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The guy's hold on me loosens just a bit like he might have made a mistake. It gives me enough wiggle room to pull the letter opener I was hiding out and stab backwards with all my strength. I don't know where I hit the guy or if I did any damage but Remy is pulling me behind the men before I can turn around to find out. Jim comes over and waits for a second his gun trained on the man.

His eyes find mine before he pulls the trigger and shoots the man. I turn from the scene I'm sure is splattered all over that antique rug that will never be the same again. He gives a look to the other men who have a silent conversation with one another before all of them nod and I'm in Jim's arms.

Out in the hallway, Remy sticks his head out of Jim's office, "Hey Archer, you want us to lock it down."

Jim doesn't answer right away. He finally gives a nod of his head that most wouldn't see but Remy gives his own nod before disappearing back into Jim's office.

"Lock it down? What does that mean?"

"It means no one goes in and no one gets out of this compound. The gates are closed and set to explode if something tries to come through them. The house is locked down and all communication with the outside stops." I stiffen in his arms. "Lex is a part of that plan, Libby. Steve will make sure she understands you're safe and that it will be better if she waits to get in touch with you. My men are good, let them do their job."

He takes me into his room, the room I woke up in naked the other day. It's done in deep blues and heavy creams. It fits him. He sets me down on the bed and starts taking off my shirt. I grab it and fight him to keep it on. If he gets me naked I'll forget I've been mad at him for ignoring me for days.

"You have blood on your shirt, baby." His words shock me so much that I don't fight him this time when he goes to pull it over my head. His hands drop to my pants and I put mine over his. These don't have blood on them so why is he trying to take them off. "I have to leave."

I don't know what to do with that statement. It works though because I don't stop him from taking my pants down. I'm about to ask him what he means but he doesn't give me time. He picks me up again and takes me into his bathroom sitting me on the edge of the sink. "In the past, when a warrior was going off to fight his woman would be with him to ensure his mind was where it was supposed to be."

He walks off to fill the tub. "I thought warriors were told not to have sex right before a battle because they wanted all that pint up aggression and need going into the fray?" I cock my eyebrow at him.

He gives me a smile that is cocky as fuck before yanking his shirt over his head. "Some societies but others thought that there was a lot of energy to be harnessed in the Lovers. It gave the men something to fight for, a reason to finish and come back home, and a way to carry his love with him." He comes to stand in front of me, spreading my legs so he can pull me closer to him. "I've been a lot of places, done a lot of bad things, Libby, and I can tell you Love is a hell of a lot more powerful than anything else on Earth."

His hand comes up to cup my cheek. I understand what he's trying to tell me without saying it. It's not the right time to tell me. I lean closer to him, so close his breath fans across my face. I put my hand up in a mirror of his and he nuzzles into my touch, "You better come back."

"Always." Our lips meet and at first it's soft and tender but quickly builds to something that’s anything but. It seems we can't be together without causing some pain as he pulls my hair so my head falls back to let him plunder my mouth more thoroughly and I bite his bottom lip hard enough to taste blood.

Our clothes are off as each of us grapples with getting the other one naked. He slides me off the edge and I wrap my legs around his hips to stay even with his mouth not wanting to break the kiss. He steps in the hot water and sinks down taking me with him. I can feel the hot hard length of him just below me waiting.

He breaks from our entwined lips to trail open-mouthed kisses down my throat as I reach down in the water and find him. He's so...big. It doesn't seem like that could have fit inside of me but it did. I position him so that he's right at my entrance. I don't want any more build-up or foreplay. I need him now. His width spreads me open and causes me to let out a moan. I'm still virgin tight so it takes time to pry myself open for him.

He helps by pushing up slowly so that eventually I am seated fully on him. My hips make little rocking motions to get used to him being inside of me. I'm so full when he's like this.

"Fuck, you're so tight, Lib." He surges in and out of me causing water to slouch over the side of the tub but we don't care. I gasp from the sensation of him moving inside of me.

"You feel so good inside me," I tell him wanting him to know. I wrap my arms around him holding him close to me. He takes me by the hips and helps me ride him until we're both breathless and clinging to each other. His cock hits something inside of me that makes me want to speed up, to thrust on him harder. I find his mouth with mine before whispering against his lips, "Harder."

I watch as his pupils dilate wide, eating up almost all of the beautiful green around them. He pulls out and turns us so that I am draped across the edge of the tub. He slides in behind me and plunges hard. I cry out at the new sensation of having him so deep. His hand comes up to cup my breast and play with my nipple while his other one goes to my clit to stroke me there.

All I can do is feel, wrapped in a cocoon of touch and sensation. I start crying out his name in short gasps and moans as he takes me higher and higher with his body. I reach around so that I can sink my nails into his flank causing him to go harder still.

My body tightens until I think I might break apart. My thighs shaking as he pounds into me over and over again. I'm aware of what's happening this time. I know what being with him feels like and I try to push back my release so I can have more of him longer but he won't let up or give me a break.

"Cum for me, Libby. Cum for me and show me who you belong to, baby."

I do as he commands, my mind shattering into thousands of pieces as my body spasms around his over and over until I feel his release as well. It coats me from the inside and slips down my thighs until it's washed away by the water. His hold on me is so perfect, so tight that I believe he'll be with me forever just like he promises. It makes me emotional enough to let a tear slip out, my reaction to him beyond my control.

He turns me and doesn't say anything about the lone tear tracking down my face. He uses his thumb to wipe it away before kissing me soft and gentle again. "I promise."

"I know."

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Jim

Ten days. I've been away from my girl for ten days. I've hunted down so many men and killed so many along the way that I probably have a new moniker now - Death. I sit on the plane back and think about the last minutes I had with my Liberty.

I shot the guy in the face who had tried to take her. She killed him but I shot him. The guys understood why I did it. I didn't want her to think she had been the one to take his life. She doesn't need to live with that guilt when I can take it on for her. I would gladly bear her sins for the right to keep her for my own, to keep her happy and safe.

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