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"Deep." Her eyes closed as he thrust hard, hips bouncing off her ass. "I want to feel it even when we’re done." She wanted to carry a reminder of him. Of what they'd done. Of what they were.

Needed it like air.

She wanted to ache from how well he took her. Wanted to remember it every time she sat down.

Reed's arm snaked under her belly, hefting her up from the mattress. She squealed in surprise, completely caught off guard. "What are you doing? Things were just getting good."

Reed crawled onto the mattress, depositing her in the center before shoving her head down to the blankets so she was face down, ass up.

"I figured you wouldn't mind if it got a little better." His fingers tangled in her long hair, twisting tight as the other gripped her shoulder, making it impossible to move. "Hold on tight, Princess."

She grabbed the blankets, fisting her fingers into the fabric as he started to move. Each stroke was brutal. Unforgiving. Hard and fast. The hand on her shoulder ensured there was no escaping each stab of his body into hers.

It was fucking perfect. Had her struggling to breathe in seconds, body winding tight as he filled her to the limit over and over and over again.

When his hand shifted from her hair to slide under her belly, fingers expertly finding her clit, she was gone, bucking against him as unintelligible words poured through her lips.

She’d just started to come when his hand clamped tighter on her shoulder and lifted her up from the bed, bringing her back to his front, his strong arm bracing across her collarbone as he continued driving into her. "Is this what you want, Princess? You want me to fuck you like you’re mine? Like I want to make sure no one else will ever be good enough to touch you?"

She continued babbling, unable to form anything coherent. Mostly spitting out rambling words likeyesanddon't stopand some version of his name, but it seemed to appease him.

Reed’s lips moved against her ear, his voice a deep growl. "Because that's what you are. You’re fuckingmine."

Her body clenched again. Was it possible to come while you were coming? Because that's what it felt like was happening as he continued fucking the hell out of her and strumming her clit, pinning her body to his as he took everything she was more than willing to give.

His breathing was ragged, voice raspy as his movements became sharper. More erratic. "I want to fuck you with nothing between us, Princess. I want to fill your pretty pussy until it can't hold anymore." He grunted against her skin. "And then I'm going to fill that pretty little mouth you keep promising me."

He drove deep into her, the grip at her shoulders and pussy keeping her body to his as he groaned into her hair. The size of him swelling as he jerked inside her dragged her to what felt like yet another climax on a climax.

It was too much. More than she could handle. And it sent her slumping back against him, unable to hold herself upright as her body continued to spasm.

Reed carefully eased his body from hers, the loss of him surprisingly distressing, but she didn't have enough energy or focus to complain. His touch gentled as he laid her on the mattress, peeling the covers down, working them under her body. He carefully tucked the blankets around her as she slowly blinked, suddenly hit by all the exhaustion that had been chasing her for over a week.

He leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead. "You sleep. I'm gonna go talk to Pierce. And when you wake up, we can see if your definition of often is the same as mine."

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

REED

PIERCE OPENED THE door of his apartment, balancing his daughter on one hip as he studied Reed with a wary gaze. "Should I take her to Mona?"

"As long as you don't plan on crossing the line when it comes to Courtney, we won't have any issues." He didn’t expect Pierce to welcome her with open arms, but he wouldn’t tolerate anyone, including Pierce, treating her like shit after all she’d been through.

Pierce studied him a second longer. "I take it your trip went well then?"

"I'm not sure I would say it went well, but it changed some things." Reed shook his head, ready to end this conversation before Pierce could dig any deeper. "But that's not what I'm here to talk about. You said I needed to be briefed, so that's what I'm here for."

Pierce probably intended for him to wait until tomorrow, but that wasn't the way he handled things. He liked to know what was going on and prepare. Work everything out in his mind so he was ready for what came at him. That meant Pierce was going to have to deal with him tonight.

"Fair enough." The owner of Alaskan Security stepped back, making room for him to pass. "Come in."

The space Pierce and his family shared was nice as hell. Filled with a kind of luxury he’d never chased. It was a place he’d been plenty of times, but the way it felt inside had changed since Mona moved in. It was always a comfortable place to be, but it felt more like an extension of Pierce's office before. Now there were little touches of Mona and their daughter around that made it feel like a home. Maybe not the same kind of home he grew up in, but a family space nonetheless.

Pierce motioned to a chair situated across from the sofa. "Sit down. Would you care for something to drink?"

Reed lifted one hand, waving off the offer as he sat. "I'm fine."

He shifted in his seat, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. Working at Alaskan Security had never been his favorite thing. It was simply a means to an end. Something he did to ensure his father could live the best life possible.

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