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“Come,” I commanded her, and she cried out, clenching around me, coming hard.

I marveled as pure pleasure racked her little body. She bucked against me as her nails drew blood. Her eyelids feathered closed as she whimpered my name.

“Yes, that’s my girl, my beautiful, beautiful girl.” I held her to me as I slowed down to let her recover a bit, caressing her back as she fought to control her breathing.

“My turn. Hold on to me,” I growled into her ear. I scooted us forward enough so she could wrap her legs around my waist.

My mouth moved across her neck, but she grabbed my face and brought her lips to mine. I took her offering, kissing her in desperation. Instant fire coursed through me as I consumed her. Her arms wrapped around my neck and massaged me.

I thrust into her with shallow strokes, rubbing the base of my cock against her clit with each thrust. It was so easy to get lost in her as wave after wave of pleasure shot through me. Hearing her whimper and moan was exquisite and so damn intimate. I made sweet love to her, my hands caressing her back, her ass.

She was panting once more, and her hands pushed the hair back from my face. “Ivan?” she cried out, sounding afraid. I felt it too. The connection between us had reached a spiritual level.

“I’ve got you, little love. I’ll never let you go. You’re safe,” I whispered as I clutched her.

“I need you to know I love you so much. So fucking much,” she gasped, her legs shaking. She sunk her hands into my hair. “Always and forever, you will be my beloved.”

I let out a guttural, primal sound at her words, and my body tightened and jerked beneath her. Roaring out her name, I poured myself deep into her pussy. She ground against me, throwing her head back. She came again, her mouth parted, with no sound coming out. Silent tears streamed down her face as she exploded around me.

The strength of her orgasm was staggering. I held her as we stroked every bit of pleasure out of one another that we could. She whispered my name over and over in my ear, collapsing in my arms, utterly spent. I scooted back, clinging to her. As her eyes closed, I slid out, and her breathing became deep.

I’d never experienced anything like making love to her, my release so powerful it rocked me. Holding her tiny frame against my chest, her soft breath against my flesh, was like a gentle, warm summer breeze. It was absolute heaven to have her in my arms again. I kissed her forehead and watched her sleep for a long time.

“Little love,” I murmured in her ear, knowing she was in a deep sleep state. She sighed contently at the sound of my voice.

“You’re mine. I’ve wasted so much time trying to run from you. I’ll never let you go.” I pulled her tighter, running my fingers through her hair and losing myself in the soothing motion. So much so that I was startled when Alek’s voice rang out.

“Took your stubborn ass long enough.” He was leaning against the doorframe.

“How long have you been there?” I teased, smiling and feeling light. Kinsley stirred.

“Is that my Reaper creeper, come to see me?” she asked sleepily, her eyes struggling to open.

“Good morning, kitten. Did you sleep well?” He stalked closer to the bed, bent down, and kissed her cheek.

“I did. Guess what? Ivan loves me again,” she said shyly.

“Does he, now?” He laughed as I shook my head.

I smacked her on the ass. “I don’t recall saying those exact words to you.”

She whipped her head around. “You don’t have to say the words. None of you do. I know it. I feel it here.” She put her hand on her heart, then rolled over, stopping to make sure the sheet was covering her. Patting her side of the bed, she gestured for Alek to sit.

“Plus, Ivan wants to get me a set of nipple clamps and also a clamp for my…with a chain…” Her words trailed off as Alek raised an eyebrow, and I threw my head back in laughter as she corrected herself.

“I mean, it also has a clit clamp. He wants me desperate for him. If that doesn’t say I love you, I don’t know what does.” Her face turned the loveliest shade of red. “Does it hurt a lot, though? Like on a scale of one to ten? What are we talking?” Her brow furrowed.

“You’re killing me,” I said, raking a hand through my hair.

Alek hugged her and turned to me. “Why don’t you take my night tonight? Spend the entire day together, just the two of you. I recall I owe you a favor. The guys and I will take your interviews for the day.”

Alek’s face was so serene at that moment, and I loved that he knew I needed more time with her. He grinned slyly as he handed me a small duffle bag. “Marcus insisted I bring this with me. I see why now.”

Chapter 48

Ivan

Meeting Vanya