Page 71 of Carnival Shadows

“The last deal ended with bodies melting in acid,” I say. “Miguel’s crew is still out there somewhere.”

“This isn’t like that.” His hands tighten on my hips. “It’s a simple exchange. Cash for the product and the rate are already agreed upon. The buyers are vetted.”

I bite my lip, studying the sharp angles of his face. “I’m worried about you.”

“Eden.” Remy’s voice carries that edge I’ve come to know well—the one that means he’s being deadly serious. “We’ve increased security. Phoenix has eyes on everything, Tilly’s upgraded our systems, and the whole crew is alert. Nothing’s getting past us.”

“Promise me you’ll be careful?” I slide my hands down to cup his face, feeling the stubble against my palms.

“Always am, little stalker.” He smirks, using the nickname that once made me blush but now feels like an endearment. “Besides, I’ve got something worth returning to now, don’t I?”

The tension in my shoulders eases. “Yes, you do.” I lean down to press my forehead against his. “Just... come back to me in one piece.”

I melt into Remy’s kiss, his stubble rough against my skin as his mouth claims mine. My fingers tighten in his hair while his hands slide from my hips to grip my ass, pulling me closer.

“What time do you need to meet Ty?” I gasp as his lips trail down my neck.

“Seven.” His teeth graze my pulse point. “Plenty of time to remind you who you belong to.”

He crushes his mouth against mine, his tongue plundering, demanding. My fingers tangle in his hair, his hands grasping my ass, pulling me closer. I press against the hardness of his growing erection, feeling his need for me.

Remy yanks my shirt over my head, his lips marking my throat as he kisses and bites his way down my neck. I tilt my head back, and he takes advantage, sucking a bruise just above my collarbone. A rush of heat pours through me, pooling between my thighs.

“You like when I mark you?” His low voice rumbles through me, and I squirm as he teases a hard nipple through my lace bra.

“I like everything you do to me,” I confess, breathless. His mouth curves into a satisfied smile as he pinches my nipple, making me gasp.

He pushes me back onto the bed, following me down, his knee parting my legs. He grips my right thigh and pulls it up, bending me open to him. Remy plants a hand on the mattress next to my shoulder, leaning over me, his eyes burning into mine.

“Watch me,” he commands.

His words send a shockwave of arousal through me, and I squirm beneath his intense gaze. With his free hand, he hooks his fingers into my panties, dragging them down my legs roughly.

Remy’s hand skates up my inner thigh, his fingers circling my clit. My back arches off the bed at the first touch, my eyes squeezing shut.

“See how wet you already are for me?” His voice is smug. “You’re such a slut for this, aren’t you?”

“Please,” I beg, my eyes flicking open to meet his again. “Fuck me, Remy.”

The dark glint in his eyes stokes the fire within me to an inferno as he surges forward, claiming my mouth in a kiss thatsteals my breath. At the same time, his fingers plunge inside me, curling and stroking, finding that spot that sends sparks of pleasure through my core.

His mouth leaves mine, trailing kisses along my jaw to my ear. “I’m going to take that tight asshole of yours tonight,” he whispers. “I’m gonna stretch your ass out and fuck you ’til you’re screaming my name.”

My inner walls clench at his words, and I buck my hips, chasing more friction. “Yes,” I moan. “Please, Remy.”

I moan as Remy’s fingers work inside me, his words about taking my ass sending shivers of anticipation through my body. My hips buck against his hand, desperate for more.

“Such an eager little slut,” he growls, nipping at my earlobe. “But first, I want to watch you come on my fingers.”

His thumb finds my clit, circling it in time with his thrusting fingers. I clutch at his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin as the pleasure builds. His eyes lock with mine, demanding I maintain eye contact as he pushes me closer to the edge.

“That’s it,” he encourages. “Show me how much you want my cock in that tight ass.”

The combination of his filthy words and skilled fingers sends me spiraling. As I come, my back arches off the bed, crying out his name. Remy doesn’t let up, working me through my orgasm until I’m trembling beneath him.

“Good girl,” he purrs, withdrawing his fingers. He brings them to my lips. “Clean them.”

I open my mouth obediently, tasting myself on his fingers as I suck them clean. His eyes darken with lust, and he pulls his fingers free with a wet pop.

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