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Ghost wraps his hands around my thighs and controls my movements. And when I tip my face up to the ceiling and spot the camera, I think about Ghost watching this back later. I think about seeing myself ride him in the middle of the clubhouse.

A man who’s been untouchable, but he caved for me. I might not think much of myself, but when Ghost looks into my eyes, he makes me feel seen.

“You’re so beautiful when you’re taking me.” He grabs the sides of my face, watching my expression change.

I grab his shoulders and continue to rock in his lap, chasing the building fire in my belly. I’m not wearing a bra, so when he pulls us chest to chest, my nipples pebble at the sensation of his hard chest rubbing against me.

“Ghost.” I sigh, and he pulls me in for a kiss.

Our tongues tangle, and it doesn’t matter who else is in the room. It’s just me and him.

Maybe we were always meant to be this. It was an inevitable pull that tugged us down this road until we had no option but to give in.

“You feel too good, Luna.” He drops his hand so he can sneak it under my T-shirt to roll his thumb over my clit. “I need you to come for me before I disappoint you.”

Something about that confession is what sends me over the edge. That he’s desperate for me. That he can’t resist how I make him feel. It’s been so long since he’s given in that every touch has him on the brink.

I love having that power over him.

I shake in his arms, and he drives up into me as he holds me against him, coming deep and making me whole.

“You’re perfect.” He kisses my shoulder, moving to the center of my throat. “You’re beautiful.”

We pause, looking each other in the eyes, and I believe him, even if it terrifies me.

He could change his mind.

They always do.

This moment might be all I get. But instead of letting it terrify me, I hold onto it.

From the corner of my eye, I see movement, and I’m still catching my breath as Soul walks up to us. There’s a sway to his step and a drink in his hand.

“Ghost, brother—”

“I swear if you touch me when I’m still inside my girl, I’m gonna fucking kill you,” Ghost cuts him off.

“Oh shit.” Soul grins, throwing his hands up as he steps back. “Sorry, find me later.”

Burying my face in the side of Ghost’s neck, I shake my head. “Your girl, huh?”

“Mygirl.” He kisses my shoulder. “No going back.”

No going back.

If only his rivals and my past would let that happen.

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Ghost

It takes Luna seventeenminutes after she wakes up before she comes to find me.

It’s possible she thought I was joking when I told her I was going to install cameras in my bedroom so I could watch her from every angle, but I wasn’t. And I don’t regret that decision when I have work to do in my office, but I don’t want to leave her alone.

So while she sleeps, I keep her up on one of my screens while I work on the other. Her nightmares have been getting worse lately, but she doesn’t talk about them, and I wonder if it has anything to do with the person who is after her.

She’s buried something in her beautiful mind, and I want to know what it is so I can make it right.

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