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“No worries,” Malcolm said. “We’ll take Rav and Jayce to pick up the car he left earlier. We’ll circle back for you.”

Everyone signed off from the earpieces as Malcolm, Emmett, Rav, and Jayce took off. Daniel, Leigh, and I sat on the grass, catching our breath, clearing our lungs of the dust. The entrance to the catacombs sat quietly, hiding in the shadows behind us.

Leigh pulled out the phone I’d loaned her and stared at it.

“What are you thinking?” I asked.

“I want to call Isaac.” She turned the phone over once, twice, three times. “But I don’t know what I’d say to him even if I did.”

“You could check if he got out of the catacombs all right.”

She sighed and made the call. After a few beats of silence, she ended it and handed the phone back to me. “No answer.”

“Are you okay?” I wrapped an arm around her filthy, dusty shoulders.

“He’s involved with kidnappers, thieves, and men who threatened to kill us, Declan.” She leaned her head on my shoulder, still shivering slightly. “I’m worried about him.”

I held Leigh closer, kissing her temple gently. “The Reynolds team can track him down if you want.”

She nodded slowly, a faraway look in her eyes. “I don’t understand why he’d do this.”

As I held her, I remembered Isaac’s frenzied look as he unwrapped the eagle statuette. Even if Leigh didn’t want us to track Isaac, he was clearly involved with Fenix. They’d targeted my friends twice now. We needed to find out if they’d come for us a third time.

I had a sinking feeling this game wasn’t over yet.

Chapter 41

Declan

Igrippedthecoolsilk sheets, hovering over Leigh, my cock buried deep inside her. Our bodies were a tangled mess of limbs and desire, moving in perfect harmony. The sensation of her nails digging into my flesh fueled the carnal need within me.

“God, I love this side of you,” I whispered into her ear. It was our third day since the chaos in the catacombs, and I’d had lots of time to get to know the new Leigh Barton.

“My god, Declan,” she panted, her voice thick with lust. “I’ve never been fucked so completely before.”

The words tumbled out of her mouth like a secret confession. The thrill of being the one who’d unlocked this hidden passion within her consumed my soul. She was no longer the people-pleasing Leigh Barton I’d first met, but a wild, untamed goddess, claiming her needs without restraint.

“Tell me what you want, Leigh,” I commanded, nipping at her neck as I continued thrusting into her.

“More, Declan. Harder!” she cried out, wrapping her legs around my waist, urging me deeper.

I obliged, plunging into her with an intensity that bordered on ferocious. Her moans grew louder, more urgent, filling my ears with the sweetest symphony. I couldn’t get enough of her—her taste, her scent, the feel of her body wrapped around mine. It was an addiction I never wanted to break free from.

“Leigh,” I growled in her ear. “I want you on your knees for me.”

“Oh, yes,” she replied breathlessly, a sexy smile playing on her lips.

I pulled out and guided her onto her hands and knees, the sight of her perfectly curved ass sending a jolt of desire through me. Without hesitation, I positioned myself behind her and drove back inside, our bodies colliding in a violent, reckless force.

“Mmm,” Leigh groaned, gripping the sheets as I continued pounding into her.

“Tell me how much you love it,” I demanded, reaching around to grasp her breast, my fingers teasing her hardened nipple.

“I love it so much,” she gasped, arching her back to meet my thrusts. “Fuck me harder!”

Her words spurred me on, my movements becoming more aggressive, more primal. I reveled in the sound of her cries, each one bringing me closer to the precipice. As if sensing my impending climax, Leigh moved her hips in time with mine, grinding against me as I sank myself deeper within her.

“Declan, I’m so close,” she whimpered, barely audible over the sound of our bodies slamming together.

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