Enemy Combatant (The Renegades #2) Read Online Cara Dee

Categories Genre: Angst, Contemporary, M-M Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Renegades Series by Cara Dee
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Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59119 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
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The sunbed was the perfect idea. So was the oil he’d fetched.

“Jesus fuck, Crew,” he growled. “You got two minutes, then I’m taking over.” Two minutes. I could work with two minutes. He groaned and rubbed his hands all over my ass. “You feel too good. Goddamn—so tight. Fuck.”

I felt his frustrations—he didn’t wanna lie flat on his back anymore. He wanted to take over; he wanted to move. But I milked every second I got. The more I riled him up, the harder he’d fuck me in two minutes.

I sure as hell didn’t need a revelation in order to envision a future with more of this.

A rush of heat swept through me, and I let my head fall back. Millions of stars shone brightly across the night sky. The sea was almost perfectly calm. In a couple hours, a new day would begin, but the night belonged to him and me.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart—that’s it.” He grunted and grabbed ahold of me, and my stomach did a somersault as he flipped me over. He smacked my ass and ordered me onto all fours. “This perfect little ass is all mine now. You hear that?”

“Fuck,” I whimpered. “Yeah—all yours.”

He was back inside me a second later, and screw what I’d claimed earlier. This was clearly the position to go with. Oh my God.

I slapped my hand against the railing, gripping it tightly, and looked at him over my shoulder. Heart racing, breaths labored, pleasure rushing. “Harder,” I moaned. “Fuck me harder.”

He cursed and grasped my hips tighter, bordering on painful, and slammed into me. Over and over, harder and harder, he let go completely and became my savage. Each thrust made me moan and cry out, and I pushed back every time.

How could he be so fucking sexy? Everything he did, everything he said—I just wanted to maul him. Or get mauled by him, rather.

I couldn’t look away from him.

Could I say goodbye to him tomorrow? Even if it was only temporary?

He pulled me back against him after a while, and I winced at the flare of pain. Maybe I was a masochist, because for as long as the pleasure was outweighing the hurt, I was gonna agree to any-fucking-thing. My fuck, I was done for. I was just his fuck-doll at this point. Trapped in my body by my own reactions to whatever he did to me.

His warm hands roamed my front, down to my cock, and I let out a pleading, breathless moan that didn’t seem to stop.

“You got me addicted, boy. You can’t go anywhere now.”

Wasn’t planning on it.

I managed to tilt my head back, and he met me in a heated, messy kiss.

Christ, was my ass gonna hurt tomorrow.

I fucked myself on his cock as he stroked me off, and the most desperate little sounds escaped me. I couldn’t remember ever sounding like such a fucking slut.

“I wanna come,” I begged.

He made a hungry sound and swept his tongue around mine. At the same time, he rubbed the pad of his thumb over the slit on my cock, and I was so sensitive that he drew a full-body shudder from me. And pushed me closer to the edge.

Toward the end, we were just a pile of sweaty limbs going at each other. He was as desperate as I was. So close. My fingers dug into his thighs. Close, close, close. The pressure—I couldn’t take it anymore.

He put me out of my misery seconds later when he changed his angle a bit, and then I went under. No sound, no gasp, no warning, no tensing up. I held my breath and imploded with pleasure. Bursts of come shot from my cock, and maybe that set him off too. I didn’t know. I was just gone, riding the shivers and trails of goose bumps of utter bliss.

The fucker actually made me light-headed.

He fucked me dizzy!

My lungs started burning, and I gulped in a big breath.

That set off my next round of panting.

Tremors traveled through Adrien and made me all shaky too.

Somehow, I ended up down on the mattress again, with Adrien hauling me in close to his body. His heart drummed furiously. I had zero strength left.

“You alive, sweetheart?”

I exhaled and shuddered. “You fucked me dizzy.”

He let out a breathless chuckle. “Christ. Too soon for jokes.”

He thought I was kidding?

I cuddled up against him, my heart finally slowing down. “I vote we sleep here.”

He hummed. “I vote we get out of this wet spot, take a shower, and then you fall asleep in my bed.”

Ugh. I’d have to move…

“I have to go get ready…”

Not yet.

I couldn’t even open my eyes, I was so tired.

“A few more minutes,” I mumbled groggily.

He hugged me to him and pulled the covers higher up.

Now I knew I loved to sleep with Adrien. He wanted closeness as much as I did.



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