and circled it with her tongue.
He nodded then gasped in a deep breath as she nipped.
“Wel-l-l…” She traced the lines on his chest with the tip of one finger. “These are runes. This is a protection spell. I know you’re stronger than the average cop, but I’m betting you’re still vulnerable to bullets. And the whole point of your task force is to keep the other big baddies in line. So while I’d never try to get between you and your job, I’m still going to worry about you.”
Damien was touched beyond belief. He could live with her painting a protection spell on his chest. It still stunned him that anyone other than his parents would care enough to want him to be safe.
She touched first one thigh and then the other and slanted him a wicked little smile. “One of these is the Japanese character for stamina. The other is for creativity.” She licked her lips before running her hand along the letters on his cock. “You want to know what this one says?”
He nodded.
She narrowed her eyes and stared into his as her fingers traced the lines. “This one is just a simple statement of fact. M-I-N-E. Mine. As in, this…” She wrapped her hand around his shaft and squeezed. “Belongs to Katie. And only Katie. You have a problem with that?”
“Goddess, no!” He’d forgotten he wasn’t supposed to speak. “I love you, Katie Calhoun. Why the hell would I want to be with anyone else?”
Chapter Five
Katie froze as Damien’s heartfelt whisper registered in her brain. He squeezed his eyes shut and tugged lightly at the cuffs. “Not exactly how I planned to say it. Let me go, cherie , so I can hold you.”
She scrambled up the bed, grabbed the key off her nightstand and hurried to unlock his wrists. When she leaned over he lifted his head and nipped her left breast through the leather bustier. She fumbled the key and groaned at the pleasure. As soon as he let up, she finished freeing him and almost instantly found herself flat on her back on the bed, gazing up into Damien’s incredible gray eyes.
“I love you, Damien.” She was so choked up the words came out as a hoarse whisper.
“I love you, Katie. More than I’d ever dreamed I could love anyone. I know this is sudden, but it’s real. I know that with every fiber of my being.”
“It’s real.” There wasn’t the faintest shadow of a doubt in her mind. He was her other half, her perfect mate. Stone and earth.
“I’ve got to have you, cherie . I need to be inside you right now.” His rampant erection pushed into her stomach and he rubbed against her.
“Please.” She shifted her hips, trying to get pressure where she needed it. Her needy pussy wept while her vaginal muscles clenched tight, begging to be filled.
Damien pushed aside the soaked thong and shoved inside. “ Oui .”
“Yes!” Their simultaneous cries echoed against the high ceilings of the loft. He set an urgent pace, but it wasn’t enough. “Harder, Damien. I need you hard and fast this time.”
“Anything, mon ange .” He pistoned his thick shaft in and out of her, the force of it making her gasp with every stroke.
She dug her nails into his back and he bit down on her nipple through the bustier before nosing the leather aside and taking the abused nub into his mouth. He pulled hard, the delicious suction timed to match the thrust of his cock.
“Damien!” She called his name as the stars exploded around her. Damien speeded up, the increased pace driving her to yet another unbelievable peak. This time when she screamed his name he held himself deep, flooding her womb. Her drawn-out orgasm continued and so did his, jet after jet of his hot seed filling her core. By the time they both finished, neither one of them could breathe, let alone speak. Finally, he rolled to the side, taking her with him, one leg thrown over his to hold their bodies together, still fused like two
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