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“You’re like a fever in my veins, little one. And what better way to assuage my need than with your fragrant scent?”
He licked the length of her slit once, twice, and then pushed his tongue deep inside. Her back arched in a bow as he lapped at the silken folds.
“You taste so good,” he growled as he sucked and licked her generous offering.
“I’m gonna come,” she cried as he continued to torment her flesh.
“I love your flavor, my pet. So decadent and… mine. You taste like mine, Paxton.”
She moaned as he doubled his efforts. Her hips twitched as he flicked his tongue over the swollen tip of her clit. Paxton gasped, in awe of the way Jared cherished her. Her passion spiked with every tongue lash of her fiery loins.
“Hmm, beautiful.” He sucked deeply; every action aimed at pushing her higher, closer to the edge.
Jared’s body was rigid with the effort to stay in control, to keep the beast captive in the darkness of his soul. For the first time in years, hewantedto feel, to savor the sensations her zealous responses triggered.
“Sir, I need your strength inside me. Take me, now.”
Jared growled her name in warning as she wrapped her hand around his turgid length.
“Now, Jared. Take me,” she demanded. Paxton tilted her hips against his hardness as she wrapped her legs around his hips.
“Yess,” she moaned as he plunged inside her. He exulted in the tremors that shook her body the deeper he went.
“Oh, god, I love this feeling,” she gasped as she yielded and submitted to his power. For the first time she truly savored the exquisite feeling of being possessed. “Hmmm,” a carnal growl slipped from her lips. She’d forgotten about the butt plug until now. Her mind was immersed by the radiant sensations the friction caused.
Jared’s face was drawn in a mask of pleasure as he rocked into her with a smooth, easy rhythm. He ignored her pleas for more as he reached down to gently remove the butt plug.
“I see my little subbie loves double penetration,” he teased at her protesting moan.
A wave of ecstasy rippled through her as he plunged deeply. Rapture exploded in Paxton’s veins with her raw cries slamming against the walls. She was adrift in a sea of passion that reshaped her— molded her to his expert touch.
Jared’s movements turned feverish as his pleasure increased. He bucked wildly into her hot sheath, pounding to lose himself in that undeniable bliss she offered. He grunted in masculine triumph as searing heat sparked at the back of his cock. Another hard thrust and he ejaculated inside her, filling her with heat as his primal roar echoed through the room.
In those final moments, he became the demanding beast— roughly staking a claim; hungry for her soul, branding her as his.
Jared slumped on top of her. Their laborious breathing married in the atmosphere— the night drifting around them in easy background sounds. He stared into her face, illuminated by the silvery beams of the moon.
“I was wrong earlier,” she lilted with a tender smile.
“About what?”
“I haven’t fallen in love with you. I love you, Jared Bates. With a passion that scares me. With a need that surpasses anything I have ever experienced in my life.” She traced his lips, her eyes aglow with emotion. “I love you... just...you.”
It was a vow that rocked Jared to the depth of his soul. Her fingers on his lips stopped the words tumbling to the surface.
“No, my love. Not now. Tell me when you’re ready... then I’ll know I’ve found my destiny.”
Chapter Seventeen
“Let’s keep this operation tight and controlled. Our main goal is to free the women and children.”
“What about Boneiro?” Brock asked.
Jared looked at his team. “It’s possible that he might escape— if he’s even going to be there tonight.” He held up his hand to quiet the protest coming from all three at once. “It’s a chance we have to take. He’s not the primary focus of this operation. To close the sex ring down, we have to take Lopez and Conti into custody. With the intel and documentation we have linking Boneiro to them, we’ll have enough to indict him as a co-conspirator..”
“Then let’s get this show on the road.” Brock glanced at the four women sitting on the other side of the boardroom table. Surprisingly, they hadn’t said a word during the entire briefing. “What about the red kitties?”
“You’re walking on thin ice, Carter.” Jordan glared at him. “It’s well past time you wiped red kitties from your vocabulary... or I’ll do it for you.”