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“Come for me, Tally,” he demanded, and damn it, how did he know I was so close? When he flicked a thumb over my clit and pressed, I bowed up, pressure releasing as the best orgasm yet hit me like a tidal wave. Tears sprung to my eyes and for a blinding moment, I felt so connected, so together with him that it felt like I’d never be alone again.

Chapter 10

Rurick

Lexi’s face as she came for me was always beautiful, but when she came around my cock, it was exquisite. I memorized every moan and sigh she made, each minute facial expression. From the way her eyes rolled back and her lashes fluttered, to the raggedness of her breathing. I particularly loved the pink in her cheeks and the tight grip she had on my cock.

I couldn’t move but that was okay, I’d wait until she softened around me and then I’d stoke her fire once more. Next time, we’d tumble together and I’d make sure she shouted my name when we did.

Rubbing my hand along her belly, I reached up and tweaked her nipple through the lace of her black bra. She shook around me, her arms jerking on the restraints in the most enticing fashion; heat in her eyes. I tested the grip of her passage on my cock with soft little surges and soon her wetness let me pick up the pace again. Pleasure streaked through me, each push putting me closer to the edge.

Determined that she’d be right there with me, I found her clit again and started stroking that in time with my thrusts. When she started fluttering along my length my vision whited out from the intense pleasure and my release crashed through me hard. I groaned her name, pressed harder on her clit, and with stuttering strokes tried to find that special spot inside her.

She jerked, her walls clenching down hard on me, sucking me in and wringing every drop of seed from my cock. “Rurick!” she shouted, arms straining above her head, her spine arching so her bountiful breasts were pushed towards my chest. I felt each spasm of her passage, drawing me closer, connecting me to her in ways I never knew sex could.

When she came down from her release she looked exhausted, as spent as I felt. I didn’t want to withdraw from her heat, I wanted to stay inside of her for as long as she let me. With her arms tied above her head, it couldn’t be the most comfortable position to rest though, even if it was very sexy. Reaching up, I gently started to free her from the ties, stroking her arms to massage any kinks out of them.

“You should sleep, Lexi. You’re safe in here,” I said to her when she was lying limply beneath me on the bed, trustingly staring up at me. That was a kick to the chest, to see that kind of trust in the eyes of another. My brother trusted me, he understood that loyalty to my family was something I’d never break. I had a few friends who had proven their own brand of loyalty, brotherhood, but anyone else? They knew what kind of person I was. My only close bonds were to males, never a female. I felt honored that Lexi would look at me like that, so quickly, so sweetly.

“What about you?” she asked sleepily. Her eyes dropped from my face down to where I was still lodged between her silky thighs. She smiled, a flirty, teasing kind of look that made my stomach clench with a renewed burst of arousal. Her inner muscles tightened around me, letting me know that she might not be as tired as she looked.

My first inclination was to take her up on that little tease, this first round had only whetted my appetite. Then I shook my head, protective instincts winning out. Carefully sliding myself free, I stroked her belly. “I will watch over you.” I didn’t need to go far to reach the small lavatory and shower unit where I quickly heated a damp cloth so I could clean her. She watched me through hooded eyes, letting me wipe the seed and sweat from her skin and her sexy pussy.

Only when I was satisfied she was clean did I help her settle beneath the thick, luxurious duvet on my bunk. I joined her not long after, shucking off my leather pants at last and curling naked around her smaller body. I made sure I was between her and the nearest exit, my hand never straying far from where my favorite pistol was tucked away.

Lexi curled up against my chest, fitting perfectly beneath my chin and in my arms. She was asleep in minutes, her breathing evening out into a steady rhythm. No wonder, she’d been through the wringer tonight. I couldn’t believe how fast things had moved the moment I’d caught her delicious scent inside that office building.

Just that morning I’d been thinking I’d never retire and take Mads up on joining him in running his bar. Tonight, with my arms full of my mate, my Tally, I was thinking that it actually sounded like the perfect idea. She’d be safe, she’d be a gem as she worked behind the bar and I could run security like my friend wanted.

I lost myself to the fantasy first, imagining the two of us with an actual home to go to each evening, of making love in a giant bed. Maybe even have kids someday and have my brother and his family over for dinners. Any of those thoughts normally would have seemed stifling, but Lexi’s presence there, that changed everything. I fell asleep dreaming of a life with her, but worry gnawed at the back of my mind that things hadn’t quite been resolved yet. Agosta still wanted her dead.

Chapter 11

Lexi

I woke up warm, comfortable, and slightly squashed beneath a heavy arm and part of Rurick’s chest. Turns out, he liked to sleep on his belly, and he’d tucked me half under him, throwing one leg over my thighs and pinning me in place. It wasn’t a bad place to be in as normally restlessness in my legs would wake me long before I wanted. With him pinning me in place that hadn’t happened and I’d slept deeper than I had expected.

It was the soft bleeping noise coming from somewhere near the front of the ship that had drawn me to wakefulness. It sounded like a com signal trying to connect but Rurick was still breathing deeply next to me, sound asleep and not responding. I turned to study his features, softer in repose but still slightly alien and foreign. Golden dusky skin that glimmered faintly in the artificial lighting, his cheekbones sharply defined as they tapered toward his elfin ears. He was kinda cute like this.

I didn’t get to contemplate him for long, the insisted beeping continued for a short while and then it clicked through into a recording. Rurick liked to screen his calls and now I was privy to a gruff male voice barking his name through the one-sided connection. “Rurick, I’m expecting your proof of death on that thieving little girl. Yeah, that’s right, I did my own research. I know it’s that girl you made off with last night. You want your fucking payment, you better get me my damn proof and my files.”

A wave of dread washed over me. That was some stranger demanding proof I was dead just because I’d seen, and taken, those damn files. I glanced at Rurick’s handsome face, the sharp glint of a fang at the corner of his mouth, then down along his muscular arm. Had I let myself get completely played for a fool? Had I gone along for the ride just because I’d wanted to have a taste of danger, flirt with darkness?

What if Rurick had seen an easy lay in me? Had he said whatever he needed to just to get me in bed, while fully planning on killing me for that money after? I didn’t really want to believe that, what we’d shared earlier had been so raw and perfect, it felt wrong to consider it meaningless. Still, I had been putting my life, and my body, in the hands of an assassin, a man who readily admitted to a very flawed moral compass.

Before I could convince myself that I was worried for nothing, I shuffled out from beneath his body and started dressing. I felt better when I was covered up, less exposed, and even more certain that I was being a total idiot for trusting him.

I was at the door to his ship, my purse and those files in my hands when I paused. I was overreacting, leading with my heart instead of my mind, or was I? I couldn’t decide which part of me was in the lead when I tried to open the door and leave. Was it my heart trying to tell me to stay there, to take the plunge and fall head over heels for a kinda bad but extremely sexy man? Or was I letting panic over letting someone get so close so quickly lead me to run?

I was a complete basket case and just the fact that lust and passion had so closely gotten tangled with my feelings already, made me think that this ‘mate’ thing was real. Or was that wishful thinking? I yanked on the door handle to the airlock and it hissed when it opened for me. I didn’t know anymore what I should be doing so I went with what a rational, normal person probably would. And nobody in their right mind would trust an assassin.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Rurick demanded darkly, his fist slamming down on the door above my head, shutting the portal with a heavy thud. Startled, I dropped my purse and the file, the papers fluttering away around our feet. When I glanced up, he looked furious, his eyes hard as steel in his slightly alien face. His mouth was drawn in a grim line, and his chest felt huge as he got right into my face, crowding me against the cold metal.

“Out,” I said stubbornly, “I just need to catch some air, it’s a little stifling in here.” I tried hard not to glance down his body, shivering when I realized that he’d pulled on pants but left them unbuttoned. He had no right to look this sexy when I was trying to get my thoughts sorted, he was far too tempting when he was awake.

“Are you crazy? There’s a mobster out there who wants you dead. Without protection, he’ll get to you in a heartbeat!” He crowded even closer, pressing his body against mine, pinning me in place. I should have been scared but instead, a shiver of arousal ran up my spine, I was definitely going mental if I thought it was hot to get trapped like this. He leaned on his elbows on either side of my head, his lower body pinning me to the door, and it was definitely turning me on.

I pressed my palms to his chest but he didn’t budge an inch, all hard, defined muscle and coiled power. “I heard that call!” I said, unable to keep my emotions from spilling over. Fine, if revealing this was when he said “Yeah got ya, I figured I’d fuck you first.” Then so be it, better that I knew.