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She felt Quaide twitch the whole way through their linked hands. “What are you talking about, Rain?” she asked.
“I know things. I know lipstick…and I knowthings.I knew that wasn’t a real lipstick. I just played along because I know you all had my best interest at heart. I do that a lot, Dove.”
She sucked in a breath and expelled it slow enough to give her a minute to think on what her sister just told her. A revelation and a reality. Did Rain justacthelpless and clueless? It was possible…but Rain had also grown up a lot in the past few days.
Dove was so glad for it too.
They parted ways, with the pairs splitting into two vehicles. Quaide was extra-protective of her when they entered the hotel. She couldn’t help but note how his hand rode along his spine, hovering near the weapon she couldn’t see but knew was there.
Desire pooled low in her belly. God, she wanted him with every cell of her being. They bypassed check-in and headed straight for the elevator.
“How did you just get away with that?”
“Connections. Lark’s good at her job.” He shot her a grin that stirred her want even more.
By the time they reached a door and he tapped in a keycode to enter, Dove was so knotted up that her pussy throbbed.
Once he had her inside, he moved to flip on the light. Her breath caught. He slayed her heart. How had she ever gone weeks without him? She never wanted to be parted from him again.
Inch by slow inch he leaned over her.
And she surged onto her toes to meet him.
When their mouths connected, she pulled in a deep breath of his scent, which swirled in her head for dizzying seconds. She curled her fingers into his shirt, eyes pinched shut, trembling.
Was the last of her fear from today leaving her body? Or was it excitement?
A hoarse breath left him, and he scooped her against his body. Letting her feel every inch of his hardness while he gently probed her lips with his tongue. The instant she opened to him, he plunged inside.
She gripped his shirt front harder and hooked a hand around his nape. He swayed her against his erection, and a shudder racked her.
Tentatively, she made a swipe of the inside his mouth, gathering his masculine flavor.
“Maybe we should slow things down,” he rumbled between hot passes of his tongue.
He tried to break the kiss, but she held him tighter.
He cupped her jaw, threaded his fingers into her hair. “Baby, you’ve had a difficult day. I don’t want to add any pressure to it. I’ll take you to bed and hold you while you sleep.”
She moaned. With a sensual grind against him, she met his gaze. Their lips were a breath away. “Please, Quaide. I need you to make me forget what happened. To put me back together.”
His chest heaved. “You don’t know what you’re saying, Dove. You need cared for, not wild, hot, possibly angry sex.”
“Angry?” She tilted a brow.
He skimmed a fingertip between her breasts, raising goose bumps in his wake. “Anger directed at myself. I should have protected you better. I failed you.”
“I’m not asking you to make love to me—I’m demanding it.” She stood on tiptoe and bit his lip. A snarl left him, and without a hint of control, he gripped her ass. Kneading it, he hitched her flush against him.
She was so hot and ready. She ached for him to drill into her. Hard. Fast. Just claim her like an animal and make her forget the blood he shed for her and all the things that tore them apart before.
With her clutched tight against his body, he turned for the bed. Tongues tangled, groans were shared. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as they fell to the pristine bed.
Passion flowed. She angled her head to deepen the kiss, and he took the invitation, sucking her tongue until small squeaks erupted from her. Then he dragged his teeth across her lower lip.
“More,” she demanded.
He swooped in for another nip. The points of her nails dug into his back and she came at him with a bite on his earlobe.
