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I pushed it open.It was dark inside, but I felt his presence more deeply as soon as I walked in and shut the door behind me.

Maybe I should tell him to leave, but when Jagger pressed against my back in the darkness, his heavily muscled arms coming around me, I couldn’t do it.

Meeting with Poe, being forced to let him touch me, kiss me, I needed Jagger.I needed his scent and his warmth.I needed him to take it all away.

His lips moved over my throat.“I’m going to kill him, Sutton.I’m going to make him suffer.”He rubbed his face against mine, covering me with his scent, drowning out Poe’s.

I had to tell him about the event they had planned, but I didn’t want Jagger to stop touching me.I needed him more than I ever had.

He nipped my jaw, growling against my skin.“Please, baby.Please let me touch you.”

“Yes,” I said and covered his hand with mine, pushing if downward.

He shoved it down the front of my jeans and under my underwear, groaning when his fingers touched my bare flesh.

“Watching him touch you, smelling your fear while he put his fucking mouth on you, not being able to do anything to stop it, to protect you, almost drove me to insanity.”

His thick rough-skinned fingers brushed over my slickness, then slid deeper.I stepped out, giving him better access to my body.What I was doing for Rune and Lucifer was a risk.I didn’t know what was going to happen to me tomorrow, let alone when I went to whatever nightmare Poe insisted I attend.Yes, everything between me and Jag was messed up and confusing, but I realized I wanted this, for him to give me this, because tomorrow wasn’t promised.

Once upon a time, I thought I’d get a lifetime with Jagger, then I’d resigned myself to a life without a mate.Now I had no idea what my future held, so this, however long it lasted, wasn’t something I could turn away from, not now.

Yes, I would protect my heart.

But I wouldn’t turn him away.

I couldn’t even if I wanted to, not tonight.

“You feel so fucking perfect, sunshine.”His hand slid up under my shirt, and he shoved down the cup of my bra, covering my breast with his huge, hot hand while he teased my opening with the other.“So tight, baby.That’s it, work your hips.”He walked me forward toward the bed, then bent me over it.

I lifted my ass shamelessly as he positioned me on the bed, my hands and knees pressing against the mattress, then tugged my jeans and underwear down.He stayed close behind me, his lips trailing down my back, then he toyed with my slick opening and, finally, slid his finger inside me, as deep as it would go.

I moaned.“Jagger.”

“Rock against my hand, sunshine.That’s it.”

I did as he said, fucking myself on that one, long, thick digit.

“More?”he asked raggedly.

I nodded.“Please.”

He slid all the way out, and when he pushed back in, he’d added a second finger.My pussy fluttered around the intrusion.Biting my lip, I pushed back against him, twisting my hips and trembling from the need building inside me.

“So fucking beautiful, baby.Your pussy stretching around my fingers, your honey sliding down those pretty thighs.Never seen anything more gorgeous, not in a thousand fucking years.Never seen anything more gorgeous as you working that hot fucking pussy for me.”

Every dirty, sweet, hot thing he said pushed me closer to the edge.I tried to move faster, but I was shaking too hard.It was as if Jag could read my mind; he hooked his arm around my waist, holding me immobile, then finger-fucked me fast and deep, hitting my G-spot over and over without mercy.

I fisted the sheets and cried out as my orgasm built like a crescendo inside me.Soon my arms gave out, and I buried my face in the covers and screamed, jerking and trembling as I came, for him, soaking my thighs even more.

“Fuck,” he snarled, then I heard the clink of his belt, and a moment later, the fat head of his cock was sliding against skin.“Squeeze your thighs together, sunshine, squeeze them for me.”He hooked me around the waist, locking me to him.“You’re not ready to take my cock, baby, but I gotta feel you around me.”

Oh my gods.This was too fucking hot.

I squeezed my thighs around him as tight as I could, and he started thrusting between them while his mouth, his lips, moved over my neck, my shoulder, sucking gently.

“One day you’ll wear my mark, right here.”He grazed his teeth over my skin, sending a shiver of need through me.“The next time I have you like this, on your hands and knees, when all this fucking mess is over with…” I felt him shudder, and he licked along my throat to my ear.“I’ll be sliding into this tight little pussy, Sutton.I’ll be fucking claiming what’s mine.”

My arms nearly gave out again.Everything he was saying was bringing me closer to the edge once more, and with every rough glide between my clenched thighs, he was working my clit.The head of his cock, his long thick, hard shaft was a constant assault on my sensitive flesh.