Page 36 of Raider Unleashed

Without giving her a break, he spread himself on top of her and started sucking on her nipples. His cock pounded with the need to be inside her, to feel her sweet, wet heat surround him. To know he owned her. At the same time, he wanted to punish her for kicking him out. Punish her for not being able to be with her, for not having this delicious heaven in his life. With a growl, he slammed his cock inside her, making her entire body shudder. She cried out, the sound muffled by his lips as he claimed her with a searing kiss. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer, driving deeper.

Piper writhed beneath him, her body responding to his every touch. Her moans rose above the sound of the rain on the roof each time he thrust into her. The pounding rhythm he set kept time with the pounding of his heart.

The intensity between them was familiar and insane. The raw desire he had for her was like nothing else and it only fueled his passion more. This was what he craved for five long years and now he was going to take it again and again.

He continued to thrust, his hips moving in a frenzied dance, his breath ragged and heavy. She clung to him, her body arching towards his, pulling his hair, digging her nails into his shoulders. A sharp sting hit his pec. She’d bit him, and the act only made him want her more. His hips thrust harder, and their bodies moved in a feverish rhythm fueled by need and anger.

And love. He’d never fallen out of love with her. The knowledge made him drive harder, deeper. Joining them in the most primal way.

This was a battle of desire and will, where they’d both win.

Raider’s eyes snagged her gaze. "Tell me you're mine," he demanded.

Eyes hazed, she clawed at his back, her nails digging into his skin, and he met her intensity with his own.

“I’m yours, Raider. I always have been.” The words tumbled from her lips, one final surrender to the raw desire that had consumed them both.

Raider’s heart thumped triumphantly, his breath ragged and heavy. He thrust into her, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony, their hearts pounding in rhythm, Piper’s gaze locked on his. With a growl, he thrust deeper, his body trembling with desire.

"Say it again," he grunted, his voice low and gritty.

"I'm yours, Raider," she whispered. “And you’re mine.”

Oh God, he’d happily be hers if he could have her like this every night. Raider plunged into her one final time, burying himself deep within her as the world around them disappeared into a whirl of sensations. Beneath him, her body convulsed, her moans filling the small cabin as she reached the pinnacle. Raider’s orgasm was imminent, A tingling building at the base of his spine, raging within him like an inferno ignited by her surrender and the intensity of their connection.

As he climaxed, his eyes never left hers, his intensity unwavering. "You're mine,” he growled, his voice low and rough. He added silentlyand you always will be.

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Piper swung her legs over the edge of the cot. Being curled up with Raider had been heaven but now it was time to move on. Time to take care of her. The sex had been as masterful as it always had been, but it was also almost her undoing. Raider owned her body. He always had and she was powerless to escape him when he was close.

To put distance between them, she got up, took the phone off the table, and then stepped outside the cabin. It would start to be light soon. They needed to move but first, she needed to make a call.

She dialed the number. “Hey,” she said when the call was answered.

“Piper?” John Chambers’ voice came down the line. “Is that you?”

“Yeah.”

“Where the hell are you? What happened? Are you in the bank? We’re not seeing any movement. You guys should be out by now.”

Piper was leery of saying too much. On one hand, John was her boss and had always had her back, but on the other hand, shehad questions. “We left a while ago. Why was there no spotter? Why didn’t you have eyes on the bank?”

“We did,” John protested. “We didn’t see anything. The guy I had watching had to back off some cops from coming into the strip mall but that was the only time he left his post.”

They’d seen the flashing lights when they were leaving. Could it really just have been bad timing? “Where’s Fielding?”

“Why? You want to talk to him? He’s back at the office.”

She took a deep breath. “John, I think he’s dirty.” There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. “They knew,” Piper continued, “Denlo and Snake knew I was ATF. Hell, they admitted, almost bragged that they had a guy on the inside. It has to be Fielding. He showed up at the warehouse bust unexpectedly, when Marta died”—her voice cracked but she hurried on—“and he showed up here. Neither of those situations warranted him being around.”

“I…don’t know, Piper. Fielding is a pretty big deal. It would be insane if he were dirty. He has access to everything.”

She ran a hand over her face. “I know but the fact that we know so little about this organization, doesn’t that scream inside man?”

“I…guess.”

“Look, John. All I’m saying is keep your eye on Fielding.”

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