Dawn Endeavor 4: Gunnar's Game

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Authors: Marie Harte
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    Fortunately, Ava left his room and closed the door behind her. He missed her the moment she left. But aside from pining for the woman he couldn't have, he felt a huge wave of unease. Ava had sounded as if she expected to have him in the end.
    And that would spell disaster.
    The uncanny woman had a knack for getting under his skin. His eyes nearly crossed at the thought of tasting more than her arousal off her fingertips. He could too easily imagine going down on her, eating her out until she cried his name, then fucking her so hard they saw stars.

    He grimaced down at his painful erection and stripped. Heading for his shower—which was what he'd initially come back to the room to do—he stepped into the stall and let the cold water flow. But it did nothing to stem his arousal, especially when he heard a few hoarse shouts from his team caught up in their mates.
    Gunnar jerked himself off twice more before he found a measure of peace. He fell asleep in his bed, awash in her scent.
    For the first time in a long time, he slept like the dead. But he dreamed of Ava, all the same.

Chapter Four

    Lonnie shot up in bed, covered in sweat. The dreams had come again. Blurred images of death, torment, and the ultimate prize out of reach. He ran his hands over his face and through his hair, glad he'd at least woken alone. The sound of a shower told him Melissa hadn't yet left his hotel room. Arriving hours earlier, the annoying bitch had whined and complained, but at least she'd agreed to suck him off so he could catch some sleep.
    Melissa defined the ideal of a wet dream. She had long blonde hair, blue eyes, full, pretty tits, and a tight cunt that could wring him dry with ease. Unfortunately, her constant clinginess was wearing thin.
    When they'd first met, he'd seen her instant response and had been glad of it.
    He considered himself an attractive man, but he knew what had really drawn her to him. Power. Lonnie could manipulate psychic energy as easily as he'd influenced his peers and superiors in his long trip up the political ladder. Now he had more than mental strength, but the position in Washington to do great and terrible things.
    A chance meeting with Jack Keiser had convinced him Melissa would be the key to giving Lonnie the edge he needed. Jack had been perfect. A spotless record with the government, the instincts of a deadly hunter, and the psychic status as one of the Psychic Warfare Program's—the PWP's—best new recruits. A few blasts of Lonnie's psychic energy, and he'd convinced Jack that Jack and Melissa had married. Quite a coup, because not only had Lonnie been able to keep tabs on the Circs, but he'd had firsthand knowledge of how Jack worked in the field.

    Lonnie rubbed his fingers together, pleased at the fiery tingle they produced.
    When Melissa stepped out of the bathroom, her hair damp, clad in a towel, she stopped at the sight of him.
    He spread his naked thighs, aroused at the thought of controlling her once more. Melissa had such strong shields. Taking them down, brick by painful brick, aroused him to no end. “Come here.”
    She smiled, no doubt thinking herself in love. Selfish, vain, and needy, Melissa Ramirez was just his type of woman. He didn't bother hiding his physical response to her beauty as she drew close. “On your knees, my dear.” She knelt before him.
    “I think next time we'll bring Grayson in to join our fun.” He knew how much she loathed anything related to the Circs.
    She frowned at him, and he touched her right between the eyes. He concentrated a blast of manipulation, and her frown eased.
    “Whatever you want, lover.”
    “Yes, whatever I want,” he repeated. He looked to the nightstand. “Get me the lube.”
    Melissa blanched. “But I thought—”
    “Do it.”
    He could tell she tried to fight the compulsion, but she couldn't. Her fear felt delightfully thick as it settled over him.
    “That's it.” He watched her return with the tube in hand. “Now

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