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I immediately straighten up and look at her, resting my elbows on my knees and leaning in. She shoots me a look, then focuses on Cove, whose expression isn’t too different from mine.

“What? When did this happen?”

“A few hours ago. The cops were able to tie him to Jackson’s murder. There were some compromising messages between the two, and from what I was able to find out, one of the Vipers sold out Wyatt.’’

My mouth parts. “Wait, so they snitched on him?’’

Eva nods, eyes on me. “Yeah. So, where is he?”

I turn to look at Cove. Arlo wouldn’t have killed him, and Cove definitely didn’t. Last I saw him, he was tied in the basement of the warehouse, though he’s probably somewhere else now. Cove flickers his eyes to me.

“Somewhere they won’t find him.’’

“Is he alive and well?” I ask.

“Alive? Yes. Well? Define well.’’

My brows narrow. “As in, no injuries that could kill him.’’

“Oh, yes, then he’s well,’’ he shrugs.

My attention goes back to Eva. “What about the other members of the gang? We took out some, but there’s more than half left.’’

“By now, most have heard that Wyatt’s wanted by the police. Some likely fled the city out of fear of being connected with Wyatt. Others will probably run soon.’’

“Cove, can you find them?”

Cove thinks for a moment. “I won’t be able to get all of them, but at least twenty? Yeah. Why?”

A wide grin spreads on my face.

“How about a game of Kortlek?”

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

Cove starts leaving a trail of wet, open-mouthed kisses all over my collarbone. His teeth nibble on the flesh, leaving their mark. My head tilts back, and my nipples perk up as soon as his fingers touch them. He rolls them between his fingers, tugging on them.

I’m pushed on the bed, and he crawls on top of me. He doesn’t stop kissing, touching, and gripping my body, everywhere his hands can reach. By now, I’m covered in his marks, head to toe, completely belonging to him.

A sense of pride and happiness swells in my chest, my moans filling his bedroom. Everything here smells just like him, and it sends my mind into a frenzy. Being completely surrounded by his divine scent is enough to make me drenched.

He darts his tongue over my throat, then sucks on it harshly. My eyes flutter closed, mouth parting a little. Goosebumps appear all over my body, aching for his touch, desperate to feel more of him.

He pulls back slightly, panting. He looks at me, completely naked in front of him while he’s fully clothed. I’m not sure why, but this makes the entire situation so much more erotic. Being bare in front of him, exposed to the fullest, yet knowing that he won’t take advantage of the vulnerability, makes me feel so much more confident.

“My pretty girl,’’ Cove’s voice lowers to a mere whisper, eyes raking all over me. “So fucking pretty. And all mine.’’

“All yours,’’ I confirm, and immediately, his lips are back on mine.

He grips the back of my head, my hair tangled with his fingers. My mouth parts immediately, allowing his tongue to taste me. My heart starts beating rapidly in my chest when his free hand moves down between my legs, pushing them apart and slowly rubbing my clit.

I arch my body into his touch, and he chuckles into the kiss. He bites my bottom lip, dragging it between his teeth before releasing and slightly making distance between us. His hand comes to play with my breasts, his eyes fixated on my aching nipples.

In a quick, swift motion, Cove flips us over. A small gasp comes from me as I straddle his lap, with him lying on the bed beneath me. A cocky, almost arrogant smirk quirks up on the corner of his lips. Gently, his thumbs move in circles on my hip bone, just holding me there for a moment.

“Come here,’’ he orders.

I raise a brow. “Where?”

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