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"Fuck you" She bared her fangs and hissed at him "And yeah, I do"

Her hand shoved itself between theh hi his hand to the front of her muscle shirt, he peeled it down so that it trapped her arms No bra Fuck, yeah…no bra He held her in place by the throat and went for her nipple, nicking her with his fang so he could suck her blood while he suckled on her In response, her fingers raked into his hair and one of her legs lifted and wrapped around his ass

Why the hell wasn’t she wearing a skirt?

Screw the prea for it So he turned her to face the wall, jerked her hips out, and took out the switchblade he always carried with him in his breast pocket

"Don’t move"

When she looked back at him, he released the blade and waited until she nodded Then he ran his free hand up and down her crack, rubbing the leather, stroking her sex through the pants That didn’t last long Taking the razor-sharp blade, he cut into the seaht up the center of her, put the knife away, and slid four fingers, two from each side, into the hole he’d made

It was a clean jerk

And underneath, her bare, hairless sex was open, ready, wet for hi his cock so fast, he ripped his own fly And then he entered her on a single, powerful thrust that drove her face-first into the wall She called out so, maybe it was his name--over the din of the music, he had no clue--and braced her ars farther apart

Peyton rode her like an animal

Fuck his fancy clothes And fuck the people atching the inside of her Filling her up Doing it over and over again until he leaked out of her in rivers of co her

So the way, he had bonded with her

Saxton couldn’t wait to leave the Audience House His sense of responsibility and duty to Wrath ensured that he got all his work done, but the instant he could, he was out the back door and deh the seareat deal of resistance And as soon as he was fully re-for on the floor, head under Minnie’s sink, long legs stretched out, ar in there

"Okay, this is a fantasy ofa plumber?"

There was a clank and then a curse And then his hot pipe-worker was sitting up and wiping his forehead on his arm Wow Hanes T-shirt and blue jeans Muscles underneath Male everything, everywhere

Be still ht

"You’re back," Ruhn said with a smile

Saxton put his satchel down on the counter and took off his cashmere coat "I am indeed And you are dirty and sweaty"

"I’ll take a shower--"

"Don’t you dare"

Saxton walked over and got down on his knees in between Ruhn’s legs Running his hands up those corded thighs, he ht his

Ruhn’s explosion of breath was followed by a loud series of flopping bangs

Then the pity

"Saxton…" There was another gasp "Oh, God, yes--"

Saxton looked up Ruhn was rubbing his head as if he’d knocked it against the lip of the counter--but the male didn’t seem worried at all about the bump at his temple No, his eyes were full of wonder and heat Indeed, there was always a degree of surprise behind Ruhn’s erotic passion, as if he couldn’t believe his body was capable of feeling like it was And Saxton loved that The surprise and joy, the powerful instinct and urgency--all anchored by a sense that it was a first time, every time