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“What was that with dickhead Troy?” I ask. “I thought he was KIA.”

Liam sighs and wipes a hand down his face, his shoulders slump wearily. “So did we, but he wasn’t. He followed Tilly and the girls here but only after beating the hell out of her and Ally. Let’s just say he’ll no longer be a problem for anyone and leave it like that.”

“Good,” I say fiercely, “it couldn’t have happened to a nicer guy.”

“I’m guessing some of you had issues with him too?” Tommy enquires.

Shaking my head negatively, “No, not us. I wasn’t his type, especially after this happened,” I point at my face. “My girls and I were too loud and bolshy for him. There was a woman in the communications tent that he set his sights on; she was quiet and demure, or so he thought,” I grin at the memory. “He tried to accost her in the showers one evening and paid dearly for it. Rumour was she nearly ripped his dick off; she gripped him so tight and twisted, all the while making him walk towards the main tent so she could lay a complaint. It was awesome, but unfortunately, it was swept under the carpet. Last I heard, she’d resigned and left.

“He wasn’t a good guy, but he somehow had a great relationship with the men; he didn’t let them see what he was like. Although I have a feeling some saw through his bullshit. I’m glad he’s gone. I don’t need to know the nitty-gritty bits. I’m happy with what you’ve told me.”

“Yep, she’s the one,” Colm nods at Liam. Standing up, he leans over and kisses my forehead. “Welcome to the family, lass. Night all.” And with that, he walks out the door and into the night.

“Where’s he going?” I ask a little concerned that he was out there in the dark by himself.

Tommy and Lana grin as they also stand up to leave. Tommy says, “He has a cottage at the back of the house; we’ll make sure he gets there all right. Night, you two.”

“Night,” Liam and I echo back.

“Well,mo bhanríon, it’s just me and you now. What do you want to do?”

“I want you to take me to your home and fuck me, Liam. That’s what I want.”

Liam grins wide, “Never let it be said that an O’Shea man doesn’t give his lady what she wants. Let’s go,mo bhanríon.”

Taking my hand, he pulls me up from my chair and hustles me out of the house toward a well-lit path at the back of the house that leads past a house where I can see Adam and Tilly in the lounge sitting cuddled on the couch. Adam looks up as we rush past and flashes us a dirty grin, which I completely forget about as soon as I’m hoisted over Liam’s shoulder, making me squeal in surprise and then laugh as he stomps up some stairs and into his house, where he continues walking until we are in what I can only assume is his bedroom. Then I know it is as I go flying off his shoulder and onto a bed that’s as soft as a cloud. Laughing as he attacks my boots and pulls them off, followed in short order by my jeans and then my shirt, until I’m completely naked in front of him and he’s watching me like he’s deciding where he’s going to start.

“Strip,” I tell him. “Show me what I’ve been thinking about since I met you.”

CHAPTER 6

LIAM

My gaze roamed over Sera’s dips and curves; I was spoilt for choice and didn’t know where to lavish my attention first. The scars that were spread over her body weren’t lost on me. I recognised both knife and bullet wounds. She’d lived a hard life, and it made me feel better about the scars that covered me where I’d not had ink cover them.

Her order to strip pulls me from my thoughts. “Strip,” Sera orders. “Show me what I’ve been thinking about since I met you.”

A grin spreads over my lips at her demand. There is nothing sexier than a woman who knows what she wants. I toe off my boots and pull my shirt over my head, chucking it towards the washing basket in the corner of the room. I tell her, “With pleasure,mo bhanríon.”

Our gazes don’t leave each other as I reach for the button on my jeans, only to have Sera’s hands brush mine away as she sits up and reaches towards me to undo it. Her eyes lower from mine as she slowly pushes my jeans and boxers down and off my hips. My cock, free of its confines, slaps up against my belly. Holding back a groan as she runs a fingertip down the length before gripping me tightly in her fist, “Oh wow,” she mutters, tilting her head back slightly to look up at me, face gently flushed, “I figured you’d be big because you’re not a small guy. But holyfuck, Liam, how does this fit in your pants? I mean, do you tuck it away or something?”

Humour during sex was so not what I was expecting as I burst into laughter. “Babe, it’s not that big, and it fits just fine in my jeans,” I chuckle.

“I beg to differ,” she teases, then leans forward and wraps her tongue around the head of my cock, and all thought of humour leaves me. I’m hard-pressed not to thrust forward, but it’s our first time, and I want to worship her first.

Cupping her cheeks, I gently push her head back and off my cock with a pained groan, “Not yet, we have all night, and I want this to last. Besides, I’ve been waiting all day for you, wondering how you’d taste and what you’d sound like as you come. Now that I have you in my bed, it’s time for me to find out.”

Pushing Sera gently back until she’s lying flat on her back, legs splayed out, breasts gently heaving, nipples peaked and hard. I don’t waste time getting my mouth on them, sucking each turgid peak into my mouth one at a time, swirling my tongue around their hardness before letting them go with a pop.

Sera sighs, arching her neck and lifting her torso to give me better access. Blowing gently on her nipples, I watch with satisfaction as they tighten under my gaze before putting my mouth back to her breasts and starting my assault again, lavishing my attention on them until she’s squirming and pulling at my hair. Only then do I release them, sucking, licking, and kissing my way up her neck, which she arches to the side as I kiss my way up her throat to the start of her scar and follow along it, leaving a trail of soft kisses up and then back down to the corner of her mouth.

Slumberous brown eyes meet mine, hazy with desire, then they close as our mouths find each other in a deep kiss. Sera wrapsher legs around me, trapping me between her thighs and pulling me close so that my cock is nudging at her opening. It takes everything in me not to thrust forward and bury myself in her. Removing my lips from hers, she grumbles her displeasure, her eyes popping open to glare at me.

Chuckling slightly at the look she’s levelling at me, I press my face into her neck, inhaling a deep breath of her unique scent. When I’ve got myself into some semblance of control, I lift my head to ask, “I’m sorry,mo chroí,before we go any further, I need to know if we need to use birth control?”

“Oh,” her eyes widen as if the thought hadn’t crossed her mind, and now I am cursing myself. I’d love nothing more than to see Sera grow big with my baby, but I knew I had to be sensible for both of us. We were new, and while I was ready, I wasn’t sure where her head was. This was a first for me; I’d never once in my life not used a condom.

“I’m on the shot,” she assures me before continuing, “and I’m clean; we get checked regularly in the Army. As long as you’re clean, then we don’t need anything.”

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