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She sets me free.

I fuck her into the bed, my cock dripping with how wet she is. And I lick the sweat that drips down her neck because I need to taste her. I fuck her until I’m splitting in two, and there’s no other way for me to exist than to make myself a part of her.

I’m out of breath when I finally collapse, and she’s shaking. For a second, it’s so violent, I think something is wrong. But when I lift to meet her eyes, they’re hazy and sated.

“Are you okay?” I trace the apple of her cheeks.

They’re filled with color as her breath steadies.

“Perfect.” She smiles. “Are you?”

“I’ve got you, don’t I?”

“That’s not an answer.”

“Yes it is.” I grin, looking down at her as I pull out.

As much as I love fucking her, I love watching that look in her eyes when my cock slips from her body. When she’s empty, and the faintest hint of annoyance flashes in her gaze. She needs me inside her as much as I need to be there.

My phone pings from my pocket, and I groan.

“You’re awfully popular for a guy who just spent the last few years locked up in a psychiatric ward.” She smirks.

“Declan and Kole can’t stand not being here. Their summer away requires lots of hand-holding.” It’s true, but I also hope the text is Kole sending me information about who is threatening her.

“Sigma Sin men with control issues? I’m shocked.” She rolls her eyes, but it’s playful.

“I’m sure you are.” Lifting to my feet, I pull up my pants and button them while Mila fixes her outfit.

My phone pings with another message, but it’s not from Kole. It’s from Declan.

“That’s not a happy face.” Mila stretches her bare legs.

“Dec needs me to take care of something.” I shove my phone into my pocket and grab my shirt, pulling it on.

“I can leave.”

“Don’t.” Leaning down, I plant a kiss on her mouth, loving that she still tastes like us. “I want you here when I get back.”

“Okay.” Mila smiles against my mouth.

I kiss her again on the lips, then her neck, slowly moving down her chest and stomach. My kisses trail thepath down her center to her leg until I plant a final one on the top of her foot.

Maybe later I’ll kiss every inch of her body.

She deflates onto my bed, smiling at me as I turn to leave. I want her to stay in my room with me forever.

But I manage to swallow that down so she doesn’t run while I’m gone. I’ll save that confession for a time when I can pin her down until she accepts there’s no cutting me out. I’m in her life like she’s in my veins.

And there’s no bleeding her out.

40

SO THERE ARE DETAILS?

MILA

“What didyou do to my brother?” Patience narrows her eyes.