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“I need to change,” I said, knowing I should pull away, that we had a man to question. Instead I leaned into him more.
“You think you’re going to wear this dress, torture me through dinner with your every move, tease me with that flawless skin I want to mark up, then deprive me of my right to take it off you?” The hands that had settled on my hips spun me around so we were face to face. “I want to see you wearing nothing but those heels and then I want to feel them digging into my back while you scream my name.”
The light in my bedroom was on, and it made me want to cover up. We’d never been together with so much light. There was nowhere to hide from him. He took a few steps back, eyes roaming over me like he hadn’t had a meal in days and he was starving.
Why was I so nervous? It wasn’t like this was our first time.
He toed off his boots and whipped off his shirt, then stalked toward me and unzipped my dress, letting it pool at my feet. He slowly spun me in a circle, his hands on my hips. A low growl came from deep in his throat as he stopped me to face him again.
I blinked. Then blinked again at what met me when I faced him. There was a tattoo on the left side of his chest, a tiny heart no bigger than my thumb with the letter ‘P’ in the middle.
How’d I miss that? I’d seen him with his shirt off before. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Like he could read my mind, he answered the question I was too afraid to ask. “I wanted a way to have you close while you were gone.”
“When did you get it?” I asked, my tongue ungluing itself from the roof of my mouth.
“Six years ago,” Reaper said, apprehension all over his face. I rolled my lips together. He moved fast. I was in his arms, my legs wrapped around his waist as he carried me the short distance to the bed and placed me on my back.
We went at each other the second my back hit the mattress. Hands and mouths on every inch of skin we could find. My body sought his like a moth to a flame.
We were panting, unable to stop kissing long enough to breathe. He slid into me, pulling my legs tight around his hips as I squeezed my eyes shut, loving the tiny bite of pain that came every time he pushed in. I slid my fingers into his hair, pulling and angling his face to kiss him as I squeezed my legs around him.
Reaper pounded into me, all slow finesse gone. He angled his hips, hitting the secret spot, and I cried out, begging for more. “With me. Give me your eyes.” I opened them on his command, and his hand came up and collared my neck, giving it a soft squeeze. It was like an explosion went off, waves and waves of ecstasy rolling over me. Sparks danced behind my eyes.
When I finally came down, Reaper gathered me in his arms, pinning me under his body as we both succumbed to sleep.
Birds chirped loudly, making me whine as I tried to stuff my head under the pillows to drown them out. I rolled over to the other side of the bed where a body should have been. The sheets were cold, which meant Reaper had left a while ago.
I launched myself out of bed, snatched a shirt from my dresser, and pulled it on as I stomped down the hall.
“That fucking fuckface,” I muttered, heading into the kitchen. Coffee was required if I was going to kick the asshole’s face in. I pulled up short when I found coffee waiting for me on the island next to a steaming plate of cheesy eggs and toast.
Reaper leaned against the countertop behind the island and sipped his coffee with a smug smile on his face. I didn’t know why that enraged me more. “Hurry up. Drink your coffee and eat before you turn into a beast.”
I snarled at him and shoved toast in my mouth. It wasn’t that I became a feral beast when I woke up. I just wasn’t human until I had food and at least one cup of coffee in me.
Reaper’s shoulders shook, but he hid his smile behind his coffee mug. “We have someone who’s been waiting for us.”
“I know,” I said in between bites.
“Hurry up. I want to get this over with and move on.”
The fog cleared from my brain with food and coffee, and it hit me that he’d made me breakfast. I opened my mouth to thank him, but he waved his hand to urge me to hurry, so I shoveled in the last bit of eggs and went back to my bedroom to change. A few minutes later, I emerged, ready to get that asshole to spill his secrets.
Reaper waited in front of the closed front door, and when I went to pass him, he wrapped my ponytail around his hand and angled my face to his. “Give me that mouth.” He leaned down at the same time I went onto my toes. When we pulled away from each other, he said, “I would have done that earlier, but I didn’t want to get bitten for the wrong reasons.”
I laughed and shrugged as I followed him out of the house.
It was an easy drive from my place to the warehouse. I’d helped set up the security for that building, as well as all the other Redemption properties.
When we pulled up, I was unsurprised to find Midas, Boomerang, High, and Uncle Wolf were there, along with Paul Bunyan and Reaper’s blood brother Joker. The door led into one big room, where the man who’d crashed our date hung by a hook from the ceiling like a pig ready for slaughter.
There was a pitcher of water on a small folding table a few feet away from him. I grabbed it, throwing the entire pitcher at him when I was close enough. It shocked him, causing his body to swing. He moaned in pain as his eyes fluttered open. I smiled big, showing all my teeth the way I imagined a shark would if they could smile. “Morning.”
He spat at me. I shifted to the side, letting it land on the floor a few feet away. “That was rude,” I said, tilting my head at him.
“Everything’s on you, man. Tell us what we want to know and I’ll make sure to go easy on you.” Reaper set up at the folding table, laying out his knives.
“What’s your name?” I asked, sliding into the good cop persona.
