Free Undeniable by Delilah Devlin

clit.”
    Instead, fingers, thick and calloused, crammed into her cunt, fucking in and out, twisting to screw her hard.
    Ecstasy slammed through her, gripping her body in a convulsion that shook her belly and thighs and had her whimpering endlessly as it built.
    When at last his lips closed on her clitoris and he sucked—air whooshed from her lungs and her back shot off the sofa as a pulsing coil of heat tightened her womb. She rode his mouth and fingers, tightening and slackening her inner muscles to hold onto the rapture a moment or two longer.
    When his mouth moved off the throbbing knot, she sighed in relief and slumped against the cushions as the aftershocks rippled through her vagina. He lapped her like a cat—rasping, soothing motions, now—licking over her swollen lips and clit, delving to either side to trace the crease between her thigh and her pussy.
    Her pulse throbbed against his tongue where he paused at her inner thigh, licking until the spot burned then grew oddly numb. A faint pricking sensation registered on her mind a second before she was thrust suddenly back into the maelstrom—her body awash with another deepening orgasm.
    All the blood in her body seemed to flow toward her cunt in a rush, drawing to the spot where he mouthed her inner thigh. Hot and cold all at once, she writhed as his fingers thrust deep inside her ass and cunt. Her inner muscles clamped hard around him, milking him—lush, wet sounds quickening to the rhythm of his strokes.
    Beyond words, almost beyond breath, her fingers clawed at his hair as her body undulated, riding out the storm that never seemed to wane.
    He groaned, a deep, guttural sound she echoed as she flew out of herself, rushing headlong into the darkness.
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    â€œIt was too soon, amigo ,” Diego said quietly, as they sped up the long gravel road.
    Ty glanced over his shoulder to where Kate sat huddled in the back seat of the Hummer, sleeping despite the rough ride. The dark purple crescents beneath her eyes bespoke of exhaustion and blood loss. “ Creo qué sí . You’re right.”
    He damned himself for his selfish act the previous night. He should have slept with the men inside the church rather then succumbing to the delicious temptation she embodied. With her warm body wedged close to his and her heartbeats thudding steadily against his chest, he’d been driven slowly mad, until he’d broken the vow he’d made.
    He’d promised not to take what wasn’t offered.
    That morning, Kate seemed unaware he’d crossed that line. Sluggish, she’d put her fatigue down to too little sleep and too much sex. She’d roused only long enough to see them all through the gate. Thankfully, his men had kept Shep and Danny busy long enough for Ty to bundle Kate into the lead vehicle without them realizing anything was amiss.
    â€œThat’s one helluva fence,” Diego said, eyeing the twelve-foot-tall game fence with the barbed wire coiled on top like makeshift concertina wire.
    â€œMaybe she didn’t need us so badly after all,” Ty murmured, not sorry one bit they’d made the trip. “Maybe we’ll find you a girlfriend too.”
    Diego gave him a sour look, and Ty laughed. Diego’s cynicism regarding the opposite sex was a longtime source of humor for the team.
    Finally the ranch house and outbuildings came into view. He blew out a breath, surprised by what he saw. Despite the chaos that reined in the world beyond the fence, here, everything seemed well-tended—whitewashed, nothing out of place or order.
    â€œNice operation,” Diego murmured. “No wonder she didn’t want to leave.”
    Ty echoed the sentiment in silence as men poured out of the buildings.
    Hands stood beside the corral and barn door and perched along the front porch, well-oiled weapons glinting at their sides or in their arms.
    He approved.
    He turned in his seat. “Kate, honey, wake