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she’d feel him for days afterward and be reminded every moment they were apart why she needed to come home alive.
    Seizing her hips, Matt lifted her and whirled them around, then backed her up against the wall beside the door, their mouths still fused. Briar whimpered into his mouth and met every desperate stroke of his tongue, rubbing her body against him. The animal inside him took over.
    Seams tore as they fought to peel shirts and pants away, then he ripped off her panties and grabbed the cheeks of her ass, hoisting her up against him once more. She wound her strong legs around his waist and ground against his rigid cock while he continued with the punishing kiss, his entire body aching with the need to plunge into her slick heat. Her taut, bare breasts rubbed against his chest as he devoured her mouth, her wet folds sliding up and down his abdomen, the feel of her making him insane.
    With a low growl he spun them again and stalked out into the bedroom to lay her across the foot of their king-size bed. Briar welcomed his weight with an encouraging moan and hooked her ankles around his thighs, giving her better leverage to rub her open sex against him.
    Frantic now, desperate to join them in the most intimate way possible, he released her mouth and blazed a path of hungry, nipping kisses down her chin, over the side of her neck, lower to her breasts. The pert brown nipples waiting for him were already hard and he couldn’t wait a moment longer to taste them.
    He dragged his tongue across one, then raked his teeth across it, reveling in the way her fingers bit into his scalp, urging him closer, begging for more. There was nothing gentle in the way he handled her, the hunger inside him too great. Her desperate cries rang throughout the room as he sucked and nipped.
    “Matt, now,” she begged, her voice hoarse with desire as she tried to drag him up and impale herself on his rigid length. “I’m so ready.”
    Releasing her swollen nipple, he seized handfuls of her hair and fisted his hands tight as he brought his mouth down on hers. He drove his tongue deep into her mouth, an unspoken claim at the exact same moment he entered her, burying himself to the hilt in her sweet warmth.
    Briar jerked slightly then let out a keening cry that spurred him on even more, writhing in his possessive grip. He didn’t wait, didn’t give her time to adjust to the intrusion. Instead he held her down and took her with hard, rough strokes, the desperate sounds of pleasure she made ratcheting his need higher.
    Ecstasy swamped him, building hot and fast as he pumped, his tongue tangled with hers, fists clenched in her silky hair. She was fucking his and no one was taking her from him. He was going to own her the same way she owned him, body and soul. He wanted her to remember this every moment she was away from him: the way he felt inside of and against her, the way he tasted.
    Her muscles strained as she rolled her hips, rubbing her clit against his body and meeting each forceful thrust. He swallowed her plaintive moan, pulled one hand from her hair to slide an arm beneath her hips and lock her to him, adding pressure and friction where she needed it most.
    Sweat rolled down his spine but the hunger kept driving him, each agonizing thrust taking them both closer to the edge. He caught the hitch in her breath, felt her tremble and open her legs wider, her inner muscles milking him.
    You’re mine , he told her with every plunge of his hips, every demanding stroke of his tongue.
    A second later Briar tore her mouth free and twisted her head aside, an expression of erotic ecstasy etched into her face.
    The sight destroyed what little was left of his control. He’d made her feel that good. And she trusted him enough to let go completely, make herself vulnerable to him, still loved him even though he already knew he’d lost the battle to keep her sidelined on this op.
    Her core contracted around his cock, and her wild moans of release pushed