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“Moon baby, I’m already obsessed. This sweetness between your legs will be my downfall and resurrection.” His hands go to my backside, fingertips digging into my skin and he uses my curves to get a better grasp so he can bring me closer to his ravenous mouth. My lips fall open, my mind drifting and my whole body goes into turmoil when my orgasm’s gulped down by Derex’s greedy laps and the world shudders when he turns me around, entering me in one swift move.

I pant in amazement at the infiltration, my body unused to this but I’m so turned on that the shock quickly gets replaced with pure pleasure. It’s more than tantalizing, his hard body against mine, the ridge of his gigantic length pushing for acceptance and he snares me, heat simmering between us when he rotates his hips and grinds the ache between my legs.

“I’ll kill anyone who takes this away from me,” he growls gutturally and I’m a little wary of the look in his eyes. “I’ll cut them up piece by piece if they ever dare go anywhere near this pussy.” He fists my hair. “Tell me it’s only mine!”

“Nobody goes near it,” I pant. “It’s meant for you alone.”

He nods. “You know your place,” he purrs in pleasure, ricking me down until I spasm, “and it’s right on this cock.” With his hands firmly clasped around me, he gives me the time of my life, his tongue going from kissing my mouth to licking my breasts and I’m panting so fiercely I forget to breathe when he sledgehammers my insides, making me accommodate to him and my knees buck.

I go faint, too sensitive and swollen all over and I throb so much, that I cry out, “Please let me come!”

He snarls and tugs me down until our bodies become one, fully attached and fully devoted to each other until tears prickle my eyes. This man...he has changed me. “Come then...come for your man.”

And I do, chasing the high and in the mist I’m in, I’m vaguely aware he’s chasing it with me. We detonate, our faces twisting, our mouths hooking and I know I will never care about the wrongs this man does. In my eyes...he is now my new world.

4.

Derex

I can’t sleep, all I can do is look at her. She doesn’t toss and turn in bed but lays there peacefully still and satisfaction brims in me because she’s right next to me. I hunted her down and I caught her, which means she will be mine forever. I’ll hold her tight throughout our life and count the beatings of her heart as I do, her heart beating in a different way than mine, a pure way and it brings an armistice inside of me I haven’t been able to find on my own. It’s as if the clocks stopped when she came into my life and they’ll always keep ticking for her. Stroking a strand of hair from her face, I take her in and I want to give a bigfuck youto the mob and just stay here with Luna.

A man doesn’t want to wander when he has the moon in his bed. He wants to stay right there and let the moonshine wash away his sins. Pulling her closer, I inhale her comforting scent and she’s softer than cashmere and more generous than rain falling on hands soiled with blood. If only I’d had something like her earlier...then I wouldn’t have become so ruthless, so hard.

“But you soften me, don’t you?” I whisper in her ear and she stirs a little, before sighing. “You soften me and you make me yours when you do.” Putting my lips to her temple, I give her a kiss before I leave her and pull away. Getting up, I drag on my boxers and I can barely get my dick down.

It’s angry at me, wants to be where it belongs and I’m tempted to give it a fucking smack with my fist because I don’t need this shit right now. Reaching for my slacks, I tense when I hear the mattress creaking and I turn around.

Luna blinks up at me, her face full of sleep and she’s my goodnight moon, causing my lips to involuntarily curl. “Where are you going?” she murmurs, rubbing her eyes. “It’s in the middle of the night.” Her body draws me in, the skin glittering and everything about her sings and decoys as I’m completely powerless to her, and if I hadn’t had that steel will ingrained in me since childhood then I never would’ve been able to do my job.

But she’s going to have to get used to this. I mostly work during the night, sometimes during the day, weekends, and holidays but I’m figuring some of it will change because now I have somebody else to think of.

“I got work to do, but I’ll be here by morning,” I reply and she sits up, pulling the sheet with her. My hands itch from how badly I want to yank the sheet away from her and she yawns. “You go back to sleep and when you wake up again, I’ll be right here with you.”

Her slim shoulders rise and fall. “But I want you with me now. This is a new, strange house to me, Derex and I’d prefer it if you stayed.”

Fuck, I can’t just call the boss and tell him I’m not coming. I have someone to murder and we don’t take that stuff lightly and yet my heart clenches at the sight of Luna’s needy face. I get it. She needs someone to hold on to and I cup her cheeks in my hands.

“Sometimes we just have to compromise.” I thumb her lip. “I’ll give you all my love and devotion when I come back and think of you while I’m gone.”

“Alright,” she agrees, slightly comforted now, “but I’m going to miss you so much.” She grabs my pillow, hugs it to her chest and puts her face in it and my eyes roll back in my head. Fuck, I’d never thought I’d see a woman do something like that for me, didn’t think I was the type who could get those kinds of girls. I always thought if I ever found a female I wanted, she’d be so appalled she’d run the other way and tell me to never contact her again or she’d call the cops.

Yet, here I have an angel acting as if she will shatter if I’m not holding her.

“I’m going to miss you too,” I rasp, my voice so hoarse and I feel like I have barb wire around my heart. It’s there to keep everything else away because it belongs to Luna now. “But I can think of something that’ll help.”

Her jaw slacks and she moans when I hook my fingers in her thong, pulling it down her slender legs and she sucks on her fingers, looking up at me as if I’m being offensive. “Don’t you know it’s rude to steal an innocent girl’s thong like that?” she pants.

Smirking, I put it in my pocket and shake my head. “I want nothing touching you between your legs until I’m home. No friction and no contact with what’s mine until I’m back, only I get to take care of it.”

“I know.” She throws me an insolent look, rolling over to her belly and the sight of her like this just made everything ten times worse. I guess the best thing is to just rip it off, like a Band-Aid and I put on my coat before lowering my face and giving her a kiss on the mouth. “Derex,” she whispers and I raise my brows in question. “Don’t forget your gun.”

Inwardly, I tense but I don’t show her that. “I won’t. Got it right here.”

“Only use it if necessary,” she smiles and I wince, thinking we probably have very different opinions on what’s necessary. I pull away but stop when she puts a hand on my arm. “What did you mean when you said I soften you?”

She heard me then...great. Letting out a sigh, I rasp, “That you make me feel like a good man.”

Her face flushes and her lashes flutter. “You don’t need me for that.” A smile plays with her lips. “You’re a good man with or without me.”

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