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I broke the kiss and dragged my tongue along her temple and down her cheek, tasting the salt of her skin, and it only made me want her more.

“Gods, ye taste so good,” I muttered against her lips when I went back to kissing her. She moaned, and I sucked her bottom lip between my teeth, gently biting at first but after a second, I broke the skin and tasted the coppery flavor of her blood. “I canna get enough of ye. I never will.”

Her nails dug into my shoulders as I moved against her, slowly at first, then harder, faster. The friction was almost too much, but I wanted more. Ineededmore. I needed her fucking naked and ready for me–to ease the ache in my bullocks.

I pulled back, set her on her feet, and only wasted seconds to get her pants off before I couldn’t help myself and had her back in my arms. I reached between us and pulled her panties aside.

A growl erupted out of my chest when her sweet, perfect pussy was exposed. She gasped as I notched the thick tip of my cock at her pussy hole and thrust into her in one swift motion, filling her completely.

“Fook, baby,” I snarled. She was so wet, so soaked that her juices were squelching out of where we were connected and smearing along my groin.

“Lennox,” she moaned, and it was the sweetest fucking sound. “Ye feel so good inside me.” Her head fell back against the wall, and she closed her eyes as she got lost in the sensation of me fucking her.

“Ye’re so tight, baby,” I groaned, driving into her again and again. “So fooking tight and wet. I love how yer body feels.”

Her legs tightened around me as I pounded into her harder, the sound of our bodies slapping together echoing through the room. I could feel the tension building in her. Her pussy clenched around my dick with every thrust, and my bullocks drew up, needing to drain. I was ready to fucking fill her up.

She was close. I wanted to push her over the edge.

“Come for me, Aisling,” I urged, my voice barely more than a growl. “I want tae feel ye squeezing me… milking me until you make me come, tae.”

And then she gave me what I wanted. She cried out as her orgasm hit, her body trembling against mine as I held her up and pressed her against the wall.

I didn’t stop drivinginto her as the waves of pleasure built. I pounded into her cunt harder, faster, and with a roar, I came deep inside of my mate, filling her up with cum until it squirted out of where we were connected.

And the whole time, she clung to me as her lush body continued to shake and spasm, milking me through her long orgasm.

Once we were both sated, I just held her, kissing and licking her salty skin, her perspiration intoxicating. Our breathing was ragged, and our hearts pounded. I pulled back and brushed a strand of her long, blonde hair from her face, looking into her eyes. “Ye’re mine, Aisling,” I said firmly. “Always mine, and I’ll do everything in my power tae make sure ye’re safe.”

Her hand cupped my cheek, a soft smile playing on her lips. “I kno’,” she whispered. “I just hate that ye’re putting yerself in danger.”

I captured her hand and brought her knuckles to my mouth to kiss them softly. “Sometimes we have to go intae the fire to stop the spread, even if we kno’ it’ll burn us.”

She closed her eyes and exhaled, but nodded. We both hated this, but it had to be done. I had to leave my heart back on this estate while I ensured it was safe for her and all others outside of it.

I just hoped I came back whole to my mate again.

24

LENNOX

The call came in sharp and urgent over the comms.

“Attack in the center of town. A Therabus causing mass hysteria in the northern quadrant of the square.”

“Fook,” I hissed.

“Multiple casualties. Humans are filming. Need a team there now, along with Mind Sweepers.”

It was never a good sign when the Mind Sweepers were called–a branch of witches who could erase memories. Although they had limited capabilities in that regard, for right now heir powers would work. Human minds were fragile, bendable things, easily manipulated when the time called.

It needed to be done.We couldn’t have humans postingOtherworldbusiness across social media and that shit going viral for everyone to see. The world wasn’t ready to know monsters lived amongst them.

By the time we hit the square, the air was thick with the scent of terror and panic. It mingled with hot human sweat, spilled blood, and something deeper… the cloying, metallic tang of a Therabus in itstrueform.

And the fucking streets were a war zone, a river of red covering the ground. We needed a lot more than Mind Sweepers here. We needed a whole fucking arsenal of damage control to keep this shit under wraps.If we even can.

Humans ran in every direction, their screams piercing through the wail of car alarms and shattering glass. Mothers clutched their children, and partners held each other close. Blood slicked the cobblestones in wide, dark pools. A jacket lay in the gutter, the light-colored fabric soaked with crimson fluid.