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I wasn’t ready. I could have had a thousand-year notice, and I still wouldn’t have been prepared for the way Theo’s tempo changes in a heartbeat. His hips slam into mine hard enough to force the air from my lungs in one harsh breath. He starts a rhythm that nearly drives me insane, adding a deep grind on every other thrust.

“Fuck, Theo, please.”

“What do you need, sweet girl?”

“More,” is all I can say, my head tipping back as his hips grind against mine again.

“I’m starting to think you like things a little rough, Viper,” Theo chuckles, bending forward to scrape his teeth against my throat. “I like that.”

The moment his fingers graze my clit, I curse, grinding my hips up to meet his again. It doesn’t take long before I lose control of my movements.

“Are you gonna come for me, Viper?” Theo breathes the words against my jaw, kissing his way up to my mouth. “Are you gonna come on Daddy’s cock, sweet girl?”

“Yes, fuck,” I can’t think with him surrounding me so completely. Our lips brush with each word as I babble my way toward a devastating orgasm. “Please. Yes, there, there. Oh, fuck, Theo. I’m gonna, fucking shit, I’m gonna come.”

My vision goes white as wave after wave of pleasure crashes through my body.

“So good for me,” Theo murmurs against my temple as I return to Earth. “Always so good for me.”

“I missed it. Did you come?”

Theo’s sharp bark of laughter makes me roll my eyes, but my annoyance quickly melts when he grabs my chin and pulls me into a deep kiss. “Yes, Viper. I came so hard I’m pretty sure I saw the beginning of time.”

“As long as you had fun,” I mumble, patting him on the shoulder as I roll away. He snorts, climbing off the bed to walk toward the bathroom. I watch the muscles play in his ass and thighs as he walks, smiling to myself when he turns back toward the bed with a wet cloth in hand.

Theo sits at my side, carefully moving my legs to run the cloth between them. When I hiss and flinch away from him, he scowls. “Are you hurt?”

“Just tender,” I admit. Theo nods, moving even more gently as he cleans the rest of the mess between my thighs. As soon as he’s finished, he throws the towel in the laundry basket by the closet door and shimmies into the bed next to me, but he doesn’t look ready to sleep.

“Is there a reason you’re staring at me like that?”

“Yes.”

“Care to share?” I hedge, shuffling onto my side so we’re face-to-face in the bed.

He hesitates for a moment before sighing deeply. “There’s something else I need to tell you, and you’re not gonna like it.”

TEN

BODY FARM

THEO

Charity frowns, lifting a hand to brush a stray hair off her forehead. “You have more?”

“A bit more, yeah,” I admit, fidgeting with the edge of the sheet. I’m not sure how to explain that I’ve been low-level stalking her for the last twenty years without sounding like a psychopath. Okay, maybe it was a bit more than “low-level” stalking, but that isn’t really helping with the not-a-psychopath defense.

“Can it wait?”

“Wait?”

“Yeah, until tomorrow? I’m not sure I can handle any more big revelations tonight.”

My gaze traces the tired lines around her eyes, and I take the out she’s giving me. “It can wait.”

“Good,” she sighs, shuffling forward until her head presses into my chest. “Now be a good boy and go to sleep, Theo.”

“Anything for you, Charity.” I whisper the words into her hair, but she doesn’t hear them. Within moments, her soft snores fill the air. I close my eyes, finally enjoying everything I’ve ever dreamed of.

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