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Brenna panted as she absorbed the onslaught of sensations. He came at her from all angles, soaking up every whimper and mewl. She’d demanded he use her, and he was doing just that. If he had his way, she’d never be the same again after tonight.
He sure as hell wouldn’t be.
“Please,” she moaned.
“Please, what, baby?”
“I don’t know.”
He knew.
His balls were heavy and full to the point of bursting. No one got him worked up like Brenna did. He tried to stave off the orgasm, but she was too hot, her pussy too tight, and the way she responded was too addicting for him to hold off any longer.
After a few more thrusts, he snarled like a fucking rabid beast, then roared his release into her neck as the orgasm exploded through him. It stole his breath and destroyed his ability to think. Pulse after pulse of cum flooded into her pussy. The feral side of him wanted it there forever.
Marking her from the inside out for the rest of her days.
He wanted her pregnant with his baby.
A sibling for Caleb, a permanent brand on his woman.
Damn. He’d lost his mind.
“Oh my God,” she cried in a tired voice. “Lock, I’m coming again.”
“Let it happen, baby, I’ve got you,” he whispered in her ear, even as aftershocks still racked his body.
Brenna’s nails dug into his thighs like she was trying to become a part of him.
Little did she know she already was, but she’d attached herself to a much more terrifying part of him—his heart.
“Lock…” Her cry was a half shout, half sob. Once again, she lost herself in pleasure, but this time, her body undulated as though the climax came in waves of ecstasy. As devastating as her first orgasm had been, this one seemed to take everything from her.
She sagged, going completely limp in his arms. With as much care as possible, he lowered her to her stomach on the bed and then came down next to her. She made an adorably disgruntled noise as he slipped out of her.
They needed to clean up. Her especially, but him as well, though he couldn’t make himself move.
Brenna rolled until she faced him. “That was…” She shook her head. “I’ve never… like that. It was so intense it was almost scary.”
Though terrifying might be the correct word, he knew exactly what she meant.
“Thank you,” he said as an unfamiliar wave of powerful emotion washed over him. “You knew what I needed.”
“I meant everything I said. I’ll fight with you, Lock. Caleb belongs with you. We won’t let Oliver win.”
He could think now that she hauled him out of his pit of shock. Of course, they wouldn’t let Oliver win. His club was a force no one wanted to fuck with. Spec alone would destroy the man’s life before anyone stepped in Caleb’s direction.
And with Brenna at his side and in his bed, he wouldn’t have to worry about backsliding. He’d come close tonight.
Too close.
“Did I scare you?” he asked as he ran a hand over the curve of her silky hip. He couldn’t stop touching her—he didn’t want to break the physical connection. She also seemed to feel it, playing her fingers in the ridges of his abs.
“Scare me? No, of course not. I’m not afraid of you.”
He watched his hand trail up and over her hip, then back again. “No. I mean what you found in my pocket.”
“Oh.” She fell silent, mulling the question. “You didn’t scare me. I was scared for you. But also, so freakin’ proud.”
