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The hunger was centered in her and getting stronger. “Yes. It’s okay,” she pleaded with him, her voice breaking. “It’s okay. Please, Davis.”

He pressed into her, the length of his body so hard, delineated muscle over velvet skin, then bent his head and ravished her mouth with passion and heat, overwhelming her senses. His hands brushed away the gossamer cloth caught between them, his breathing raw and labored as he touched her nakedness beneath the garment.

His hands ran over her, up her ribcage, over the heavy swell of her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over her stiff nipples. Her breath was barely there—she had never known this fever of need, the raw, urgent hunger, and she arched her back and gave herself up to the frenzied sensations, knowing that Davis wouldn’t let her fall.

She could feel his gaze on her, absorbed in the sight of her naked body. Her nipples ached, thrust toward him in an invitation to take her, take everything. She moaned softly and sifted her hands through his wet hair, twisted the too-long strands around her fingers.

In a quick, driving move, he clamped his mouth over her, and she arched her back in ecstasy as he flicked the rigid tip with his tongue and sucked her hard and deep. With his hand, he squeezed and kneaded her other breast, traced uncontrolled circles around her areola with his thumb before lightly pinching and rolling the firm, aroused nipple between his fingers. She gave a helpless, impatient whimper.

She slipped her hand into the waistband of his towel and pulled, releasing the terry as it dropped to the floor.

“Kai, I want to fuck you so hard, so deep, all you’ll remember is me,” he panted, pressing his erection against her, the silky head moved over her belly. She reached down and caressed him, her thumb rubbing across his velvet head. He thrust into her hand with a short, hard cry. She caught his mouth, laying claim to him just as his whispered words shackled her with surrender. She took him, wanted all of him, wanting to take him into every part of her with a desperation that made her almost frantic. Somewhere in the recesses of what was left of her mind, she knew this need to take every last bit of him now, while she could, before anything could happen and she lost him, was a form of desperation. They were terrible thoughts, but nothing in the world was ever guaranteed.

There was another part, buried even deeper inside her, but becoming incessantly harder to ignore. Fear and realization. Fear that she was going to lose herself, and realization that it was because she was falling in love with him.

Madness.

CHAPTER NINE

“Come here,” he said roughly, and pulled her up against him, sliding his arms around her. “Come on,”

“Anywhere, everywhere,” she whispered.

“Ah, God, Kai.” His voice was as low as hers, his face contorting with raw emotion. “I’ve dreamed of this a thousand times.” She tightened her arms and a shudder coursed through him. She had, too. Why had she waited so long? She closed her eyes. Right, her fears. They threatened to tear her apart, and she knew that she would have to deal with them or lose what was happening here. Something so beautiful and real, she didn’t have words to describe it. She would rather die than hurt this wonderful, beautiful man. “Kai,” he whispered hoarsely. “I love you.”

His features were so soft with tenderness, something dark and intense in his eyes, something so tormented that made her throat ache and her chest fill up. He wasn’t saying this lightly, generating so much emotion jamming up in her chest, her vision blurring. His gaze locked on her, he said, his voice low and ragged, “You don’t need to say a word in response.” He roughly buried his face against her neck, his chest heaving, his voice cracking and nearly inaudible. “It’s enough that you know.”

Locking her jaw to contain the hard ache in her throat, Kai grasped the back of his head, molding herself against him, her breasts pressed to his hot, hard chest, reveling in the feel of him.

Hauling in a deep, ragged breath, his face still buried in her neck, he continued. “When I thought I was going to die today, I regretted not telling you,” he whispered roughly, holding her as if he couldn’t let her go. “I regret not pushing harder, but I’m not going to back down from what I said. I mean it, Kai. Every word.”

Tears burning her eyes, Kai clasped his head even tighter. “You are so absolutely amazing, Davis,” she murmured unevenly. “Truly one of a kind precious.” Unable to check her tears, Kai tightened her hold and made a low urgent sound, a crazy kind of fear claiming her.

It was as if Davis sensed that fear, and with a hoarse sound, he shifted and found her mouth, his savage kiss tasting of tears and pain, and fear-driven desperation. And for Kai, there was a taste of surrender, like the confession had released him to her, open and vulnerable. She hadn’t realized how much she needed that raw, consuming surrender. She wanted it all.

A low sob slipped from her, and he dragged his hand up her back, molding them together in a crushing hold, his other hand immobilizing her head as his mouth turned hot, hungry, and ravaging. Locking her arms around him, she yielded everything—her mouth, her body, her strength, and a tentative heart—driven by a need that burned through to her very soul. Suddenly, everything was out of control.

Widening his stance, Davis dragged her up into the cradle of his thighs, the hard ridge of his flesh meshing with her softness, and suddenly Kai couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, from the thick pulsing urgency swelling inside her. Davis groaned and dragged his mouth away, his breathing guttural and heavy as he lifted her hips against his, a violent shudder coursing through him. His merciless hold fused them almost as one. Groaning, he gripped her around the hips locking her to him, the feel of his full, thick erection rocking her senses into a mindless need, and she dragged her hands up his naked back, her fingers digging into his flexing muscles as she twisted her body against his.

His embrace was vice-like, and Kai was so aware of the heat and hardness of his body, aware that he was carrying her toward the bed.

Awash with a whole storm of emotions, she uttered a broken cry as he braced one knee on the mattress, steadying their combined weight as he carried her down onto the bed, her legs still locked around him. Kai sobbed out her response as he collapsed on top of her, his weight settling heavily in the cradle of her thighs.

Then he broke free of her legs, his mouth trailing fire from her neck to her breasts as he ravaged her nipples with his lips, teeth, and tongue. Before she could recover, he pushed her legs wide apart, and his dark head dipped down. The feel of his hot, damp mouth on her pulsing, aching core elicited a moan as he relentlessly licked her in hot, searing strokes. The pleasure was sharp and riveting and stole her breath. A low throbbing started in her belly, then spiraled down to her sex, and she grabbed handfuls of his hair.

His wicked tongue working its seductive magic was the most erotic sensation she’d ever experienced. With a cry, she arched sinuously against his mouth as she came in a burning wave that shook her entire body.

Without giving her a chance to fully recover from her release, he moved up over her, the slide of his gloriously hard body against hers, accelerating her pulse. She reached down to touch him, and when her fingers fluttered over the broad, velvet head of his shaft, he sucked in a hard, groaning breath. Grasping both of her wrists, he pulled her arms up and pinned them above her head, giving him utter control over her.

He settled more fully on top of her, his thighs forcing hers further apart, and then he was pressing his erection intimately against her, nudging his way in, stretching her, setting her body on fire. She caught a glimpse of his dark, fierce expression before he crushed his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply, passionately.

With a hoarse groan, he slid one arm under her hips and jerked her up, his arms clenching around her as he entered her with one savage thrust. Their moans mingled, and once he began to move, there was no stopping him. His thrusts were deep, heavy, and unrelenting penetrations that possessed and claimed her in an inherently primitive way. His hand slipped down her body to her aching sex. His thumb against her pulsating core, the duel, erotic stimulation causing her to cry out and rock frantically against his pistoning hips.

“Kai, so beautiful, so very beautiful,” he rasped.

Kai cried out and arched against him, an incoherent frenzy claiming her. His fingers tangling in her hair, Davis held her head as he covered her mouth in a punishing kiss that blasted through all her emotional defenses, that stripped away reality. Drinking in the sounds that were driven from her, he thrust into her again, a fragmented groan shuddering from him. Dragging his mouth away from hers, he buried his face against the curve of her neck, his hot, damp, panting breaths rushing against the side of her throat, along with the arousing scape of his unshaven jaw. A hard, wild urgency claimed him, incinerating the last of his restraint. And then there was no holding back. The war between them was over, unleashing a storm like no other. Raw and violent. Engulfing. Without a trace of gentleness, they achieved what she knew was always an aching, exciting, devastating inevitability. All-consuming ecstasy.

Fernanda “Freddy” Delgado listened to the voice on the other end of her burner phone, fury building with each word.

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