When Angels Fall

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on his cock, held him in place until her spasms turned violent. Above him, she shuddered. Before he could notch inside—because he felt it coming, felt the swelling, the heat, the damning evidence he belonged to her just as much as she belong to him—he pulled his dick from her depths. He all but threw her onto the seat beside him. She never batted an eye, only eagerly bent forward to take his glistening cock into her mouth.
    Fisting her hair, he forced her head up and down as fast as he ’ d thrust into her body. She moaned, stroked the head of his erection with her tongue, twisted. She gripped the base of his cock and then squeezed. Up. Down. Up. Down. Oh fuck. A mere minute in her mouth had him spilling his seed down her throat. He growled his release, trembling against her like a fucking virgin.
    Tension melted the stiffness holding him rigid. He hadn ’ t proven shit, only that Eva was most definitely one hell of a fuck. His hand loosened his grip in her hair, and ran a hand down her smooth, naked back. Exhausted, he fell back in his seat and closed his eyes tight. He ran a hand down the day-old growth roughing his cheeks. If he watched her swallow his essence, taking another part of him into her body, he ’ d fuck her again.
    Neither of them said a single word when Eva righted her dress and climbed off him. He zipped up his jeans, put the still-running vehicle into drive and pulled back onto the road. Not a single fucking word. He didn ’ t dare look at her.
    Thirty minutes passed before the stone and wood structure of his family home came into view through a clearing of y ellow c edars. He pulled in front of the garage and killed the engine.
    “ Are you coming inside? ” she asked.
    Her words conjured so many images. His cock twitched, the stupid, stubborn bastard. He didn ’ t look at her, couldn ’ t. “ No. ”
    He needed to talk to James, find out everything he could about Grady. The cop wasn ’ t a local boy because Peter never forgot a face. The asshole must have moved into town after Peter had left. A new wave of anger stole through him. Eva had lost her virginity at seventeen, now she had to be at least twenty-five. How many times had the cop fucked his angel?
    “ Leave Grady alone, ” Eva said, her words snapping him out of his fantasy of death and dismemberment.
    A noise left his chest, feral and damning. He speared her with hot, furious eyes. Even though it was Peter ’ s seed in her belly, it was Grady she protected. His fist slammed against the dash, plastic splintering. “ The fuck I will. ”
    She clenched her jaw, stared at him brazenly, her lips swollen, her cheeks flushed. Tangled curls fell around her face and a sheen of sweat still clung to her temples. Blood dripped down her neck, disappearing beneath the dress. His dick tightened, ready for round two.
    He needed a distraction, anything to keep from shoving her onto her stomach and lifting her ass in the air. Maybe this time he ’ d paddle her rear end until she knew, without a shadow of a doubt, who owned her.
    No. He had to think of something besides fucking her. The image of Eva leaving the cabin only an hour before filled him. She should have looked relaxed and sated after their long night together. Instead, her eyes were glassy with tears and the tip of her nose red. She ’ d been crying. Had he hurt her...physically?
    “ You were crying when you left this morning. ”
    Her eyes narrowed. “ You were watching me. ”
    His only answer was a shrug.
    She leaned the side of her head against the window, looked out into the winter wonderland. “ Have you ever lost a parent? ” she asked, still not looking at him.
    He tore his gaze from her swollen, bruised cheek to stare out the window. He ’ d rather have talked about how harshly he ’ d fucked her up the ass than delve into this emotional shit. The snow-covered trees and rolling mountains mocked him, took him back to a place he ’ d long since left.
    “ My mother, when I

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