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He broke the kiss so I could tug his shirt over his head.Then he grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled back on it, leaving my neck open and bare.He sank his face into the crook between my shoulder and collarbone, sucking on my skin.

“You’re mine,” he mumbled, kissing all over.“Mine.Mine.Mine.Mine.Mine.Mine.Mine.”

I curled my fingers around his muscular shoulders, my head lolling back and a soft moan leaving my mouth.He groaned against my skin, his hands sliding up my back, yanking me closer until there wasn’t a centimeter of space between us.

Once he tugged off my top, I ground against him, my fingers digging into his muscle, the heat beginning to rush through my body.I clenched, desperate and aching for him to be inside me already.

This was wrong.It always had been.But I didn’t care.

“Please,” I whimpered.“I need it.”

I deepened the kiss, fingers tangling in his hair.When he reached down between us to pull himself out of his jeans, my stomach flipped.We had had sex before, many times, but I felt like it was that first night again, back at that party.

“Don’t hold back.”I hovered above him, letting him line up at my entrance.“Please, do?—”

Another moan left my mouth as he pushed himself up into me.My eyes rolled back inside my head, and I brushed my hips against his, desperate to be filled.He groaned into my mouth and gripped my waist tightly.

“Hellcat,” he murmured.

I bucked my hips again, slow and deliberate.“Calix …”

He wrapped me up into his strong embrace and slammed up into me, groaning again into my mouth.I sat back down on his huge cock, letting him get even deeper inside my tight little pussy.He lifted me up once more.Toes curled, I dropped my hips back, another groan leaving both our mouths.

It started slowly; he’d lift me up, and I’d sit back down.

But it quickly turned into him lifting me up and dropping me back down as he pounded into me.Faster and faster and faster and even faster.Until the entire car was shaking.I cried out in pleasure, the pressure rising higher and higher inside me.

“I love you,” he mumbled against my lips, slamming up into me.“I love you so much.”

My heart raced, and I exploded around him.“I love you too.God, I love you too!”

CHAPTERSIXTY-THREE

CALIX

Astrid sat in my lap,breathing heavily while staring at me in surprise.I looked back with the same expression, my brows drawn together slightly.The words still hung in the air between us, thick and heavy.

I love you.

In the heat of the moment, I’d let it slip out.I was so engrossed in every part of her, so obsessed with her, so desperate for her, that I let it out, and I couldn’t take it back.But she said it too.She had told me that … that she loved me.

Her gaze dropped to my lips for a brief moment, and then she tucked some hair behind her ear and smiled, moving closer to brush her nose against mine.“I love you, Calix.I love you so much.I’m not going to take it back.”

I pressed my forehead against hers, my heart racing inside my chest.My hands were on her waist, drawing her closer.I brushed my lips over hers, everything melting away outside of us.All my pain, all my fears, all my rage … gone.

While I wasn’t supposed to say it, she wasn’t supposed to say it back.

And now …

“I love you,” I murmured against her mouth.“I’m sorry.”

“What are you sorry for?”

After pulling back enough to look at her, I cupped her face in my hands.Her cheeks were flushed, her lips were swollen, and her eyes were filled with … with something that I had only seen when she looked at Frasier.

“For everything that’s happened these past few days,” I whispered.

She blinked at me a couple of times.“It’s okay.”