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I drive in and out of her pussy as my balls draw tight then drop my mouth to the space between her neck and shoulder. My teeth clamp into her silky flesh at the same time her nails dig deep into my back, the pain snapping through us and yanking the releases from our bodies. It slams into me, pulverizing me into a million pieces. It steals my breath and my vision, leaving me with nothing but the feel of being surrounded by her. My cock jerks deep within her as my cum paints the walls of her insides, the heat of her release washing over my length as she clamps around me one last time.

My hungry little Hummingbird refuses to disengage until she’s milked me for every drop that remains inside.

I open my mouth, unleashing her neck from my hold. Little beads of red swell to the surface, and I lean down to lick them away before brushing my lips over the beautiful broken skin.

“Anyone can see that for what it is,” I murmur, lifting my hand so I can brush my fingers around the mark.

Bailee snorts. “What, that I’ve had a beast chewing on my neck?”

I glide my hand from the mark to cup her around her neck, using my hold to lift her chin so she’s peering up at me. “No. They’ll see a claimin’ mark. Whole world will fuckin’ know that you’re mine.”

She lifts a brow and drops her legs from around my waist, causing me to slide out of my warm perch inside her pussy. “Is that so?”

Leaning down, I smack my mouth against hers in a quick kiss before pulling away and searing her with a heated look. “Stop playin’, baby. We both know it.”

Bailee lifts a shoulder in a half shrug and sasses, “Maybe . . . maybe not.”

I wait until she scoots around me before twirling around and smacking that perfectly plump ass of hers. I smirk at the squeal that passes her lips and relish in the pretty red handprint that’s now painted on it. “Need to show you again, baby girl?”

Her eyes twinkle, and she bats her lashes. “I doubt you’d be able to get it up again, bossman. You’re getting older.”

“Why, you little minx,” I growl, stepping toward her.

Lightness fills my limbs as her happiness helps create my own. It’s a feeling I’ve only ever known around my brothers, my parents, and my daughter. Finding it with her is just another sign that maybe I need to quit being a goddamn pussy and accept that this woman was designed for me.

She takes off running, and with a deep chuckle, I take off after her.

“Run, run, as fast as you can,” I taunt, pausing when her steps trail off and the house grows quiet. “Hide and seek, baby? You already know I live life in the shadows. This is a game you’ll never win.”

Pausing, I close my eyes and slow my breathing so my hearing will tune in better. My little Hummingbird seems to have forgotten that this is my house. I can travel the entiresquare footage with my eyes closed and never bump into a motherfucking thing. Something I’ve found important with my lifestyle. You never know when an attack could happen. As much as I have my home and my property locked down, it doesn’t mean there’ll never be anyone who can’t get through my systems. I have to be prepared for that risk, so when my girl is with her mom or she’s in bed, I practice making my way through this space without a single light to guide me. That way—because I’m realistic as fuck and know that it might eventually happen—whenever someone does come, I’ll be ready to protect my people to the best of my ability.

“I can smell you, Hummingbird. My favorite smell in the whole fuckin’ world is the cream that leaks from that tight little cunt when she’s hungry. You hungry for me again, baby girl?”

The closer I get to the bedroom, the more her scent teases the beast inside me. I open my eyes, letting them adjust to the darkness of the room as I step inside. They sweep through the space, making note of any little thing that’s been disturbed. I follow the tracks that I’m sure she didn’t realize she was leaving behind as I make my way into the bathroom. There are no windows in here, so there’s nothing lighting my way. I’m so used to the blackness that it doesn’t bother me, but I normally keep a light on beside the toilet for Lyric. Bailee must have shut it off when she came in here thinking it would make it harder for me.

I’m not quiet when I move around the space, wanting her to know that she’s only got seconds left before I’m sliding back inside her.

The shower curtain moves just a small bit, as if a gust of air blew past it, but since there is no window and the air hasn’t kicked on, there’s only one reason it’d move like that.

I pause beside the tub and smile when the quiet inhale reaches my ears. As much as I want to draw this game of hide and seekout, I just want her more. We’ve been playing enough games with each other. Now, it’s time to just fucking be.

With that thought in mind, I keep as quiet as can as I slither my hand through the shower curtain. Her breathing gives me her location behind it, so I’m able to find a part of her body quickly.

She lets out a terrified scream that makes me chuckle darkly as I grasp her arm and yank her out of the tub and into mine.

“You really think I wouldn’t find you, baby? You’re mine, and I always find what belongs to me.”

Bailee is breathless as she peers up at me. She steps closer until her tits brush against my chest and my heavy cock rests against her warm skin. “I was counting on it, bossman. It’s nice knowing you’re chasing after me for a change. The question now is what are you going to do with me?”

“Other than slidin’ inside you again? Keepin’ you sounds pretty fuckin’ appealin’ right now,” I admit.

“I think I could be okay with this plan,” she replies breathlessly.

“Up,” I growl, not wanting to waste any more time.

She’s obviously on the same page because she jumps and wraps her legs around me.

My hands find purchase on her the globes of her ass as I turn us toward the bedroom. She drops her face to mine, sealing our lips together as I carry us the short distance to the bed.

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