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“Shut up.” I tugged his cock and brought the head to my lips. “What part of not telling me what to do didn’t you hear?”

His only response was a moan as I took him into my mouth and started working him. Wrapping my hair around his fist, he guided me up and down, almost, but not quite too deep. I wrapped tight fingers around the base of his shaft, following the movement of my mouth.

“Holy fuck, Tiger.”

Cupping his balls, I gave them a light tug as I moaned around his cock. I could see his abs and thighs tensing and backed off. How would we explain to the emergency room nurse that he’d ripped the stitches he’d just gotten?

Pulling my hair, he stopped me. “Stand up, Tiger. I need to come inside you.” He lifted me as if I weighed nothing. He was not as injured as I’d thought.

Wrapping my legs around him, I raked my teeth over the stubble on his neck and clawed at his back. He was mine, and I intended to mark him.

Setting me down, he spun me to face the table and pushed me over in that dominating way that turned me on. I palmed the wood and flattened myself against the cool surface, waiting for him to impale me with Rex. Instead, his tongue licked the length of my folds before returning to my clit.

He forced my legs wider, alternating between fingering and licking me in ways that built a white-hot fire within me.

Then he stood and speared me deep with one long thrust, giving me the fullness I craved. “You’re so fucking wet for me, baby.” He began rapid, forceful thrusts, filling me to my limit. “Baby, you feel so fucking good.”

I craned my neck to look back at him. “I’m wet every time I think of you, Cobra.” Yes, taking me like this, he was my deadly Cobra, my man, my SEAL.

He pushed me against the table with one hand and gripped my hips with the other, powering into me at an increasing pace. In mere minutes, I came apart, a toe-curling orgasm shuddering through me as I cried out his name.

“Fuck, baby,” he roared as he shoved deep and held.

I felt the pulses of his release inside me as his climax rolled over him.

Panting loudly, he leaned over my back. “You and me, Tiger, you and me.”

Later that night,I panted all over again, my heart still pounding from my latest orgasm. I rolled over in the sheets and closed my eyes to enjoy the post-orgasmic bliss.

Our first make-up sex had been raw and feral, the second session energetic, and the third this evening had been slow, languid lovemaking—all of them equally satisfying.

“I have something for you,” he said as he gently cleaned me with a warm washcloth.

I opened my eyes and gasped.

He held open a box with a gorgeous emerald earring and necklace set. “I want you to wear these.”

I levered myself up. “They’re beautiful.”

“To match your eyes. You have to wear them. The necklace has a tracker to keep you safe. Just in case.”

I recoiled. “Didn’t we just have this discussion? You can’t tell me what to do.”

He tensed for a second, then blew out a breath. “I’d like it,” he drawled, “if you’d wear it. I’d feel better knowing you were safe.”

I cocked my head. “I’ll think about it.” I liked being Duke Hawk’s woman, but that didn’t include wearing an electronic leash.

He broke the awkward silence. “Lucas tells me you picked the door lock and almost got away.”

I nodded.

“That’s pretty badass. How’d you learn that?”

“From the master chief Dad hired after I was kidnapped.”

Duke was the first person I’d ever used thekidnapword with.

“Hmm... I’ll have to thank him someday for taking care of you.”

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