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That’s when I can be my normal, standoffish, independent self once more.
“Good night, beautiful.” He sets me on our bed, his movements gentler than I could ever be if our roles were reversed. “I’ll join you soon.”
“Promise?” I don’t remove my shoes myself, though I feel them leave my feet. Same as my pants. My shirt. “Soon?”
“Soon as I can.” He presses a kiss to my cheek and lingers for a beat long enough to make my heart ache in all the best ways. He’s so sweet. So caring. So perfect. “Also, while you’re awake, I just wanted to let you know we own a house.”
“Hmm?” Sleep. Restful, rejuvenating, wonderful sleep. “What?”
“Our house. The one up on the hill. You don’t have to worry about it. I just wanted to tell you.”
“Oh…” I’m already gone. Done. “‘Kay. G’night.”
“Goodnight.” He places one last, lingering kiss to my lips and sighs. “I feel better now that I told you. You want Chloe in or out of the room when I leave?”
“Leave her.” I smack my lips and drop into sleep, dreaming of white fur and demon-spawn cats who plot my demise. She was Archer’s before she was ours. And now she’ll eat my corpse the moment she gets the chance. “She’s fluffy and nice.”
“Alright.” He chuckles. “You got it, babe. Night.”
ARCHER
Four months of marriage has created a new routine for Minka and me.
On the nights between infusions, we stay up late. We work on our cases, which are often mutual: me, as the primary detective, and she, the medical examiner. When we’re not doing that, we’re getting dinner out. Or watching television. Or keeping Cato out of prison. Or flying to New York to stop Felix from making bad choices.
We’re busy people, and though we both grumble about it, I think we thrive on the chaos. Because we get to be in the storm together.
That’s where we each shine.
Together.
However, on the evenings of an infusion, it’s like the world hits pause for us. Work waits. Our friends back off. My brothers become a little less dangerously spontaneous, which means they need less intervention. Everything slows so Minka can get her meds, and I can watch over her.
While she sleeps, I work.
While she’s forced to stop and rest, I keep guard, read case notes, call Fletch or Aubs if I need to talk a case through, and then I go to bed and snuggle up to my exceptionally warm, ridiculously cuddly wife.
And always, always—unless a fresh case pulls us out of bed early—I wake up to the best reward ever.
A long groan works along my throat, electricity sizzling in my gut as consciousness beats at the back of my mind. Pleasure ripples in my veins, my body barreling toward wakefulness, but I know why I feel the way I do. I know what this is, and fuck, but I know this space between asleep and awake is where heaven exists.
“Minka…” I roll my hips, my breath already coming heavier as she sucks my cock all the way to the back of her throat. Pleasure touches the very tips of my fingers. Scoring itself in my blood. I blindly slide my hand downward beneath the covers she’s yet to toss away and find her luscious hair spilling across my hips. Her lips, wrapped around my length, and her tongue weaving magic in a way only she can achieve. “Fuck.”
“You awake yet?” She pants, too. Heating beneath the blankets and creating an inferno when she cups my balls and drags her tongue along my cock once more. “Didn’t take you more than a minute.”
“Can’t sleep through you wrapped around me.” I fist my hand in her hair and yank until her fiery eyes swing my way and her rosy cheeks, flushed with want, beckon my release closer. “I fucking love waking up to this though. Com’ere.” I pull on her hair. An irony, I know, that I’ll happily own. I’ll bruise her skin when we fuck and smack her ass when I ride her to completion. I don’t seem to mind hurting her when our blood runs hot.
But the thought of sliding a needle beneath her skin is my hard limit.
A riddle I’ll unpack another day.
But not today. Not right now.
I drag her along my body and groan when I find her naked. Completely, to her bones undressed for me. Bringing her up and latching my teeth to her bottom lip, I release her hair, only to grab her hips and guide her back down again. But this time, her pussy swallows my cock, and our shared blankets fall away to reveal her to me.
Her small, cinched waist, and her perfect tits are the exact right size as I surge up and take one between my lips. I wrap my arm around her torso to pin her close, and when she thinks she has a nice slow pace to fuck us both with, I change things up and slam her down over my cock.
Minka throws her head back in ecstasy, crying out loud enough that she might alert our freeloader to what we’re doing. But I have no desire to make her stop, so I slap my free hand over her lips instead, muffling the sounds she so desperately wants to make.
