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After a few seconds of adjusting to his girth, Jace rolls his hips into me. His cock goes in deeper, slowly stretching me even further. Inch by inch, he splits me open, impaling me on his length.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groans, giving me a bruising kiss. “And sofuckingwet for me. I’m just as worked up as you are, sweetheart. I’ve wanted you so bad since I first saw you.”

“Me too,” I admit, my manicured nails digging into his muscular back. “I’ve wanted you so bad.”

The words ignite something in him. Instead of the slow and easy pace he started with, he quickly works himself up tosomething punishing. I throw my head back, loving the way he’s making me take it.

He’s targeting my G-spot, homed in on it like he has some sort of sixth sense. It makes my brain mushy, each snap of his hips sending pleasure straight to my brain. My body quivers, waves of ecstasy making me nothing more than a pile of goop beneath him.

My pussy flutters around his length, and he makes a choked-off noise. Then, he drops his mouth to my neck. His hot breath ghosts over my skin, raising goosebumps on my arms. His lips graze against my throat. After a moment, he attaches his mouth to my pulse point and a ragged sound escapes me.

“Daddy,” I whine, not knowing why I’m talking. “Yes, Daddy. Feels good. Feels so good.”

I keep babbling, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. He seems to sense that I’m getting close, and he snakes his hand between us. Then, he starts rubbing against my clit. He uses slight pressure, drawing tight and steady circles around the bundle of nerves.

Fireworks ignite in my entire body. They start in my stomach, shooting up into my chest. Lights dance over the inside of my eyelids. All of a sudden, my orgasm slams into me, and the fireworks morph into a wildfire.

A sound I don’t recognize rips itself from deep inside me. Jace connects our lips, swallowing it down like its sweet nectar. His cock and his hand don’t stop, dragging my climax out as far as he can. And, even after it starts to wane, he keeps going.

“Jace,” I scream, my nails digging into his skin even further.

His hips stutter. His cock twitches inside me. His savage growl hits my eardrums, then a few seconds later, he starts filling me up even further.

Spurts of his hot load are fucked inside of me. I writhe beneath him, loving the feeling of being claimed completely by him. He keeps the roll of his hips up, letting my sex milk him for all that he’s worth.

When his orgasm subsides, the two of us lie there, breathing each other’s air and basking in the afterglow. I’m more satisfied than I ever thought possible. In that moment, I know that this man is my future. He’s my family. Those men that I grew up with are nothing to me. The only thing I’m grateful to them for is bringing me into this world so I could meet Jace.

“You seem tired,” Jace tells me as he pulls out.

“I am,” I sigh, missing his warmth.

“Try to stay awake for just another minute,” he says, pushing my hair away from my face before bending down to press a kiss to my nose. “I’ll be right back. I’m going to clean you up and we can get to sleep.”

“Stay,” I say, not caring about the cum leaking out of me.

Jace smiles before climbing back into bed with me. He pulls me against his chest, stroking my messy hair in a comforting gesture. It doesn’t take long for me to drift off to sleep with images of what our future is going to look like dancing in my head.

Chapter Seven

JACE

When I wake up the next morning, the warmth of Natalia’s presence beside me feels comforting. I look down at her sleeping form, a small smile pulling at my lips. She looks so peaceful, almost too innocent for everything she's been through. In this moment, it’s easy to forget the darkness that surrounds her, to remember that she’s likely half my age. Seeing her like this makes me want to protect her even more fiercely.

After a while, I tear myself away from watching her, gently easing myself out of her embrace. As I get dressed, she stirs, her sleepy eyes locking onto me. She looks so damn cute that I can’t resist walking over and pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

"Where are you going?" Her voice is thick with sleep, and it makes my heart tug.

"I have some work to handle this morning," I answer, wishing I didn’t have to leave her side. But the bastards who tried to traffic her? They won’t get away with it. This is personal, and as capable as my brother is, I don’t trust anyone else to deal with them. "Don’t worry. I’ll have one of my guys standing guard while I’m gone. You’ll be safe here."

An unreadable expression flashes across her face as I prepare to leave, but she doesn’t say anything. I want to ask her what’s going on in her head, but there’s no time for that right now. I’ve got a job to do, and the sooner I handle it, the sooner I can get back to her. So, I lean down and press a quick kiss to her lips before heading out of the room.

In the hallway, I pull out my phone and dial the man I trust most to keep an eye on things while I’m gone. He answersquickly, promising to be there in just a few minutes. I hang up as the elevator doors open and step inside.

The drive is smooth, and my driver knows the area well. He cuts through the streets with precision, pulling a few risky moves, but that’s nothing new. This is our territory. Even if we got pulled over, the cops know better than to mess with us. We get the job done faster and more efficiently than they ever could.

When I arrive at the warehouse, Red is already waiting for me, and his words hit me with a mix of sarcasm and curiosity. “There’s the fleeing son of a bitch,” he says with a grin, though there’s an edge in his tone. “That situation get a little too hairy for you?”

“You know I don’t scare easily,” I reply, scanning the room. My gaze lands on the man tied to the chair in the center of the room, blindfolded and mere inches away from a steel table filled with tools designed for… getting answers. “You leave this guy for me?”

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