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clutched at his muscle-corded upper arms. Everything froze between one thrust and the next. A moment of perfect stillness. Then he moved, drove his cock deep inside her, his pelvis grinding against hers to trap her clit between them.
    Pleasure broke and exploded through her with the force of a supernova. She screamed, his name, something else, she had no idea, and was washed under by the strength of the wave. Pulses followed. Pulses of pure ecstasy vibrated through her, each one driven by a hard thrust of his hips as he chased his own release. His thrusts grew harder and faster, jolting her and the bed beneath them so much her breasts jiggled with each movement.
    Then, finally, he pushed into her a last time, buried his cock as deep as it would go and came with a bellow.
     
    ***
     
    The day of the operation dawned bright, if not exactly early, for Rudi. By the time she woke up, Nick was gone. In his place, there was a sticky note with a scrawled heart and the letter ‘N’. She’d smiled as she picked it up, a little relieved he’d left while she slept. No awkward ‘morning after’ chat. Because, really? She had no idea where to start on that one.
    But…still, there was a spring in her step as she walked into the PPA building that afternoon. She’d dressed for operational work, her tight denim replaced with cargo pants and heavy duty combat boots. Her leather jacket remained the same, layered over a basic tee, and as usual, she’d scraped her hair back from her face and woven the thick mass into a single braid which danced over her shoulder as she walked. There was even a smile on her face, a fact which made more than one person she passed stop and stare in amazement, but she didn’t care.
    Nick was back. Even though she’d said last night was one night only, her heart was optimistic. He hadn’t pushed her boundaries as he would have five years ago and seemed sincere about making amends. They still hadn’t discussed Ginger, but baby steps. This was all still too new for her to want to rock the boat.
    Right now, she wanted to savor the feeling of hope and optimism that sprang from the center of her soul. She felt the happiness emanating from her inner deer and held the feeling close. The poor thing had suffered so much; it was nice to feel it’s simple joy in life again.
    “Dayum girl, you’re looking fine.”
    Darrick gave her an assessing glance as she strode into the staging area. A section off the garages in the basement of the building, it was filled with the SUV’s and vans which would take them to the mall. Three tables were set to one side, the one in front of Darrick filled with rifles. She smiled. He’d already hit up the armory. No surprise there, sometimes she suspected he slept with at least three weapons in easy reach.
    As lead operatives for this assignment, that both of them were early wasn’t a surprise. Quite apart from the dotting the I’s and crossing the T’s the human PD required for all operations involving paranormals working within the human populace, there was a lot of equipment and, in Darrick’s case, ordnance, which required organizing. The last thing they needed was for one of their team to be missing something or to run out of ammunition, at a critical moment. Not only would that be bad, it would be downright fucking embarrassing.
    She grinned and stepped up to the table next to him, her hands sure and confident as she helped him finish checking the weapons. M4’s, they were the standard assault rifle used by the agency, and all agents trained with them. Most to a basic level, but some, like her and Darrick, trained more extensively so the armed teams were a solid backup to the shifters and magic users on the teams. A perfect combination of the supernatural and the technological.
    “Someone looks happy,” Darrick said after a moment. He glanced up, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief. “Did lover boy put out last night or something?”
    Rudi snorted, putting her