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“Fuck! Fuck!” she cries out, her body trembling beneath me.

It takes everything within me to not cum with her, wanting to give her more, wanting her to scream my name while I’m buried deep inside her. I release her wrists and continue to relentlessly fuck her, pounding into her over and over again. Our bodies are covered in a sheen of sweat, her full tits bouncing with every hard thrust. She pants and cries beneath me as I don’t ease up, wanting and demanding more from her. I lean on my elbow as I take her mouth, biting on her lip and drawing blood. I groan as a metallic taste coats our tongues. I feel her walls again tightening around me, her nails painfully digging into my back, marking me. “

Oh god,” she whimpers.

“No, baby. It’s all fucking me. It’s my name you scream. Scream my fucking name baby, right now,” I groan. I relentlessly pound into her, making her screams echo around the room.

“I’m cuming Khai! Fuck. Khai!” she screams, her voice breaking. I feel her tight little cunt milking me as pleasure explodes from the base of my spine, my orgasm igniting within me.

“Fuck, baby,” I growl as I thrust deep inside her, filling her with my cum. I lean over her on my elbows, panting, trying to get my breath back.

Alina runs her nails along the back of my neck to my shoulders, then she says something that hits me right in my fucking soul.

“I’m falling in love with you Khai, and I am fucking terrified,” she whispers.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

ALINA

Lying in Khai’s arms,feeling his fingers stroke lazy circles over my shoulder after he fucked me in a way I never thought was possible was like bliss. It wasn’t about the positions. It was about how he made me feel. How he managed to bring my body to pleasure like that, to build and build, only then to withdraw. I honestly thought I was going to combust as I took and felt everything he gave me. Then I confessed my own feelings. I felt safe and vulnerable, all at the same time. I hadn’t said a word since I’d bared my feelings, and he hadn’t said anything in response either. My mind was whirling with thoughts. Maybe it was too soon, but we were having a kid together, and I had pre-warned him that he would have the power to hurt me. Plus, it’s not like I declared my love for him. I said I was falling. Meaning I’m not quite there yet.

“You need to keep it down,” he states, his voice rumbling beneath my ear on his chest.

“Huh?” I ask, confused. I tilt my head to look up at him, but he’s smirking as he looks down at me.

“I can hear your fucking mind from here. Stop overthinking shit,” he murmurs, placing a kiss on my temple.

I sigh. “So, when do we need to go back to the safe house?” I ask.

He exhales a long breath. “Soon. I shouldn’t have risked bringing you here. We don’t know who was watching the club. With all of us splitting up and going who the fuck knows where, Eugene could be following any of us.”

“Can I ask you something?” I ask.

“Sure,” he answers casually.

“Why did you decide to tell me your name now? I thought you didn’t want to be known as anything other than Hap?” I ask, changing the subject.

He rolls over me, leaning up on his elbow. “You said you are falling in love with me, right?” he asks. I feel my cheeks heat under his gaze as I nod yes, holding my breath at what he’s about to say. His fingers stroke along my temple, down over my cheek to my jaw. “Well, the only people I love call me by that name,” he confesses.

My breath catches in my throat, causing me to forget how to blink and breathe. Did he just say he loved me?

He smirks at my reaction, placing a gentle kiss on my lips. “Breathe, baby.” I suck in a lungful of air. I’m about to speak, but his cell rings, cutting me off. He rolls away and gets up out of bed, striding across the room butt naked to where he discarded his jeans earlier. He grabs his cell out of the pocket and then turns to face me, a smirk on his face when I eye his dick. “Yo!” he answers. “Yeah, we are heading back in a minute.” He pauses, listening. “Yeah, okay. See you in an hour,” he says before disconnecting.

I sit up, holding the sheet to my chest. “Who was that?” I ask.

“Ghost. He wants us all back at the house,” he states, not elaborating further, and walks into the bathroom, turning on the shower before he walks back into the bedroom. He whips the sheet from me, making me squeal. He smirks and grabs myankle as he drags me across the bed to him, where he bends down and scoops me up in his arms. “Quit fighting me woman, and let me fuck you in the shower.” He huffs out a laugh.

I quit protesting. “You could have just said. I would have come willingly,” I point out as he places me under the hot spray.

“I know, but it’s more fun this way.” He winks.

The next night,everyone is back at the house, and the mood is happier, to say the least.

“Well, everyone looks thoroughly fucked and satisfied.” Star smirks as she looks around at all of us.

“Shhh,” Rhea hisses, nodding her head in the direction of her Oliver, who is sitting with a headset on, playing his computer game.

“Oh, he can’t hear shit. Oliver, want some money?” Star yells. Oliver doesn’t even flinch. “See?” She shrugs.

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