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I can feel the heat of Quinn’s anger searing into me. But if this is how it needs to be done, I’ll do it. I will do anything to take that son of a bitch out and rid the world of his toxic filth.
Alek grabs his keys and heads to the door with Mercer. “I’ll be back with your new disguise, Val. Get some rest. Tomorrow will be the end.”
A shudder quakes my chest.
One way or the other.
I’m going into the lion’s den, and it’ll be up to me whether or not Branko makes it out alive.
The door slams shut.
“I don’t like that smug motherfucker. And I don’t like that he wants to send you in there alone with nobody watching out for you.” Quinn stalks over to the window overlooking the desert. The sun shines bright in the sky, illuminating the landscape below. We’re in the literal middle of nowhere, but for some reason, I feel so exposed. Like we’ve opened up a can of poisonous worms and they’re slithering closer and closer, ready to swallow us whole unless we make the right moves to escape.
“You were jealous. But Mercer was only here to help.”
“Yeah, help you get fucked by some random guy just so you can catch that asshole’s attention.”
“He was just checking me out to make sure he wasn’t wasting his time. I think you’re being overly sensitive.”
“Bullshit. I just don’t like when guys eye fuck my wife to the point where she may get pregnant.” He turns around, his face twisted with disgust. “And he could say a million times it was only because he wanted to make sure you had the right look. But that’s a bunch of crap. Do you know what you look like?”
A smile tugs at my lips. His words grate the air and make my skin prickle.
Quinn steps closer, a glimmer of danger in his hungry gaze. “Oh, so you like hearing that.”
He reaches out and closes his hand loosely around my throat before backing me up against the window. “Did you like him watching you, knowing he wanted to fuck you? To fuckmy wife?”
I know this whole sham marriage doesn’t mean anything. But every time he calls me his wife and gets all wildly possessive and over-the-top alpha over nothing more than someone looking at me the wrong way, it makes my insides melt and my pulse rocket out of control.
And dammit, I want him so badly.
“Do you think I liked it?” I rasp.
He nods, leaning closer to hiss against my ear. “You liked his eyes on you. You liked that he wondered how many different ways there are to make you scream, didn’t you?”
“But only you know that number.” I slide my hand around to the back of his shirt and scrape my nails up the slope of his ripped back. “And you liked having it over him.”
He works the waistband of my shorts with his hands, taking his time to torment me. Heat pools between my legs, drenching the fabric against my pussy. I lean my head back against the glass as he forces the shorts and panties to my ankles. I kick them off, then shove his to the floor. His cock is swollen and thick, corded with veins pumping him full of lust and need.
“You’re mine.” His growly voice sends tingles dancing over my bare skin. “Nobody gets to look. Nobody gets to fantasize. And nobody gets to fucking touch.”
“What will happen if they do?” I breathe, drunk on the carnal desire clouding the air between us.
He leans his forehead close until it touches mine. “I’ll kill them. Anyone who dares.”
With one swift tug, he uses his good arm to rip off my t-shirt. He dips his head, encircling my nipple with his lips, capturing it with his teeth until it peaks in his mouth. Electric shocks explode in my core, a moan slipping from my lips.
His cock presses against me, my thighs quivering as they fall open for him. He grips my hip and drags the head of his cock over my pussy lips before thrusting hard inside of me. I wind a hand around his good side, digging my fingertips into his flesh as he drives deep into me. He rolls his hips, his cock throbbing between my walls. I clamp down on his dick, thrusting against him.
My breaths morph into short, sharp pants. Each push and pull grazes my clit, paralyzing my body with a deep ache that only he can relieve. His ass tenses in my grip, his cock pulsating inside of me. He fucks me with long, hard strokes, staring into my eyes like I’m the center of his world, like nothing else matters to him but driving me to the point of ecstasy and bliss, over and over until the orgasm tears through me with the voracity of a bolt of lightning and I’m weeping in his arms. Only then does he tense up, releasing a loud groan as he fills me with his hot cum.
We stand together, skin pebbled with sweat, arms and legs entwined like strands of Christmas lights that are forever knotted.
Forever…
Quinn moves his hand to the back of my hair and tugs it hard, eliciting a shocked gasp from me. “Tell me you only want my cock fucking you like that.”
“I only want you. Only your cock.” My voice is thick, my throat dry.
