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of his clothes. Instead, he grabbed her hips and
entered her hard as she held on to the ladder for dear life.
    A low
keening wail rose from the back of her throat. He gripped her hips as her pussy
contracted around him almost immediately, a series of multiple orgasms ripping
through her that made his world rock, and still she wasn’t finished. She pushed
against him with an intensity he’d never had from any other woman.
    Normally,
he wouldn’t have allowed that, would’ve had her bound and helpless and he’d be
taking her on his terms. But his cock was prisoner to her and it didn’t seem to
mind a damn bit. She was taking him for a ride and his balls throbbed from the
pressure.
    “I
think she’s still in the barn…” A woman’s voice rang out, too close for
comfort, followed by Derek’s. Ender wasn’t one to put on a show for anyone, but
he didn’t, couldn’t care. Something about Kira’s scent drew him to her like
he’d never been drawn before. She moaned his name, offered her neck to him, and
he heard her gasp when he bit deeply, holding her for his mating like a
stallion covering his mare. He knew she’d taste as good between her legs as she
smelled, wanted to pull out of her, spread her legs and lick her until she
screamed.
    Yeah,
he was going to do that soon. But the voices drew closer.
    The
rough denim of his jeans rubbed the backs of her bare thighs, her shirt rode up
and they rutted, her orgasms still coming one right after the other again, and
still she didn’t stop. Her ass rubbed against him, her rhythm urging him
deeper, faster, gave him no choice but to spill inside her with a muffled groan
against her neck.
    A
thin sheen of sweat covered her tanned skin and the last thing he wanted to do
was pull out of her. Good thing she felt the same way, because she wasn’t
letting go. She turned her head, a wide smile on her face, and when she opened
her eyes and gazed at him, the wild, desperate look was gone.
    She
just looked content as hell. And sexy. He was already in more trouble than he’d
bargained for and he was only two hours into this mission.
    Derek’s
voice became louder, calling out for Kira, but still, Ender didn’t rush pulling
out of her. When he did, he barely had time to tuck himself back into his jeans
before Derek called again. For a second, Ender stayed where he was, facing Kira
so she could pull up her shorts and fix her shirt with a slight bit of privacy.
    “Thanks,”
she said, gave him a quick wink.
    “Not
a problem. And now I’d really better get to work,” he said. He grabbed the
riding crop that he’d let drop to the floor and trailed it up her thigh before
tucking it under his arm. “I’d better take this. You don’t want to let it get
into the wrong hands.”
    “Kira,
I was looking for you.” The woman whose voice he heard earlier came in, Derek
close on her heels. “I found Derek tying up the horses and he said you were
here.”
    “Sorry,
I was up in the loft,” Kira said. “Tommy, this is Deb. She’s our resident
animal nutritionist. She takes care of feeding all the exotics. Deb, this is
Tom, our newest farmhand. He just started today.”
    “Oh,
hey, Tom. I’d be happy to show you around town later on when you’re finished up
here. There’s not much to do around here, but there are a few spots I’ll bet
you’d be interested in,” Deb said. She was small and blond and cute, but not
his type.
    He
held out his hand, gave the polite, good ole boy nod and watched Deb assess his
face and body. “That sounds great,” he said, knowing he’d never go.
    Still,
Deb smiled, flipped her hair, and he bit back a laugh when Kira grabbed Deb’s
upper arm and shepherded her away.
    Ms.
Doolittle was more possessive than he’d thought she’d be. Good to know.
    Satisfied,
he turned and walked past Derek, just close enough for the guy to smell Kira on
him like a badge of honor. Derek tilted his head and glared at him, and Ender
bared his teeth and let a low growl