She’d hate me later for this, but now, her body relaxed against the table as I turned her over, fitting between her thighs to kiss her lips one last time. She appeared sated. Happy. Because of me.
“It’s real, isn’t it?”
She didn’t specify, and I didn’t elaborate.
“As real as the breath in your lungs, sunshine.”
I let myself enjoy the minutes we pressed together, allowing the endearment to leak off my tongue with all the sincerity I felt. But this was it. The walls had to go back up.
And Henny couldn’t break them down again.
Chapter 14
Ifloated on a euphoric cloud of post-sexual bliss. Reaper’s arms wrapped around me, hugging me into his body as his breathing slowed. We hadn’t parted yet, and I didn’t want to lose his warmth. I wasn’t kidding when I said I knew he’d pull away. Things wouldn’t change overnight, but he’d come around. Today proved that. This was why I searched for him as soon as I woke up.
Maybe it was stupid to tell him that I loved him. I almost regretted it. But I knew he didn’t hear that enough, that someone cared, and that he was worthy of love.
His fingers brushed the side of my face, an expression of awe on his face as he touched me, letting himself have pleasure in something other than death, blood, or sexual release. He needed this, to know that opening up wouldn’t hurt him. I almost couldn’t believe he was allowing himself to touch me.
“Reaper, what’s your real name?”
His hand snatched back as if burned, curling into a fist. “Don’t.”
“I want to know.”
“Henny.”
“Please,” I begged, reaching for him, but the spell broke, and he pulled away from me, lifting his jeans as he placed the barriers erected between us back in place.
He closed me out. Again.
“Reaper?”
“What?”
“You’re not lost anymore.”
Instant fury dominated his features. “You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”
“I do,” I contradicted calmly. “I found you. You’re not lost.”
