Page 113 of Deviant Reign (Knight's Ridge Empire 6)

I flip us, pinning her to the bed and fucking her into the mattress like a fucking wild animal.

By the time I’ve pushed her over the edge twice, we’re both dripping in sweat and I’m pretty sure the trickle I can feel down my back is actually blood from the way she clawed at me.

“We should clean up,” I say, pulling out and falling beside her. “In about an hour,” I confess weakly. My entire body is lit up like a million fairy lights from that release.

Brushing my fingers up her parted thigh, I find her swollen core, dipping my fingers inside her again, feeling our joint releases coating her.

She shudders, her fingers wrapping around my wrist and halting my movements.

“Stop, please,” she begs. “I can’t take any more.”

I can’t help but chuckle at her.

“I know. I just like knowing you’re full of my cum.”

“You’re an animal,” she scoffs, twisting away from me and slowly standing up.

“You okay, babe?” I ask, rubbing at my jaw in an attempt to hide my smirk at seeing her struggling to make her legs work.

I don’t do a very good job at covering my delight, because when she looks back over her shoulder, her eyes immediately drop to my grin.

“You’re a knobhead, Cirillo,” she hisses lightly before taking off toward the bathroom.

“Fine by me,” I sigh, falling back on the bed and letting my smile widen.

I’ve got my girl, and Luis Wolfe is dead. As far as I’m concerned, it’s a pretty fucking great day.

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“What are you doing?” I ask when I finally find the energy to join her in the bathroom.

Placing her hands on her hips, she glares at me.

“Kinda thought it was obvious. Did I fuck all your brain cells right out of you?” she sasses, her eyes taking a leisurely trip down my body.

Knowing that she was in here naked meant I never really sank my boner after I pulled out of her, and having her staring right at me really doesn’t do anything to help that situation.

“Yeah, you might well have, Hellcat. I’ll leave you to explain that to my old man. Maybe you can take my place.” I wink, weirdly loving the idea of her being the top dog in the Family one day.

“Nah, not sure I’ll be able to. I’ll be too busy showing the Reapers how it should be done,” she quips.

As much as the idea of her being part of another team pisses me off, I can’t deny that going head to head with her as rivals doesn’t stir something inside me.

We could take over the fucking world, the two of us. Okay, so maybe just the city, but whatever.

“You wanna overthrow Cruz? He might have something to say about that, babe.”

I close the space between us and she backs up.

“I’m sure he will. So are you in?” she asks, her eyes shooting to the bath she was drawing.

“You want me to get in a bubble bath?” I ask, although I’m not sure why. Her intentions are more than obvious.

For a second, I swear she actually looks nervous. It’s so fucking cute.

Rushing forward, I gather her up in my arms.

“You wanna get all wet and soapy with me, babe?” I ask, loving this more vulnerable side that she only allows me to see.