“Dick.” I cough again, more blood in my hand.
“Logan!” Quinn cries as she bursts into the garage, her eyes wide.
“Sugar.” I open my arms, and she runs into them, hugging me tightly.
I fight the urge to cough as I lift her and inhale her scent. Fuck, how I’ve missed her, the only beautiful thing I’ve ever had.
“God, you’re hurt!” She squeals and tries to wriggle from my hold.
I don’t let her go. Instead, I carry her into the warehouse and down the hall to our room. A snoozing Harley is curled up on the bed as we pass.
“What happened? Are you okay? Are we safe? Where are you hurt? There’s blood. Oh my God, you’re bleeding!” Her words run together as I put her on her feet in the bathroom, then strip out of my clothes.
She gasps at the bruises and cuts I’ve earned over the past few days. “You need to see the doctor. He’s down the hall. I’ll go get—”
I grab her before she can step away from me and pull her into the shower. The cold water hits me in the back before heating up as I strip off her shirt—one of mine—and her panties.
“Logan, you can’t just take a shower when you have cuts and bruises and that cough!” She smacks at my hands, but I ignore her protests and strip her.
Once I have her naked, I grab her ass, lift her up, and pin her to the tile. “I’m going to fuck you, wife. You’re all I’ve dreamed about, thought about, cared about. You and the little life inside you. And now I’m going to take what’s mine.” I thrust hard, seating myself deep inside her.
She gasps, her walls clamping around my hard cock as she digs her nails into my shoulders. “Logan!”
“Tell me you want this forever.” I pull back and thrust again, hard and deep.
“Yes!” she cries as I start a punishing rhythm, taking all of her as I impale her on my cock. The water washes away all my sins of the past few days, cleaning me as I renew myself inside Quinn, as she gives me her body and her love.
Leaning down, I claim one of her nipples. She scratches my neck, her fingers tangling in my hair as I suck and bite the stiff peak.
“I want you forever, sugar. I need you.” I return to her mouth and kiss her. And with that kiss comes clarity—Ben is right. I don’t need the assassin life anymore. Whatever I used to get out of it, it’s gone. Quinn gives me all I need.
“I love you, Logan.” She cups my cheeks and stares into my eyes. “Every last bit of me loves you.”
I feel so many emotions, like a whirlwind inside me, but when she digs her heels into my thighs, I know which one to focus on. Love. My love for her, and my need to please her. I thrust harder, grinding each time so her clit can get all the contact it needs.
She bites her lip, then mine, and when her thighs start to shake, I know I have her.
“Come for me, sugar. I want to feel your cunt squeeze my cum out.”
She moans at my filthy words, her body contracting around me as she finds her release. I join her, my cock so hard as I let go, filling her as I groan and kiss her sweet lips.
This is the way we were meant to be.
Together.
Forever.
Epilogue
Quinn
I check the time again and wonder where the hell Nova could be. She’s never late. Plus, she’s the one that set up this little meetup. You know how hard it is to sneak out when you’re married to a super spy hitman and have two little ones underfoot? It’s damn near impossible, but Nova said this was top secret. It doesn’t matter if I only snuck out to the pool house which is thirty yards from the house. That’s still a giant feat for me.
“I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Ah!” I let out a scream, spinning around to see Nova standing behind me. “Where the hell did you come from?”
“If I told you, I’d have to kill you.”
“Hardy har.” I rush over and wrap her in a tight hug. She and Ben have been MIA for the last few months.
They don’t actually come out to the farm often. This is our safe place away from the world they still play in. Logan and I moved out here not long after we left the warehouse. I actually love the whole small-town life a ton more than I thought I would. But I would love any place as long as Logan is with me.
“Miss you.” She squeezes me tightly for a long moment. “I need your help.”
I miss her so much. I was so used to having her around all the time that it took a while to adjust. “Everything okay with you and Ben?”