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“No.” I’d been fed in the infirmary.
“Thirsty?”
“No.”
She touched the tip of her tongue to the corner of her lips. “Want to fuck again?”
I rolled her on top of me. “Yeah. I’m planning to fuck you all night, dove.”
Her smile widened. “Better get to it, then.”
Colbie
I wokeup lying on my stomach.
I smelled Marc. That spicy scent I loved. He was tucked up behind me, his big body partially pinning me to the bed. We were both naked.
The covers were… Well, I wasn’t sure. On the floor somewhere. The sheet was half tangled around our legs.
I turned my head. He was still asleep, and I smiled. I wasn’t surprised. He’d fucked me four times, I think. After my fifth orgasm, I’d lost count. He’d come his fair share, and worked me hard for it. I’d gotten my chance to suck that magnificent cock of his.
Needless to say, Marc was good in bed. He was fun, a generous lover, and he had stamina.
The sun was shining gleefully through my windows, reflecting off my turquoise wall. My dresser was overrun with houseplants that always put a smile on my face.
I didn’t know how long I’d get the chance to enjoy Marc in my bed, but I was going to make the most of it. I wouldn’t make it weird when he was ready to move on.
I heard a noise, and realized that someone was in my living room.
That must have been what had woken me.
Several people had the code to get into my place. God, I hoped it wasn’t my parents coming to check on me.
When I slipped out of bed, Marc didn’t even move. My insides warmed. That meant he felt safe and trusted me. Normally, I’d guess the slightest thing would wake him.
I nabbed my favorite robe. It was a silky turquoise and covered with bright-red flowers.
I was finger-combing my hair as I stepped into the living room.
I froze.
All of Hunter Squad was packed into the small space. I cinched the belt around my waist. Sasha was there as well. The comms officer’s dark curls were loose today, tumbling around her shoulders. She looked a lot like her dad, with Maori heritage and a wide, white smile.
“Hey. Is everything all right?” I asked.
“No.” Zeke scowled.
God. Did they know Marc was here? We hadn’t had a chance to talk details, like who we were going to tell.
We hadn’t really done much talking at all.
Jameson was scowling. “We wanted to check on you.”
Jess and Sasha were eyeing me. I shifted on my bare feet.
“And Marc is missing,” North said.
Oh, crap.“Missing?”
