TheSatellite
incredible. Make love to me…please…all night long.”
    With amazing skill, he laid her down without interrupting their physical joining. He resumed the blissful thrusting, from hard and fast to slow and teasing while supporting his weight above her. He was downright gorgeous, gazing down at her in sheer adoration. She’d never felt more appreciated. He lavished hot affection over her, placing feathery kisses all over her face and neck.
    “I’ve been waiting to have you all to myself since the day we met,” he purred in a voice thick with genuine desire. “We’ll make this night last. You will come over and over in my arms before the sun rises.”
    “Ohhh…” Her body shuddered as if commanded by his sensually spoken words to obey. She dug her nails into his back and rode out the waves of ecstasy pouring over her.
    “Your hot kiss in the pool,” he murmured between jagged breaths as he came with hot force inside. “Gave me astounding energy. I think we’re in for one hell of a night.”
    She noticed that even after he climaxed, his length had not diminished nor had it softened one bit. He was long, hard and still fully engorged, seeking to please her again. The undeniable attraction between them soared to staggering heights.
    “Are you making love to me, pretty angel? Or is this part of another sex ritual?” His eyes brimmed with sincerity.
    “I am definitely making love to you, baby.” She offered him a warm smile. “Do you feel your balance restored?”
    “Yeah, I feel incredible.”
    “Me, too.”
    Their lips met again as he initiated another round of lovemaking. She felt in her soul that this soft-spoken, red-hot lover was destined to become part of her future, but she had no idea how.
     
     
     
     

Chapter Six
     
     
    Cooper O’Toole strolled in while Flame sat at the breakfast table with Raef, Hatch, and Ian. At some point during the night everyone else had left.
    “So you are Flame?” he asked with a dissecting look. “Does Flame have a last name?”
    “Yes,” she responded, meeting his hard-bitten stare. “But only those who’ve earned my trust know of it.”
    Coop was massive in size with a rugged exterior. Not very attractive, yet he possessed a harsh appeal, which revealed he was a man of hard lessons learned. He appeared older, perhaps in his sixties, and well seasoned. She could tell Citizen Soldiers had chosen a strong boss.
    “I hope you’re as tough as you act.” He narrowed his eyes. “Can you ride?”
    Hatch spoke up. “She sure as hell can, put my ass to the test on the way out.”
    “You always were a soft one.” Coop laughed.
    “Hey, why torture myself when I can afford the best?”
    “I’d rather be hard. The ladies don’t like me any other way.”
    “Uh, Coop, we have a lady present,” Ian said.
    “Shit, if she can’t handle the talk how the hell is she going to ride with us and kill some evil bastard? We aren’t going to coddle her.”
    Flame waved Ian off. “Don’t worry. I can handle anything you’ve got.” She looked at Coop. “You’re right. We do like our men hard.” Then she glanced at Raef and smiled. He gave her a subtle wink. Their night together had been even better than he’d promised.
    “These creepers like to prowl in the dark.” Coop poured himself a cup of coffee. “We’ll head out at dusk, see if we can find some ghouls and draw attention from the Satellite. I gotta admit that when Ian called me last night and said he’d found the one who could kill the bastard, I was shocked to discover it was a woman. None of us have been able to find the prick. You sure you can handle this?”
    “I’m sure. How long have you been with the Soldiers?”
    “I started the group, little miss.”
    “Oh…I thought perhaps you and Von had started it together, from the little I have heard.”
    “You thought wrong. I’d never start a group with that prick. He tried to take over, but I booted his ass.”
    “Sorry I brought it up.”
    “No

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