Mistakes Made (Mission Mercenaries #2) Read Online Marie James

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Mission Mercenaries Series by Marie James
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Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 77841 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
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“I wonder if the feds found our little black toy,” I whisper in his ear as I straddle his lap. I’ll remember the moan of pleasure he makes when I slide down him for the rest of my life.

He grumbles something incoherent against the gag in his mouth and I know his inability to touch me, to command me, is its own form of torture. I hate that he can't praise me, that he can't tell me that I'm pleasing him. But I also refuse to let go with this moment.

The thoughts of what he’ll do to me for not allowing it, make me ride him harder. This isn't the most comfortable position in the world, but the thrill of him being inside of me for only the second time after dreaming about it for weeks, is more than enough.

I lean in closer, allowing my lips to brush his cheek. “I know what you did to Jason,” I whisper in his ear. “I know it makes me a little crazy, how much it turned me on that you'd protect me that way. I know it means you love me.”

He lifts his head, exposing his throat so I can trail my lips there. His pulse pounds against my lips and I’m familiar enough with the sounds he’s making to know just how close he is. The fact that he's going to come even tied up and gagged threatens to make me lose it as well.

If I had a genie in a bottle and three wishes, I'd use all of them for this right here. One for the look In his eyes. The second for the noises he makes, and the third for the devastating way he makes me feel.

My body gives in to his demands at the first kick of his cock inside of me. I don't fuck him through it. I settle on top of him, taking him as deep as I can go, as I shudder in orgasm. My skin tingles, knowing it was utter perfection, but at the same time, my body is demanding more.

My mental health can handle knowing how obsessed I am with this man because when I look into his eyes, I see the same level of obsession there. It's okay to be a little crazy so long as we're together.

He doesn’t speak when I untie the gag from his mouth, like I expect. He watches me, his eyes darting from mine, running down the tip of my nose to my lips.

“Is it going to take you one month to apologize?” I ask.

He shakes his head no, angling his head up to press his lips to mine.

“I want more,” I groan in distaste when he pulls away, wondering just how long I can maintain all the control.

“I'm never letting you out of my sight again,” he whispers, and that's all I need to give full power back to him.

Chapter 41

Liam

Before, when Raya and I were secluded in my house, it was all about possession. It was selfish. I didn't want people coming and taking her because she was mine.

As we walk out of the room, I realize how much that has shifted. All I want to do is protect her from the men standing there. I recognize them immediately but that doesn't matter.

Part of my head can understand that we're here together because of them. That she went to Angel for help. But I want to growl at Angel, at Hollis, at Nash, at the other guy standing in the room who I have no idea who he is.

She doesn't inch away from me when I pull her tightly to my side. She makes this little sound of satisfaction as she leans her arm against my bicep.

“You fuckers have a lot of nerve,” I growl. My anger must not have the hint of danger to it I expect, because there's nothing but smiles all around. These motherfuckers are happy with themselves.

The warmth of Raya’s hand spreads across my chest as she presses her palm to it. It soothes me in a way I never thought possible. I went without her touch, went without the warmth of her body for so long, I hope that the novelty of it never wears off. I hope my heart flutters, my pulse increases, every time she touches me from now to eternity.

“Who the fuck is that?” I grunt, pointing to the stranger across the room.

“That's Fox,” Angel says. “Don't worry about him.”

I narrow my eyes. The man may be sort of my boss but I don't follow commands from anybody.

Hollis inches closer, looking back over his shoulder before speaking. “That guy’s a real fucking psycho,” he whispers. “Not like you, not like me, certified. I think it has something to do with his girlfriend being killed.”

Understanding washes over me. If his girlfriend meant half of what Raya means to me, I have no doubt that would be enough to make him certifiably insane.



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