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Not the sister of your best friend. Not the most beautiful woman you’ve ever laid eyes on. Not the woman who can ease your aching emptiness.

Simply a beautiful, giving stranger.

No names. No information.

Just two strangers passing in the night.

I was inside a beautiful stranger, sating a need and a desire.

Nothing more.

I pulled out and then plunged back into the beautiful warmth of this stranger, this stranger who was giving of herself. Her warmth clamped around me, milking me, making me want her all the more.

This stranger.

How I wanted her.

This stranger…

Until—

“Oh, God! Bryce!”

Chapter Fifteen

Marjorie

“Damn!” he grunted. “Can’t. Can’t stop.”

“I don’t want you to stop.” I kissed his salty neck covered in perspiration. “Feels too good. Don’t stop.”

He was so big, so demanding, stretching me, and the burning stretch had never been so amazing.

“Supposed. To be”—he

panted—“strangers.”

Strangers. Right. Couldn’t think about that right now as he was thrusting back inside me, nudging my already sensitive clit.

Fuck strangers. This was Bryce Simpson, the man I wanted more than anything. I would not apologize for using his given name. He had demons. Who didn’t? Who knew more about demons than the Steels? All of us, including my new sisters-in-law, especially Ruby.

“Don’t stop,” I said. “Please don’t stop”—pause—“Bryce.”

A sound escaped his throat. Not a moan or a groan or a sigh. No. This was more like a growl. A growl from an animal. An angry animal.

He increased his pace, fucking me hard and fast, and as he nudged that secret part of me, I flew into another orgasm, my whole body throbbing and tingling, stars bursting from my core and imploding back to my pussy.

I resisted the urge to yell. The boys’ room wasn’t adjacent to mine, but I still had to be careful.

“Why?” he grunted. “Why?”

“Why what?” I said between gasps.

“Why”—thrust—“can’t”—thrust—“we”—thrust—“be”—thrust—“strange— Fuck!”

He pushed into me so deep, I was sure he touched my heart. So sensitive were my walls that I felt every single pulse of his cock as he released.

Every. Single. Pulse.


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