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“Fucker, don’t be putting that shit out into the universe. I’ll have a goddamn heart attack if she ropes him into half of the things her brain comes up with.” I say with a shudder.
“I’m sure it will all be fine, Rex. I’m just fucking with you. You know, despite how carefree and crazy she acts, she’s fiercely protective of those she considers hers. I’m pretty sure she’s claimed Dre as a part of her chosen family if this scene is anything to go by. You have nothing to worry about.”
I can’t help but agree with him there. Wraith doesn’t make connections easily, but when she does, those people come to mean everything to her. She’d do anything to keep those she has chosen as family and friends safe. I’ve seen it before. She might look sweet and unassuming, but she has a protective streak a mile long and has no issues getting her hands dirty. She’s lethal and deadly under normal circumstances; it’s what makes her so good at her job with The Reapers, but threaten someone she cares about, and she unleashes a whole new terrifying beast.
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The rest of the day seems to have passed at the blink of an eye. Probably has something to do with having all The Reapers here. There’s never a dull moment when they’re all in one place. Dreloved every moment of it. Can’t really blame him. They’re not really what you expect from a group of assassins.
Not only did they accept Dre into the fold without a second thought, but Immy too. They all adore her, not that I’d expect anything less. Wraith has actually decided to camp out in the nursery to sleep tonight because she feels it’s time I did something to blow Dre’s mind and show him just how good I am in the bedroom. Seriously didn’t need her saying something like that for everyone to hear, but this is Wraith, and she says what she thinks. The woman does not have a filter; if she thinks it, she says it.
At the end of the day, even though she embarrassed the fuck out of me, I appreciate her spending the night with Immy. Knowing that I can focus all my attention on Dre without having to worry about Immy needing one of us at the wrong moment is a relief. It’s past time I got to do more than peck him on the lips once. I want that man badly. My body heats up every time I’m around him. How I’ve managed to keep myself under control all this time I don’t know. Talk about having excellent self-control.
Dre enters our bedroom from the en suite, having just gone and taken a quick shower. Yes, it’s our bedroom now, even if he hasn’t quite realized it yet. I don’t plan on spending another night sleeping without him next to me. Last night was the best night’s sleep I’ve ever had, even though I woke up a few times to deal with Immy and her needs, and I know that was all because he was next to me. The level of contentment I got is something I’ve never had before and something I don’t plan on giving up. Ever.
My control snaps at the sight of him wearing only a tight pair of black boxers and drying his hair as he walks. I’m up, off the bed, and on him in seconds. He’s a temptation that I can’t resist. Not that I want to.
As soon as he’s within arm’s reach, I pull him into a passionate, messy kiss. It’s full of teeth and tongue. He doesn’t miss a beat, kissing me back with just as much pent-up passion. I don’t break the kiss as I gather him into my arms and carry him towards my bed. I can’t bring myself to tear my lips away from him for a moment. I need him like I need air to breathe.
I fucking love the fact he’s smaller than me and I can easily move him around. He just fits perfectly in my arms, and if that isn’t a sign that what’s between us is right, I don’t know what is.
Placing Dre beneath me on the bed, I settle on top of him, keeping the majority of my weight on my arms so that I don’t squash or hurt him. I know I’m not a small man, and I’d hate it if I accidentally did something to harm him while lost in my passion and need for him. Talk about a way to ruin the moment, and that’s the last thing I want right now. I’ve waited long enough to get my hands on my man.
The feeling of finally having him underneath me is fucking everything. I’ve been waiting for this moment since nearly the first time I met him, and now that it’s finally here, I’m at a loss of where to even start with him. I want to do everything to him. To touch every single part of him and memorize his body, but I know that’s not how it’s going to go down this time. I don’t have the patience for that right now. I feel like I’m about to come out of my skin with the need I feel for him.
I’ve never felt this level of need in my life. It’s a foreign feeling for sure, but it’s not unwelcome.
We finally break the kiss, but only because we both desperately need to take a breath. I don’t make any moves to get off him, and he doesn’t try to move me. He looks totally blissed out below me. His lips are puffy, his hair is a mess, and his body is flushed. He looks fucking stunning like this.
“Fuck, you are potent. Please tell me you plan on doing more than just kissing me. I need you so bad right now, Rex.”
“I’m going to do more than kiss you, Dre. I had plans for how this would go, but I don’t think I have the patience for any of what I had planned right now. I want you so fucking much.”
“We can do whatever you had planned another time. We both want this too much. We’ve had to wait long enough. I don’t want to wait anymore. I want to feel you inside me. I want you to make me see stars. Please, Rex, I need you now.”
He’s practically begging me, and there’s no way I won’t give him what he wants. I don’t have it in me to deny him. Especially not when it’s what I want too. As much as I don’t want to admit it, if we don’t get a move on with this, I’m going to cum in my pants like a fucking teenager. Just the feel of his body against mine has got me ready to blow.
“Get naked while I grab us some supplies and lose my own clothes.” I say as I reluctantly move off him even though I really don’t want to, but sometimes you have to do something you don’t want so you can get to the more enjoyable things.
Dre doesn’t need any further instructions as he lifts his hips off the bed and removes the last piece of clothing that’s been keeping him hidden from my view. I can’t take my eyes off him. His dick looks so fucking tempting the way it rests at full hardness against his stomach and is leaking precum almost constantly. I’m going to need a taste of that before we move onto other things. It’s too fucking tempting to ignore.
Quickly, with absolutely no finesse, I remove my sweats, thankful that I didn’t bother to slip anything else on after my own shower. Dre’s eyes scan over my now naked form, and I can tell by the way he’s biting down on that plump lip of his that he likes what he sees. Reaching into the nightstand, I pull out my lube and a condom, placing them on the bed next to Dre before climbing back on top of him.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Dre
I’ve dreamed of this moment since we first met, but my dreams could never measure up to the truth. Rex is fucking magnificent. His body looks like it’s been carved out of marble. Each and every muscle is so deliciously defined. At some point I plan on kissing my way across each and every one of them. I want to drive him fucking wild with need. That’s going to have to wait for another day, though.
Having his body over mine, feeling his bare skin against my own, is making me feel like every nerve in my body is on fire, but certainly not in a bad way. I’ve never felt this turned on in my life. I’ve never in my life wanted someone as bad as I want him. I fucking crave him.
“I have to prep you. As much as I want you right now, I will never hurt you.” Rex says as he starts to make his way down my body.
He leaves a trail of kisses down my body until he gets to my cock. As soon as he’s between my legs, he engulfs my cock. Swallowing me down to the root. My back bows off the bed as I let out a long, loud moan. I can’t hold it back, not with how hot, wet, and tight it feels to be in his mouth.
“Rex. Rex. Rex.” I continuously chant as he sucks on me.
He reaches out blindly, searching for the lube. As soon as he has it within his grasp, he pops it open with one hand and pours some onto his fingers.
