The Big Fix (Torus Intercession #5) Read Online Mary Calmes

Categories Genre: Crime, M-M Romance, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Torus Intercession Series by Mary Calmes
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Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91452 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
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Angling higher, he nailed my prostate, and I clamped down around him, my muscles like a vise as I arched under him and came over his abdomen.

“Jared!” My name came roaring out of his throat, and he came inside me, filling me, pumping me full, cum leaking from my hole as he fucked me through his release, chasing his pleasure.

He finally took a great heave of breath and dropped down into my open arms, and I chuckled as I caught him, pulling him in tight, one hand in his sweaty hair, the other on his back. I could feel his heart pounding, and it was hard to tell his aftershocks from mine.

“I wanted it to be perfect, and I wanted you to feel worshipped, and I fucked up and lost myself, and if I hurt you, Jared, I—”

I scoffed, squeezing him tighter. “You didn’t hurt me. You fucked my brains out.”

“No, no, I wanted to—”

“That was amazing,” I soothed him, lifting his chin so I could lean in and kiss him.

He surged forward for the kiss, and his cock, still lodged inside, made me gasp. It hurt and felt incredible at the same time, that edge between rapture and pain obliterated in that moment.

Gently, tenderly, he eased free and then kissed me again, touching me everywhere, mapping skin, kisses to my throat, my ear, along my jaw, until he reached my mouth. I loved this, lying in bed, holding each other. I’d never had a lover I cuddled with after the act.

“What’re you looking at?” he asked, his voice rough and thick, still touching me, his hand smoothing down my side, over my ass, and then he lifted my leg over his hip and held it there.

“I’m looking at you,” I answered, taking in the square jaw, the wavy auburn hair that kicked out on the back and sides and fell across his forehead and into his eyes when he wasn’t lying on his back. “Now that I can.”

“You always could,” he rasped, reaching up to take hold of the side of my neck to ease me down into another languorous kiss.

Just us, together, in bed, and I couldn’t remember ever feeling so good, so settled in my skin, so comfortable, and most of all, replete and happy.

I rolled away from him and crawled toward the headboard, taking my space, closest to the door. He followed fast, dropping down beside me, smiling as I reached behind me and turned off the light.

“Tell me something good,” Owen prodded me.

“Roll onto your side,” I directed him, and he did as he was told. I could hear the happy noises when I spooned him, sharing a pillow.

“I plan to sleep like this for the rest of my life, so I hope you enjoy this position.” He chuckled softly. “And I’m not even kidding.”

I smiled into his nape, nuzzling his hair, and he shivered.

“Cold?”

“No, idiot. I’m happy.”

“Idiot?”

“We could have been doing this since I moved in with you, and the only reason we haven’t is because you were hung up on a number.”

“Well, I’m done with that,” I promised, kissing his shoulder, loving the little gasp of pleasure he let out.

“I never want to hear it again.”

“You won’t, not that.”

He was quiet a long moment. “I still want you to tell me something good.”

“I love you,” I told him, taking a breath, feeling the truth of the statement sink deep inside me. “You’re my home.”

Rolling in my arms, he faced me, then wrapped his arms around my neck and hugged me tight. “I love you too,” he said, and I could hear the tears in his voice. “So much. More than you know. Keep me… Don’t ever let me go.”

“I’ll never let you go.”

His sigh was long, and he held me.

I woke in the night, and he was there, coiled around me, head on my shoulder, arm across my chest. I lay there, in the dark, listening to the sounds of the sea, smelling it and the faint trace of jasmine, wondering how in the world this beautiful man, with an even more beautiful heart, was sharing my bed.

I had no idea how I got so lucky, but I wasn’t about to ever let him go. I’d been blessed. I was ready to start the rest of my life.

SEVENTEEN

Darius got the information to me and Dante before dawn the next morning, and Owen, Jing, and Arden were still sound asleep when we were ready to go. I was halfway to the door when I doubled back and kissed Owen. He smiled in his sleep but didn’t stir.

“You would have made a terrible spy,” I whispered, then followed Dante out the door.

Darius had sent some of his best men to guard the people I loved, and the guy in charge, Ruben Vega, assured me my family would be safe with them. I thanked him and his team, feeling confident in their abilities as I walked away.


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