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go on forever, I could tell he was close to coming, his body tensing even more than before. Within seconds, I could no longer contain my needs, another orgasm threatening to rush over me.

Breaking the kiss, he kissed my eyelids, issuing another command. “Open your eyes for me, sweet doctor. Watch as I fill you with my seed.”

I slowly opened them as he rose onto his hands, using the power of his massive arms to stay hovering over me. His long hair framed his face, the stream of moonlight allowing me to catch a glimpse of his eyes as he pumped harder and faster. Within seconds, he was taking shallow breaths, his entire body shaking.

“Come for me. Come…” he managed, driving even more brutally, skin slapping against skin.

He was a wild man, so savage in his actions and there was no way I could hold back. As the orgasm shifted down my legs, powering into me, I clamped my muscles.

“Fuck. Fuck!” When he threw his head back and roared as he erupted deep inside, I fell into the beautiful place of pure ecstasy.

If only this could last.

If only fantasies could come true.

If only…

Chapter 8

Jack

Subterfuge.

That’s all I could think about after rethinking about the way Dante has assigned the case. It wasn’t entirely about whether or not I liked working with a partner. I was furious that the Italian had leveraged something so private for his own benefit. Why? What good could it possibly do? What power could anyone surrounding Lindsey’s father have?

Only she had the answer, whether she was aware of it or not.

The memory wasn’t one I cared to think about, even though the photograph had been the single reason I’d accepted the assignment. Dante had pulled a card that I didn’t think he had in him. I fisted my hand, rubbing it down the length of my pants. I should have known better than to think I would be able to shove aside all my emotions.

I sighed and leaned my head against the door, the thin clouds adding ominous shadows across the brightly lit moon, still thinking about the hours at the beach. After reading the file twice, I’d spent the better part of twenty-four hours on a drunken binge, unable to cope with making a decision. However, I’d known from the second Dante had walked out the door that I was cornered, incapable of saying no.

That alone continued to keep me on edge, building the same kind of rage I’d felt twice before. Both times had been because of betrayal. Only one because of my time spent in the military. Exhaling, I pulled the glass to my head, the same ache occurring as had the second I’d seen her photograph.

Dr. Lindsey Walters. The woman could have accepted any position in the world, but she’d chosen to chuck it all in search of saving people in a foreign and very dangerous country. While I didn’t take her for being stupid or irresponsible on any level, from what I’d learned from the file, she’d made the critical decision to alter her life in a matter of hours.

When that kind of thing happened, it usually meant the person was running from something or had a significant secret to hide. Why did I have the distinct feeling it was both in her case? Whatever the reason, I also had the distinct feeling the three of us had been placed together for a reason.

Another motivation to bolster the anger.

I shifted my weight and the feel of the weapon sticking out of the waistband of my pants was comforting. I’d grown used to having a gun with me at all times, even on the damn private beach in front of my house. Life was too fucking short, but I was growing weary of distrusting everyone, second guessing a smile from a clerk in a store or an odd look from across the street. I’d almost lost my cool more times than I could count.

Dante had once told me I was perfect for the job. A man with no attachments, no family, and no conscience. He was right on all counts.

Damn if it wasn’t lonely as fuck.

“I’m going to check the perimeter,” Diego said from several feet behind me.

I nodded without giving him a single glance. Even from where I was standing, I gathered a fresh scent of her covering his body. He’d been with her again. It pissed me off. While I didn’t have the right since she was nobody to me, my