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I pushed inside her slowly, feeling the tightness engulf me as she gasped, her pussy squeezing my cock as I glided inside. Her body clenched at my intrusion but Apple welcomed me with a sigh of pleasure that pushed me closer to the edge. “You’re so damn perfect,” I muttered against her skin as I began to move. “Made for me.”

“Deacon!” Apple whimpered as I filled her, her eyes rolled back as she arched in pleasure. When she bucked against me, meeting my strokes with fervor, I growled my praise of her body’s acceptance of me. Our mouths crashed together in a hot, desperate kiss.

I ground my hips against hers, needing to put friction against her clit. I was riding the edge of my control, and I’d be damned if I came before her. Her fingers dug into my shoulders again, dragging her nails down my back as she adjusted her grip. Her body was damp with sweat beneath mine, the smell of sex creating an intoxicating mixture with the scent of her freshly washed bedding and her own natural scent.

Her breathing quickened, and I knew she was about to come. When she cried out my name and screamed, her cunt milked me of my own release. My hoarse shout mingled with hercries, and I emptied myself with force as deep in her pussy as I could. I hadn’t used a condom and she hadn’t insisted. It was a bullshit move, but I’d told her I was making her mine. It was time she realized I absolutely would keep my promise to her. I wanted her with me forever, and I’d do anything I had to, to make it happen.

When we were both spent, I collapsed on top of her, trying my damnedest to catch my breath before I had to look up at her and admit I’d taken her choice from her again. I wasn’t sorry. I braced myself for her anger.

“Apple, honey.”

“I think you’ve killed me,” she breathed out, then chuckled. “My God, that was spectacular.”

I grinned as I kissed the sensitive skin behind her ear. She shivered, holding me to her. Her pussy gave an interested squeeze. My cock responded by trying to harden again. “Youwere spectacular.”

“You know, I really shouldn’t start a new relationship with you when you’re still making decisions for me.” She stroked my hair as we lay there.

“Oh? What decision did I make for you, Applejack?” As if I didn’t know.

She snorted. “You came inside me. Don’t you think that’s something we should have discussed?”

“Yeah. But I’m not gonna apologize. I’ll never lie to you, and puttin’ my cum in this pussy is not something I’ll ever be sorry for.”

“I’d argue, but the more ties we have weaving us together the better. Besides, if you break up with me again and try to take another woman, I will be petty as shit and make both your lives a living hell. Worse, so will Lemon. And quite possibly Venus.”

“You’ve become good friends with Venus?”

“Good enough. I think she’s thinking about asking to joinGrim Road. She and Lemon have formed some kind of bond. They help each other.”

“Good. Piston says he’s claimin’ her so that'll work out great for everyone.”

“I know. She’s putting him off. I thought when they came back from looking for the guy who’d sent men to kidnap Venus they’d have a stronger bond, but if anything she seems to be fighting harder.”

“And he’s still alive?”

Apple’s eyes widened. “Right? See, that’s what I thought too! Which means…” We both answered my question at the same time. “She wants him.”

We shared a laugh for a few minutes. I kissed her and petted her, praising her for the pleasure she’d given me. Then I pushed off the bed, taking her with me to the bathroom.

I kept my arm around her as I adjusted the water temperature in the shower. Then we both got in and I helped her wash. Then I took her from behind and washed her again.

By the time we tumbled into bed, she was drooping with exhaustion and more than a little endorphin drop. I held her against my chest, kissing her forehead just so I could feel her soft, smooth skin beneath my lips. Just before I drifted off, I heard my phone buzz again. I knew I needed to take the call, but I just couldn’t be bothered at the moment. Whatever it was, it would wait.

Chapter Twelve

Apple

Whoever was banging on my door was gonna die in the most painful way possible. I might not be able to do it myself, but I was pretty sure I could sweet talk Lemon or Venus into doing something horrific.

“What the fuck?” I sat up, covering myself with the sheet.

“Imma kill a motherfucker,” Deacon muttered before he kissed the top of my head and got out of bed. He didn’t bother to put on pants, just opened the bedroom door and stomped into the living room.

I hastily put on his T-shirt before following him, getting there just as he threw open the door. Naked as the day he was born.

“This better be fuckin’ good, Falcon.”

“Jesus, man!” Falcon took a couple steps back from Deacon, raising his hands in defense. He also turned his head away and shut his eyes tightly.

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