Page 54 of The Truths that Deceive

Calista moans when I thrust hard into her pussy. “Yes…”

“I like when my prey fights, and you’re full of teeth and claws and twists and turns,” I say, flipping us so I’m on top of her, pulling out to drag her ass in the air so I can plunge back in. I push her face down into the dirt and she shudders.

“Only because you don’t do it right. Oh yess…” She shudders again and she’s so fucking tight and hot.

And slick.

So wet I can slide balls deep with each push. Her cunt parts for me, swallows me, and she feels so fucking good. As good as her mouth.

“Harder, Smith. Harder.”

“Bossy little prey.”

“Prick old-ass hunter.”

I just laugh and slam hard into her, grabbing her hips to piston in deep, so deep.

She comes again, her convulsions so strong they set me off. I collapse on her, our legs giving way, and we lie in the dirt and vegetation for I don’t even know how long. I don’t want to pull out of her. She’s warm and wet, and the tiny little spasms are a delicious tease on my now half-hard dick.

Christ. Calista isn’t my type. She’s too young, too mouthy, too full of secrets for a man like me. She’s too… compromised.

But damn if she isn’t the most phenomenal fuck I think I might have ever had.

The girl’s humping back into me, but it’s almost a subconscious thing. She’s letting me know I conquered her, that for now, she’s mine. It won’t last. Of course it won’t.

It’s in the nature of the game.

Right now I’ve won, I’ve brought her down, had my way, destroyed defenses, devoured her.

But creatures like her, the true prey I crave, are phoenixes. She’ll rise, stronger, with more fight. And she’ll go for the jugular again.

If I let it happen.

I do have an agenda, one I’m deviating from because of what I didn’t find on her computer. Because of the things she said about her mother. And because of that message on her phone.

Sure, I want the information she has about the weapon. I want to know if she found it or if her asset gave it to her. There’s a traitor somewhere. But that’s not my biggest priority. It’s a bonus to get that kind of intel.

I want to know what she has on the Collectors.

The research I found on her computer about the Collectors was basic, but it’s a start.

This girl has somehow uncovered information about too many classified things, and she claims she has no idea how they connect.

But someone does.

And one question burns my fucking brain.

What does the CIA really want with Calista Price?

Chapter 16

Calista

We didn’t stay long on the jungle floor. And I’m…

I actually don’t know what the hell I am at this moment.

But I do know some things. Like the fact that I don’t like him. That he’s my enemy, a man willing to hand me over for money, who doesn’t give a damn about what will happen to me once he turns and walks away.

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