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Flames traveled from the sensitive crest to his tortured balls as he
fought to breathe. Release was a torturous need that sent fingers of
electrified pleasure racing up his spine. He couldn t come yet. Not yet. He
thought of baseball, fishing, auto mechanics and cleaning his gun, but
each subject fizzled within his mind as he sank further and further into
her heat.
Shaking his head, he threw his head back and plunged in the last
inches, growling at the tightness, the suckling heat. He was a man on the
verge of madness, control gone, only the wild need to fuck and mate
spurring him now.
He didn t stop with one thrust. Pulling back, he began fucking inside
her deep and hard, snarling at the pleasure that built with each stroke,
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at the extreme sensations overtaking his body. His thighs bunched, his
balls nearly drawing into his body before he finally felt Kelly explode.
 Fuck. There, baby. So sweet and hot. Come for me, Kelly. Come for
me so hard& 
Her pussy tightened around his cock nearly to the point of pain as it
began convulsing around him. Liquid heat engulfed him, burned him,
then sent him careening into a mad, furious drive toward his own
pleasure.
 God yes! Sweet baby&  The words ripped from his chest, from his
soul.  God help me, I love you.
The release exploded through his body, drawing him tight as an
animalistic snarl left his lips. He buried his cock to the furthest depths of
her before he felt the harsh, blinding explosions tearing through his
scrotum. Pleasure was ecstasy, destructive and consuming as he felt his
semen spewing inside the hot depths of the sweet cunt wrapped around
him. It held him on edge, milking spurt after spurt of rich seed from his
body before the last shudder tore through him and left him wasted.
Rowdy collapsed to Kelly s side, barely retaining enough sanity to
keep from falling atop her. He was gasping for air, rippling echoes of
pleasure still racing up his spine as he used the last of his strength to
drag her into his arms and cushion her against his chest.
 Okay& that was wild enough, she panted weakly against him.  You
could have warned me first.
 Would have had to suspect first, he mumbled.  Go to sleep or
something. Let me rest.
 I m not sleepy. But her voice was weak, drowsy.  We were going to
shop. I heard Mom and Ray leave after we came up here. We could go
shopping before they come back for the next round of arguments.
 Nap. He groaned.  Just nap. God, you just killed me. I gotta sleep.
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A soft laugh against his chest was the last thing he heard as he
sighed deeply and let himself drift off. Dawg and Natches could watch
her for half an hour, she had wiped him out.
Kelly rose from the bed, a frown furrowing her brow as she found a
loose T-shirt and shorts before heading to the bathroom. She was
hungry breakfast had been set aside because of Ray and her mother s
visit, and she was feeling it now.
She forced herself not to think about the reason for that visit. If she
thought about it then the fear would take over. The helplessness and
overwhelming dread threatening to attack her lingered at the back of her
mind, shadowing her thoughts though.
She cleaned up quickly before dressing and leaving the bathroom.
She glanced at Rowdy where he lay facedown on the bed, breathing
deeply in sleep, before leaving the room. The beginnings of a smile tipped
her lips as the need to curl up against him unfurled inside her.
At the same time her stomach growled warningly. Sex with Rowdy
became a secondary need in the face of her hunger. But, she reminded
herself, she had worked up a bit of an appetite with the sex part.
She moved slowly down the narrow staircase, listening for Dawg and
Natches. She couldn t hear either of them, but the television was playing
in the living room. She knew Natches had intended to sneak out
somewhere, and she wouldn t put it past Dawg to be hiding as well.
She was surprised to see him lying on the couch instead. He was
stretched out in what had to be an uncomfortable angle. His head was
hanging over the side as he lay on his back and one leg bent at an odd
angle, his arm falling to the floor.
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Kelly tipped her head, staring at his dozing posture before shaking
her head in confusion at it. She had seen some odd sleeping angles, but
that one took the cake.
Restraining a soft laugh, she tiptoed through the living room and
made her way into the kitchen. Despite the television, there was a heavy
silence in the house that bothered her, made her wary. The moment she
entered the kitchen she knew why.
She stopped in shock at the sight of Natches, face down on the floor,
a trail of blood oozing from his temple to stain the floor beneath him.
Her heart slammed into her throat, stealing her breath and the
screams that tightened her chest. She gasped for air, certain she was
going to smother, knowing the terror filling her would kill her before
anything else could.
Rowdy. Oh God, she had to get to Rowdy. She turned, the blood
rushing through her veins as her mind screamed at her to run, only to
slide to a stop as she moved back into the living room.
Eyes wide, her lips parted in shock, she stared at the form standing
in the middle of the living room, a gun pointing toward her chest.
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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
It took Kelly a moment to realize that she knew him. She blinked in
surprise as she recognized the young deputy who had come to the
apartment with the police the night of her attack. He had been so quiet
she had barely remembered him being there.
 They thought they could catch me. He smiled back at her, his hazel
eyes gleaming with triumph as he waved the barrel of his weapon toward
where Dawg lay on the couch.  They thought they were better than me
because they were big tough Marines.
His voice was soft, almost girlishly so. His expression was benign,
calm, terrifying.
Deputy John Barnes. He hadn t been on the force long, a few years
maybe. He was easy to overlook with his nondescript plain features and
quiet voice.
 Why are you doing this? Oh God, had he killed Dawg and Natches?
From the corner of her eye she tried to make certain Dawg was still
breathing, but she just couldn t be certain. Natches had seemed to be
breathing, but was that wishful thinking or had he been?
He sighed as though in regret.
 I didn t mean to make them pay, but I guess the past is catching up
on all of us. He glanced at Dawg before his gaze came back to her.  I lost
count of the beatings I took from my father because of what your lovers
did with my mother.
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 What are you talking about? She shook her head, confused.
 Loren Barnes was their lover, he snickered.  She was my mother.
Dad stole me away from her a few years before she seduced them into
her bed. She was such a whore. One man was never enough for her.
Kelly remembered Loren Barnes. She had died several years before,
an older woman, perhaps her mother s age. There had been a rumor that
the Mackay cousins had been her lovers years before, but Kelly knew
none of them had ever confirmed it.
 That doesn t tell me why you ve done this. She couldn t breathe,
fear was strangling her, weakening her, and she knew right now she
couldn t afford to be weak.
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