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Kissing between words, my libido was in overdrive as Bane’s walls crumbled and he let me in, fully feeling his tender side.

“Nothing more can happen between us. I don’t want to hurt you, angel.”

“You won’t. I promise.”

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sp; I CLOSED MY eyes as I absorbed the feeling of Maren’s lips against mine. Could I give myself this little bit to enjoy being with someone? The walking away part would be no problem. I’d conditioned myself too thoroughly to not be able to. Maren seemed like she understood.

Fuck! I wanted this … whatever this was. She’d promised me and I believed that Maren would hold true to her word. Having those few minutes in the damn snow making those snow angels gave me a feeling of … happiness. An internal war happened within me as I tried to come to grips to allow myself this time—however long it was.

Fervently, my mouth moved with more urgency against Maren’s. I would not be a dick to her again through this time we had. Maren’s body became pliant against mine. As we began to make our way to the cabin, I unzipped her jacket needing to feel more of her. Something happened and Maren tumbled down to the snow-covered ground. I didn’t care and followed her. We didn’t stop our onslaught of each other, needing to devour one another. The snow fell around us and Maren’s body shivered.

If I fucked her in the snow, we’d end up with frostbite. Pulling back, Maren protested with a moan that had my dick begging to get inside her. “Let’s get inside. We’ll get sick if we get naked in the freezing temperatures. And I want you naked.”

Maren pushed off me. “Hurry, then. No messing around.”

I sat back on my heels and chuckled as Maren sprang up and dashed to the house. She turned to me with a no-nonsense look on her face. “Bane, I mean it. I expect my first orgasm to happen in less than three minutes.”

Hell, I never backed away from a challenge. I sprinted in after Maren. Inside the cabin, Maren had her pants off, but struggled to get her shirt and jacket off at the same time with her hands up in the air, the fabric completely obstructing her view.

Perfect opportunity.

By my guesstimate, I had about two and a half minutes left in the challenge. I prowled toward her. The shirt was completely over Maren’s head while her hands were up in the air, flailing, trying to pull it off. Adorable. Absolutely-fucking-adorable.

Scooping Maren up, she squealed. “Bane, I can’t get my shirt off. Help!”

“All in good time. I can’t lose the challenge.”

“What?”

I didn’t respond as I made my way to the table. Setting Maren down, I bent her over the wood. Her pussy glistened.

“Bane—” My name died on her lips as I knelt and licked her core. She tasted like honey and I wanted more. Much more.

I sucked her clit and she moaned through her shirt, writhing at the friction and pushing against my face for more. Grabbing her hips, I kept her from moving. I had less than a minute left to work her into an orgasm. Sucking on her while moving my tongue around to lap up her sweetness, Maren convulsed in her orgasm. The sweetest sounds of satisfaction filled the air.

After taking everything she had to give, Maren slumped on the table forgetting her entanglement with her shirt. Standing Maren up, I helped her out of her clothes. “How was that three-minute orgasm?”

With her glossy eyes, I knew she was satisfied. “I feel like jelly.”

Teetering on her legs, I scooped Maren up as she nuzzled into me. A sweet scent filled my nostrils. Her soft body melded in my arms. I wanted to be in her now. “Are you up for more?”

“I need more, Bane.”

I blew out a breath as Maren laid against me, sleeping lightly. In twenty minutes, I needed to get up and research any leads and prepare an evacuation protocol if someone breeched the perimeter. Maren would need to practice what to do. Most people froze in the moment. If rehearsed, muscle memory kicked in.

Also, I needed to call Damien Wales in case they went after his family. I doubted it, but I would never forgive myself if something happened to Allison or their two children.

While Maren had been rightfully mad as hell at me for pushing her away, I’d been out making sure the perimeter was secure. All trip wires and cameras were fully functional and transmitting. Later, I needed to make sure the snowmobiles were working. If it was anything like the generator, there’d be some lines to replace and who knows what else.

Should I be going after the people? I wasn’t sure. If I did, Maren would be left here defenseless. Until I had a better understanding of where everyone was, I would stay here with her. Fuck, I hated sitting around.

Sleepily, Maren looked at me. “You look like you’re thinking hard. Any regrets to what we’re doing?”

“No. None.” I looked up to the ceiling. “I’m going through everything I still need to do. There’s hours of research ahead to see if I can figure out what’s going on. None of it makes sense.”

Wrapping her arms around my middle, she snuggled into me deeper. “Let me know what I can do to help.”


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