Page 85 of Hunted Vengeance

“I love you, Colette.”

My eyes widen at his words. I stare at him, unsure of what to say. What to do. I stare, unable to even breathe. I open my mouth, but no sound comes out. His lips twitch into a smirk, but his eyes smolder as he looks at me.

God.

Dipping my head, I touch my mouth to his. He sucks my breath in, taking it from my body to feed his.

So. Damn. Sexy.

“I love you, Merrick. I’ve loved you since the moment I first laid eyes on you. I didn’t know what it was, but I knew it was something.”

“You were made for me, Colette. Made to be mine.”

His words come out on almost a growl, and that’s when he guides me down along his length. Releasing my grasp on him, I wrap my fingers around his shoulders as I sink fully down along his cock.

I close my eyes, my head falls backward, and I let out a sigh as my body stretches around him. His hands slide up my waist, his fingertips gliding up my ribs as new goose bumps break out all over my flesh.

I arch my back, and when my hips move just slightly, we both grunt. Then I feel one of his hands tangle in my hair again, gripping the strands tightly. The other hand, he wraps around my rib cage, his fingers digging into my flesh gently.

Slowly, my hips begin to move. I didn’t think sex in a car could be so damn erotic, but it is. My hips roll as I look into his eyes, his fingers gripping my hair tightly, his muscles flexing against my ribs.

We don’t break eye contact. I’m not sure the rest of the world even exists. I grind my clit against his pelvis on each roll. My breath hitches. “Come all over me, baby. I want to feel your pussy squeeze me.”

I don’t know how his words can be so dirty and so perfect at the same time, but they are. My hips move faster, bucking harder, and then it happens. I don’t expect it. The fall over the edge is more like a surprised tumble, but when I come, I cry out in surprise.

He grips my ribs tightly, his fingers flexing even more in my hair, and then he thrusts upward from his seat, fucking me as hard and fast as he can from his position until he roars and I feel his release fill my body.

I don’t stop moving. I can’t. My body needs to feel more. He releases his grasp on my hair and my ribs, grabbing hold of my hips before he slams me down and keeps me seated with him deep inside of me.

“Vengeance has never tasted so fucking sweet, baby.”

“Vengeance?” I ask.

He hums, releasing my hip with one of his hands before he wraps his fingers around the side of my throat. I feel his thumb glide across my bottom lip, then he gives me a curved grin.

“Vengeance,” he repeats. “Your fucking father, Ravet, they all deserved every ounce of what they got and more. But you’re my goddamn reward, Colette. You’ve always been my reward. I was just too goddamn blind to see it.”

I wrap my fingers around his wrist before I turn and touch my lips to the center of his palm. “You were my prize, Merrick. You were always my prize.”

He grips the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him so that our lips touch before he speaks. “Fuck the world, baby. It’s you and me. Always.”

“Always,” I breathe.

Always.

Fuck the whole world.

Epilogue

MERRICK

TWO MONTHS LATER

Watchingher from across the room, I wonder why I even brought her here to work. All I want to do is fuck her. Over and over. Doesn’t matter that I was inside her just hours ago in our own home.

Colette turns her head, looking over her shoulder at me, and I know she’s thinking the same thing. She wants me just as badly as I want her—always. I continue to stare at her as she files some papers. Why we have any actual paperwork in this office is beyond me, but Theron wants to have a paper copy of every single signed contract, just in case. So, we do, and Colette keeps our paperwork—and my dick—in order, if I’m being wholly truthful. I open my mouth to invite her into my office when Grayson appears in front of me.

I haven’t seen much of him lately. Things around the office have been quiet, which I fucking love, but he’s been busy keeping tabs on Nadine, and I’ve stayed out of whatever drama that situation is cooking up—until now.

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