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His words break something open in me.

I cry out, my body tightening around him as I shatter. Wave after wave crashing through me. He doesn’t stop. He holds me steady as I come undone.

Then he lets go.

His hips slam into mine, harder now, deeper, chasing his own release. The sound of our bodies, the heat, the breathless groans. All of it builds to a fever pitch.

“Fuck,” he grits out as he spills inside me. One final thrust. One final groan.

And then we’re still.

He collapses beside me, breath ragged. One arm pulls me into his chest like he never plans to let go. And maybe he won’t.

My heart’s still pounding when I whisper against his skin.

“Your room’s nice.”

He huffs a soft laugh.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” I pause, then tilt my head to look at him. “Mind if I sleep here tonight?”

His eyes flare with something deeper than lust. Something permanent.

“You’re not just sleeping here,” he murmurs, brushing his lips against mine. “You’restaying.”

Chapter 9

Caleb

It’s3a.m.whenViper knocks at my door.

“It’s time,” he says, voice low and grim.

I glance down at Nya. She's curled beside me, her hair a halo of brown curls against my pillow, lips parted slightly as she sleeps.

Peaceful. Gorgeous.

Barely a few hours ago, she was trembling beneath me, soft gasps in my ear, her hands clinging to me like I was something worth holding on to.

She is everything.

My fingers brush over her cheek, and I lean down to kiss her. Soft, slow, like I want it to last until I’m back.

Her eyes flutter open, sleep-hazed and beautiful. “Mmm... what time is it?” she murmurs.

“Too early.” I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’ve got business. You stay here.”

Her eyes sharpen slightly. “The kind that involves danger?”

I hesitate, then brush my thumb across her cheek. “The kind that keeps people safe. Young girls this time.”

Her lashes lower, but she doesn’t push. She knows better than to ask for details I can’t give.

I kiss her again, memorizing the warmth of her lips. “Lock the door behind me. Don’t leave.”

She blinks, then gives a mock salute. “Yes, sir,” she says, sass dripping from her sleepy voice.