“Good to see you, Zara,” said Thom.
“I’m afraid I ruined your bag and the laptop.”
“Those are just things. We can replace them. We couldn’t have replaced you,” he said, leaning forward and kissing her cheek. He turned to Noah. “All hell’s broken out in Fariq’s organization. As far as we can tell, Fariq survived. No one is sure about Reid. Mac thinks, at least for the next while, they’ll be more interested in taking each other out than anything else. And as far as Reid is concerned, the information is gone. If he’s still alive, his need to kill Zara is greatly diminished.”
“Zara said Fariq has called in the contract and put out the word she’s not to be harmed. I think we offer him the laptop as a gesture. Let him know we don’t think what happened this afternoon or any of it, for that matter, is his fault.”
“But you said he just sat back and let Springer and Reid start this whole bloody business,” Zara said.
“He did, but he also stepped up and let folks know you were not to be harmed. I can give him a pass for the rest.”
Thom nodded. “That was Mac’s thinking as well. NATO’s got a stick up their butts and wants to have a little chitchat with us. Mac’s sending John to handle that. He figured maybe you and Zara would want a little downtime to yourselves. Avery and I will stay here in Monaco, but he wants us all en route for home by day after tomorrow.” He leaned over and kissed Zara’s other cheek. “Glad you’re safe, but I hope he beats your ass.” With that parting shot, Thom turned and walked away.
“He’s going to get what he hoped for, isn’t he?” she asked, looking at Noah.
“He is, indeed.”
Arriving at the cottage, Noah had her remain in the SUV while he double-checked the premises. When he was sure everything was as they had left it, he came out and escorted her into the cottage.
As soon as the door closed behind them, Noah pulled her to him, and his mouth latched onto hers. They tore at each other’s clothing, their need to feel skin on skin, making everything else unnecessary and irrelevant. Cloth ripped and gave way as each sought to get the other naked, clawing and grabbing each other. When the last of their clothing had been either torn off or kicked away, Noah grasped her by the throat, his thumb and forefinger anchoring her face beneath her jaw. Lowering his head, he captured her mouth, thrusting his tongue past her teeth and reminding her of his dominance over her.
Zara responded, not because she was submissive, but because she chose to acknowledge her acceptance of his claim. His soft groan was music to her ears. Noah relinquished the grip he had on her, and his kisses began to seduce instead of demand. He pinned her arms over her head and pressed his body against hers—his cock poking and prodding her, demanding she give him entrance between her legs.
Moving his hand down, he stroked the soft, curly hair that covered her mons, then dragged his finger through it, seeking and finding her swollen clit. She moaned as he tugged and played with it until her breath was shallow and out of rhythm. When Noah slipped his hand farther between her thighs, her labia was slick with her arousal.
He lowered his head and used his teeth on her nipple, then brought it into his mouth to suckle while his other hand teased and played with her. Fingering her swollen sex before thrusting two of them up into her hot, wet channel, he finger fucked her roughly until her breathing caught, and her cunt clamped down on his fingers as she climaxed.
Zara could feel his cock just beneath and behind his hand. It throbbed and nudged, trying to replace his fingers. Noah released her hands, directed his staff toward its goal, then grasped her by both thighs. Lifting her off the floor, the wall scraped her back as he pressed her against it. When she was poised above him, he lowered her onto his staff with a heavy groan, and Zara cried out in wicked surrender to his need. Nothing had ever been this good or this right in her life. She understood now that she was made to be his, that she would always belong to him.
Zara collapsed against him, wrapping her arms around his neck as he began to fuck her hard. Between his grip on her legs, his cock deep in her sheath, and having her pinned against the wall, there was little she could do but allow him to plunder her body. Harder and harder, he pumped himself into her, causing her to writhe on his cock, calling his name.
She came for him repeatedly—time after time.
After each shattering climax, he would nuzzle her neck and growl, “Again.”
Finally, he hammered her hard enough to bring on his own orgasm. She called his name in capitulation and need as he pumped his cum deep into her pussy, groaning in male satisfaction and triumph.
When the storm had passed, he didn’t try to lift her away from him or in any way, disengage from her.
“Wrap your legs around my waist,” he commanded.
She did, and he carried her into the bedroom that way, carefully placing her on the bed without dislodging himself. While his staff had lost a little of its rigidity when he spilled himself in her, he was rapidly recovering, and his cock was growing in size and vigor. Noah stretched out between her legs, settling there.
Slowly, he withdrew until only the head was lodged in her before plunging back into her depths with power and strength, his thrusts unhurried and deliberate. With each stroke, Noah’s cock caressed every part of her pussy. She clawed at his back, then reached down to grasp his ass as he drove into her, urging him on.
“Surrender to me, Zara,” he growled as he pummeled her hot sheath.
“Noah,” she wailed, another orgasm tearing through her.
Growling low, thrusting harder and deeper, his stroking became more frenzied and brought her to climax again. He gave one hard, ferocious thrust deep inside her, sending her over the edge, screaming in ecstasy, her pussy spasming as her legs trembled while she writhed in his hold.
“One more,” he whispered.
Zara’s body responded to his call and was able to meet his need for her to come as her pussy clamped down on him, greedily enticing his shaft to empty itself. His long, drawn-out groan coincided with his cock releasing the last of his seed deep inside her.
“Mine,” he murmured, rolling off her and drawing her close to his side.
She snuggled against him and smiled as he pulled her hip over his, so she straddled his thigh. Her pussy pulsed in response to his withdrawal, and she felt empty without him.
“Always and forever, Zara, do you hear me?” he rumbled, pushing her hair out of her face and leaning his head toward hers.
She reached up, cradling his head in her hands, and took possession of his mouth as he so often did with hers.
“I hear you, Noah. You do realize that just as much as I’m yours, you’re mine, right?”
Noah nodded. “Damn straight.”
Zara wasn’t sure what the future would bring, didn’t know where all the pieces of the puzzle would fit, but knew, at last, she had the piece that had been missing—the love of her life. Her surrender to him was in equal measure to his victory over her—unequivocal and complete.
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