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Piper’s body was hot and tight. I could feel her getting closer, her muscles tensing, her breath hitching.
“Tank,”she cried out. “I’m so close.”
My fingers found her clit, and I rubbed it in tight circles. “Let me feel you come undone, darlin’,” I growled.
And she did. Her body convulsed around me, her muscles clenching and releasing as waves of pleasure crashed over her. She cried my name again, her voice echoing through the room as she came hard and fast.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I thrust into her one last time, my own release crashing over me like a tidal wave. I collapsed on top of her, spent, my breath coming in short gasps.
We lay side by side, our bodies still pressed together, our breaths slowly returning to normal.
Piper turned her head to look at me with a smile. “Wow,” she whispered. “That was incredible.”
I traced patterns on her arm with my fingers. “Yeah, it was. But, Piper, we’re nowhere near done for the night.”
“No?”
I shook my head. “Not even close.”
18
DRAGON
Iwoke wrapped in Tank’s arms, his chest solid against my back, his breathing deep and even. The intimacy we’d shared last night was everything I imagined and more—reverent yet passionate, gentle yet demanding, making me understand the difference between being conquered and being cherished.
Now, in the quiet aftermath, vulnerability felt different than it ever had before. Less frightening, more natural.
The morning light through the windows was soft and peaceful, a stark contrast to what the day would bring.
“Morning, beautiful,” he murmured against my neck, his words rough with sleep.
I turned in his arms, studying the stubble shadowing his jaw and the tenderness in his eyes that made my heart race. “Good morning,” I said, suddenly feeling shy. “I could get used to waking up like this.”
Tank’s smile was soft and genuine. “I was hoping you’d say that.” He traced his thumb along my cheekbone.
“Any regrets?” I asked.
“Only that we waited this long.” He captured my hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to my palm. “You?”
“None.” The honesty in my tone surprised me. “Though I should probably get back to Whisper Point before?—”
My cell buzzed on the nightstand, breaking the quiet. The emergency tone made my stomach drop.
Tank reached for it and handed it to me. “It’s the boss.”
I accepted the call, hyperaware of my naked state beneath Tank’s sheets. “Admiral?”
“Pierce never returned to his quarters last night. His bed wasn’t slept in. Meeting at the command center now.” His words carried an urgency that made me sit up straighter.
“What?” Tank mouthed.
“Are you certain Flint is missing?” I asked, holding the phone so Tank could hear whatever else Admiral had to say.
His eyes opened wide.
“Security sweep confirmed it. Get here as soon as you can. Tank too.”
The line went dead, leaving me staring at the screen with growing dread. The last time I’d seen Flint, he’d been watching Tank and me from the shore. Now, he was gone.
