"Grady, please? I need to have you inside of me again." He made his way down her legs, touching her knees and the backs of her calves. Grady rubbed her ankles, her toes, and then kissed each of them. "You're going to pay for this."
"I hope so. Besides, you're the one that woke me up by sitting on my cock. I think it's only fair that I make you suffer as well." He laughed when she slapped out at him. "I think you're the best thing that has ever happened to me, love."
"Remember that when I have to visit you in jail. I think there's a crime for making your wife suffer like this." He said that he was pretty sure he was safe. "You think? Just wait, payback is a bitch."
Moving up her body again, he kissed her navel, suckling at the small indentation there. Her hips were smoothed over, her ribs counted again. And when he took her mouth, sliding his cock deep into her, she wrapped her legs over his and he rode her slowly this time.
"I love you with all that I am." She kissed him then, pulling his head to hers and showing with words how much she loved him too. When he moved into her again, sliding in and out of her sheath, Grady pulled her hands up over her head and wrapped them around the bedpost. "You're distracting me."
"I'm dying is what I am." He kissed her again and felt her fingers wrap around his neck to his shoulders. "Hurry, Grady. Hurry and finish me."
He did then, feeling, no doubt, what she did. They were about to have company. Fucking her hard, taking her twice more before he emptied himself into her, he felt his dragon move over his skin and he leaned down and bit her on the marks at her upper arm.
They both came again, crying out their releases to anyone within earshot. When he kissed her, pounding her through another powerful climax, Grady felt the moment that something touched his arm in the same place that she'd been marked. Without even looking, he knew that he now carried the sigil that she did.
Dropping down on top of her, he rolled to his back, taking her with him. As they laid there, out of breath and their hearts racing, he had to smile. Christ, she really was going to murder him if they kept it up like this. Even when he was younger, he hadn't come several times like he did now. Holding her to him, Grady asked her if she was all right.
"Yes. I'm wonderful as a matter of fact. I have some things I'm going to be working on today that have me really excited." She got up and went to the bathroom, still talking to him about her day. "Jorden and I have been talking to some promoters, and we're going to have a grand opening sometime in January. I think I'll be ready by then."
Taking a shower with her took longer than he knew it should have. But he couldn't get enough of touching her, and he loved the way her hands seemed to be everywhere on his body. When they were dressed and went downstairs to have breakfast, neither of them were surprised to find Vance there. He was home again. But for how long, Grady wondered.
"I have some information for you that I'd like to tell you now." Vance sat down when introduced to Harper, and then was given a large platter of food. "I've been able to locate two of the pieces that you told me about. One of them belongs to a doctor named Gabe Nola. You know him?"
"No, but it's a she, not a man. She'll be coming here soon. And the other piece? Have you been able to locate its owner yet?" Vance shook his head. "You'll find it. I'm sure of it."
"Do you suppose this doc, she's my mate?" Grady said that he didn't know, that part was blocked from him. "I don't need a mate, Grady. I have enough trouble as it is."
"I'm sorry about that, Vance. I wish I could tell you something." He could, so could Harper, but they decided to keep it to themselves. It was better that way. "When do you leave again? I'm assuming that you're only here for a little while before you take off once more?"
"I have a month." Grady nodded and asked him if he'd seen a doctor of his own yet. "I have. Medic said I was doing just fine."
He was pretty sure that he hadn't, but Grady said nothing. Vance, now that he knew what he did for a living, was not a man to fuck with. Not even if you were his brother like he was. He'd seen things, done things, that would have given most men he knew nightmares. Hell, more than likely they'd be put away for a very long time in some nuthouse in a room with padded walls.
Harper left them a little while later, inviting Vance to stay with them while he was home. Vance, like the rest of them, had a home, thanks to Emma, but Grady had no idea which one Vance had ended up with. The man was a loner as well as a hard man to get to know. Even being his brother, Grady knew that few of them were aware of what he did for a living, and why when he came home, he was so beaten.