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“Always,” he says.

“Now we are going to finish what we started, then you can tell me everything.”

He nods and I smash my mouth to his, taking what I need from him. Vero kisses me while I walk him backward until his legs hit the bed. He goes down, pulling me with him, and I move my knee between his. My anger is gone, and I’m simply relieved he is okay and here with me again.

Pulling back from the kiss, he watches me, his hair still disheveled from my earlier grip on it.

“Take off your shirt.” I don’t have to ask twice. He shimmies off his shirt and throws it on the floor as I do the same.

I love looking at him, running my hand down his chest and stomach, and he shivers. His body responds to my touch, and it never gets old. Leaning down, I nip at his neck, and he tilts his head back, making a sound that makes me want to eat him. I work my way down his lean muscles, licking and kissing. He arches up, and I press him flat against the sheets with one hand on his sternum.

“Stay still,” I growl.

He tries, terribly I might add, but that’s just him. Vero is never able to stay still even for a second. I take my time, working my mouth over every part of him.

He helps me get his sweats down and kicks them aside, but the second I touch his skin, he slips his hand beneath my pants and starts pulling them down.

“I need you,” he whispers.

I press my thumb into the crease of his hip. “You’re going to let me do this my way.”

He nods, and I move my mouth lower until I reach the inside of his thigh. His whole body goes tense, and he shakes as his legs clamp together in a vice grip.

With a laugh, I sit up and look at him, figuring I have tortured him enough.

Settling myself between his legs, I wrap my hand around my cock, and he watches me warily, then reaches over and grabs the lube off the bedside table, opening the cap and squirting it right where I need it. I work it over my cock with a salacious groan. When I press into him I go slowly, needing to savor how it feels, how Vero’s head tips back and he whispers my name. I still for a moment once I’m all the way in, then drop my head to his shoulder.

His body knows mine, the same way mine knows his; we fit together as if we were sculpted this way. I press my mouth to his neck and suck, leaving my mark. I’m feeling very territorial and need this moment, this sign to show the world he is mine.

“You feel perfect,” I say, and he whines in response as I pull back and thrust inside again, showing him how much he means to me. “Look at you taking my cock.”

His gaze locks with mine, and he stares into my soul. When Kayla said he’d healed a part of her soul, I knew exactly what she meant. He heals me in ways I never knew were possible; Vero completes me.

I pick up the pace, and his hands tighten on my back. Vero is vocal, not that it’s a secret what we were doing. But if it were, everyone would know. Every sound he makes tells me exactly what I need to know.

“That’s it, fuck, I love sinking my cock into you.” He shudders beneath me as I thrust in hard and bottom out. “The way your body responds to me, fuck I love it so much.”

“Brawley . . . Fuck, fuck me, please keep fucking me.”

“I’ve got you.”

As I thrust in hard, his whole body arches off the bed, so I wrap my hand around the back of his neck and pull him up for a kiss. I press my lips to his and rotate my hips, causing him to come apart beneath me, digging his fingernails into my back. I work him through it, as he shakes and releases a strangled cry.

He goes slack under me, but I only give him ten seconds before I pull out and flip him over onto his stomach, then push back inside him. I grab his hips and fuck him hard as he writhes beneath me until I lose all control, until I come grunting his name.

I move us back onto our sides, leaving my cock inside him, while wrapping my arm tight around his waist.

“Now tell me everything,” I say, then listen intently as he recalls everything he did over the three days he was gone.

“I can’t believe you let Cave cut out your chip,” I finally say.

“Me neither. He had his chance to kill me and didn’t take it, so maybe he isn’t as bad as I thought.”

“It was stupid.”

“I panicked. She was in that coffin, and I needed to do something. I planned to kill Cave until I realized it wasn’t his fault.”

“It could have ended badly.”