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I’d spouted off something that should never have been said.

Fuck. Why had I dared cross that line? Why in fuck’s sake had I allowed my goddamn armor to fall?

Maybe the answer was easier than I wanted to admit. The moment I’d thought she’d been taken, I’d been ready to burn down the entire goddamn world. Nothing had mattered but finding her. Even when I had, I’d barely been able to breathe. I hadn’t felt so anxious in years.

Even the recent nightmares had paled in comparison to the anger and fear rifling through my system. Then the rage, the extreme shot of adrenaline had crushed any concept of decency when she’d babbled off about the abused horses.

I’d wanted to shut her up. Hell, I’d thought about shoving my dick into her mouth just like I’d done seconds before. Yeah, I was an evil man. Now, I needed more. Every fucking inch.

The beautiful woman lying underneath me had no idea who she was in bed with, the darkness of guilt and anger creating a monster. Only beasts of the night were supposed to have claws and fangs, not medals of honor.

Juliette’s soft moans pulled me from the wretched moment of despair. She didn’t need to be saddled with my shit and I certainly had no business touching my client.

Maybe we were both in the mood to break the rules.

Her skin was luminous tonight, the ever-changing prickles on her naked skin creating a wave of vulnerability. For the strong woman, she seemed entirely too innocent for a man like me to violate.

But I couldn’t help myself.

I rubbed the insides of her thighs, studying every reaction as I lowered my face toward sweet nirvana, blowing across her wet pussy. Her scent was incredible, the fragrance keeping my cock at full attention. She tossed her head back and forth, issuing soft mews.

Encouraging me to continue.

I had no intention of stopping. Tonight nothing else mattered.

Tomorrow was another day.

As I lowered my head, breathing across her sweet pussy, every sound she made drew me into a sweet haze that I never wanted to leave.

The first taste of her was incredible, an explosion of flavors sliding down my throat.

With every lick of my rough tongue, she reacted instantly.

Her body stiffened and relaxed, her long fingers balling around the comforter.

I toyed with her as she’d done to me, swirling the tip of my tongue around her clit several times before driving it into her tight channel. This was everything I’d hungered for. Letting go with her was wrong, but I didn’t care.

This woman was everything I needed.

Seconds turned into moments, her muscles beginning to convulse. I was caught in a lust-filled need as I drove my fingers in beside my tongue. Cherries in the spring. Apricots in the summer. Her juice filled my mouth and my senses erupted.

With my eyes partially closed, I licked her feverishly as I flexed my fingers open. Her muscles clamped around them. Even her body had started to spasm.

“God, yes. Oh, yes…” Her whispers were soft and husky and within seconds, she was close to an orgasm. I dragged her to the edge, only to pull back again. The frenzy continued until she slammed her arms onto the bed, jerking up as a climax rolled through her.

I dug my fingers into her legs, holding her wide open as I feasted. She tossed and turned, her moans escalating. When she finally came down from the intense high, I sucked on her clit. She slapped her hand to her face, half laughing as if embarrassed.

After pressing my wet lips against her inner thigh, I stood, leaning over and shoving her further back on the bed.

Her eyes open wide, she reached for me. There was something adorable about the way she pursed her lips. I took my time returning to the bed, settling my body between her legs. My cock ached to the point I couldn’t wait any longer to be inside.

As soon as I thrust every inch deep within her, she gripped my arms and threw her legs around me.

We rocked together as I fucked her, sliding in and out with ease.

Her muscles continued to clench and release and she scratched my arms before rolling hers over my shoulders.

It had been so long since I’d felt this close to anyone that the ache wasn’t entirely physical.

The moment was magical, even for a man who didn’t deserve even a moment’s worth of happiness. Her skin shimmered and her full lips were swollen from kissing. I leaned down, capturing them again, holding us even more tightly together.

She clung to me. Every breath was labored. Every sigh was strangled.

When I rolled over, pulling her into a sitting position, she laughed and tossed her head down so her hair fanned out against my chest.

“Ride me, sunshine. Ride me.”

Juliette threw her head back, darting her eyes back and forth. When she clamped her knees against me, pressing her palms on my chest, I gripped her hips to hold her in place.

“I wouldn’t want you falling off,” I told her.

“Don’t worry about me, cowboy. My horse whisperer.”

Her bratty attitude allowed me to laugh and I lifted my hips, impaling her with every inch.

“I’m the rider. Remember?” Her playful coo only grabbed the beast in me.

All I could think about was fucking her long and hard.

Instead, she took control, bucking hard against me. Within minutes we were sweaty and panting. The glisten on her skin was way too enticing. I could easily devour this woman without remorse. If that bothered her, I wouldn’t know.

She threw her head back, sliding into another round of rapture. I thrust my hips up once again, my entire body tensed as hers had been before. I could watch her for hours, enjoying the way her long lashes skimmed across her rosy cheeks.

But my control was slipping as my hunger increased.

And I still wasn’t finished with her yet.

“What are you doing?” she asked in the demanding tone that had always irritated me but now seemed adorable.

“Switching positions,” I answered as I lifted her off my pelvis, spinning her around to face the other side. When I placed my hand on the small of her back, pushing her forward, she immediately threw her head over her shoulder.

“Oh, you are so bad.”

“Uh-huh. Keep that in mind, sunshine.”

Her laugh was strangled and her body tensed all over again, relaxing only when I rolled my fingers down her spine. There was something delectable about a woman’s bottom. And hers was rounded and perfect, meant for my large hands. She also needed a good spanking.

That would come when we were finished.

She would learn she couldn’t disobey orders without consequences. I drove my cock back into her tight pussy and she squealed. The angle was entirely different and within seconds, she was bucking against me.

The creak of the bed was something that hadn’t occurred since I’d moved into the house. The sound was pleasing as fuck. Something else that would have irritated me before tonight. Noise. God, I hated odd sounds.

She kept trying to look at me and the way her soft hands wrapped around my legs was about to drive me crazy. I took control, pumping her up and down on my cock. When her body tensed again, I sat up, surprising her all over again.

Together we rocked against each other, explosive heat and electricity spiraling between us. We were panting, the sounds escalating. I’d be damned if I didn’t have fucking shapes almost like stars floating across my vision.

That was also new.

My pulse kicked into high gear and I cupped both her breasts, immediately pinching both nipples. Her cries were amplified, fueling a raging fire. While I wanted this to last, I was barely hanging on, my needs more than spiraling out of control.

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” The single word slipping several times from her mouth was a sweet mantra and a push that I couldn’t ignore.

When I slipped one hand between her legs, she pressed her head against my shoulder. That was all I could take. My body tensed, my balls swollen to the point of agony. The rush as I erupted deep inside was sweet, so much so I let off an intense roar.

There was nothing like the feeling of having my cock buried deep inside of her.

She rubbed my legs, tickling my skin as we both panted from exhaustion and wild satisfaction. My cock continued to throb, the rush lingering in every cell and muscle.

“That was…” she breathed. “Amazing.”

“Yes.” I nuzzled her neck, breathing against her soft skin until I was certain my cock was ready for another round.

But that would wait. What she needed now was my firm hand.

While holding onto her, I shifted back until we were close to the headboard.

“What now, handsome soldier?”

I chuckled against her ear before nipping her earlobe. “Now, I remind you what happens to disobedient women.”

She immediately tensed and within seconds, tried to claw her way from my hold.

“Nope,” I said. “Not going to happen.” I shifted again, planting my feet on the floor, spinning and dumping her over my lap with her head facing the nightstand.

Perfect.

She needed to see exactly what punishment I would dole out for her dangerous disobedience.

I tugged on the drawer, now fighting with her since she was struggling to slide off my lap.

My God, the woman was stronger than she looked, almost managing to buck her way into the floor.

Straining, I was blinded to the contents of the drawer, smashing my hand against the few items until my fingers found what I was looking for.

“What is that?” she huffed, jerking her head up and glaring at the implement in my hand.

“What I’m going to use to give you a spanking.”

“Oh, no, you are not.”

“Oh, yes, I am. You deserve and need it.”

“Is that a… dog brush?”

I grinned from her recognition. “You bet it is. A nice wooden handle and back. Perfect.”

She struggled even harder, flailing her arms and almost knocking it from my hand.

“Stop that or I won’t be a nice guy.”

“You never are.”

Her comment brought another smile. She had a way of doing that, another surprise. I threw my leg around hers, fighting to keep her from hurting herself. Hearing a sound, I noticed Tank had finally meandered into the room, likely because of all the commotion.

He sat on his haunches in the doorway, staring from me to the brush. Maybe he thought it was fur brushing time. “Not yet, buddy. Maybe when I’m finished.”

Not interested in wasting any time, I brought the brush down on her backside. The hard thud was followed by her squeal.

“That hurts.” She was hissing through clenched teeth.

“Yep. Isn’t that what’s supposed to happen?”

She continued wiggling, cursing up a storm. If only she knew how many names I’d been called in my life. I smacked her bottom again, shifting from side to side. Within seconds, she had a nice couple of red spots on her skin.

Hopefully, this would be a decent reminder that she couldn’t go off halfcocked.

She managed to reach far enough, grabbing the handle of the nightstand, even reaching inside.

“Oh, no, you don’t.” I jerked us both to the right, pulling her hand free and continuing.

She didn’t take kindly to my actions, humping my lap to create additional friction.

It was working.

My cock was aching all over again, pulsing against her skin, but I wasn’t going to be swayed that easily. I cracked the brush down six times, keeping a perfect rhythm. Her curses were gaining volume amid the shrieks following each swat.

Suddenly, Tank howled in unison and the entire moment was way too comical. I hadn’t laughed so hard in a long time. It felt good. And strange.

But the lightheartedness wouldn’t prevent me from finishing my task.

I spanked her long and hard, making certain to cover every inch of luscious real estate on her bottom. My little wildcat roared and moaned, her legs kicking futilely underneath my own.

When she finally stopped fighting the inevitable, I relaxed, taking a break and caressing her reddened skin. “Now, you’re going to promise me you won’t do anything stupid like that again.”

She sniffed, wiping away her crocodile tears for sympathy. She had no idea who she was dealing with.

I added four more just for good measure, finally tossing the brush onto the bed. Her quietness was sudden, yet her body continued to quiver.

“Promise me, Juliette. I’m not dicking around about this. We need to be extra cautious.”

“Why? Did something happen?”

Sighing, I had no idea how to answer her. “Not yet, but it will.”

“How can you be so certain?” She yanked her hair away, managing to look up at me.

“My instincts. And they’re never wrong.”

“You’re scaring me.”

“Good. Keep that feeling. Embrace it.”

No, my instincts were always spot on. With Gray yet to return my call, every red flag that had kept me alive was raised.

Danger was headed our way. Only this time, there would be no element of surprise for us.

Right now, we were sitting ducks.