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“That was incredible. Really fu-freaking incredible.”

“So you do learn,” he said, chuckling. A hand brushed the hair away from her face, and she smiled at the tenderness in the gesture. “Are you feeling okay, sunshine?”

“You just fucked me harder than I’ve ever been fucked and gave me several of the best orgasms of my life. I am so far beyond okay.” Running her hand over his glistening chest she nipped at his perfection. “Can we do it again?”

His chest rumbled with laughter. “Sure. Give me a couple minutes.”

Lainey raised herself up to stare down at him. “A couple minutes?”

“Mmhmm.” He reached up to toy with her hair, and she tried to ignore the persistent fluttering of her heart. “One of the benefits of superhuman healing powers. I can literally go all night long, sunshine. Keep that in mind the next time you want to be a defiant little brat.”

The high his lovemaking had given her came crashing down. “What did you say?”

Grinning, he gave her hair a little tug. “About you being a defiant little brat?”

She shook her head. “No, before that. About healing powers.”

“What about it?”

Infuriating man. “You’re a Variant?”

He cocked an eyebrow and smirked. “You’re just now figuring it out?” She started to rise, but he rolled and pinned her beneath him. “Nope, you don’t get to run from this, sunshine. Guess it’s time to have that talk about the weather.”

CHAPTER 6

Donovan

Lainey bucked away from his words, but Donovan held her in place beneath him. It was ridiculously easy, given his strength, but the feel of her soft body pressing against his shook his resolve. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself in her hot little pussy again. But he had to make her see the truth, had to help her understand who and what she really was. Keeping her safe was entirely dependent on her accepting she was a Variant, and that there were people in the world who wanted to harm her. Until she believed that, she’d continue fighting him at every turn.

She glared up at him, but the impact was dulled by the shimmer of tears in her gorgeous eyes. “I’m not a freak,” she whispered.

It might have stung, if he hadn’t heard the fear beneath the words. “Of course not, baby. I never said anything of the sort. For the record, I’m not a freak either.”

“I can’t be… can’t be…” She closed her eyes and whimpered, and the sound made him want to hide her away, so she didn’t have to be scared ever again. But he pushed aside the desire toprotect her from the truth. Shielding her from this would only put her in more danger down the road.

“A Variant. And yes, you can be. You are. Have you really never noticed how the weather changes with your moods?”

She opened her eyes and her lower lip stuck out in an adorable little pout. “I don’t have moods. At least, I didn’t before you kidnapped me.”

He grinned and nipped at her lip, eliciting a high little shriek from her. “I believe the term is rescued, sunshine. And everyone has moods.”

“Whatever. I still think you’re full of shit. I’m not a Variant, and I don’t control the weather.”

The wind picked up again with a sharp howl, perfectly in tune with her sudden spurt of temper. Inspiration struck and Donovan sat back on his knees. His cock immediately hardened at what he had in mind and she raised an eyebrow at him when she spotted his erection.

“If you think you’re going to fuck me again, you’re sadly mistaken.” The prim words were at odds with her naked body, still flushed with pleasure and her sexy, rumpled hair.

“Sit up. On your knees.”

“What?” Her upper lip curled in an impressive snarl. “No.”

“On your knees, sunshine. Now.”

As he’d expected, her pupils dilated, and her breath hitched. “Fine,” she snapped, pushing herself up. She knelt facing him, her arms crossed over her impressive breasts. “Happy now?”

“Face the window.”

She rolled her eyes, but shifted so she faced the window with her back to him. “I’m really not in the mood for this, you big bully.”

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