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of pain flamed through his buds.
    “On top of all that money plus your very own sex slave there is an added bonus of why you should take this assignment.”
    “If fucking you is one of them, I want no part of it.”
    “Oh, Outlaw, I would have thought you’d miss our weekly mandatory sessions. I’ve always told you that you’re my favorite lover. Believe me, you’ll want to take this S.K.U.L.L. assignment.”
    She pulled a little harder on the nipple rings and he gasped at the pleasure-pain.
    “I’ll be the judge of whether I need to accept the assignment—not you,” he ground out. Wet heat from her pussy splashed against the back of his neck as she ground herself into him. A moment later, her bare legs came around to his sides. Holy crap! She was going to straddle him.
    “Bev…” he warned, not knowing if he could keep himself from giving in to the delicious lust her touches were creating.
    “Don’t move, sweetheart,” his former chief and commander whispered as she gyrated her hips against the top of his head. “I want to fuck your head and then your other head, and then we’ll talk.”
    “Talk now, Bev. Or I’m out.”
    She let out a quaking breath and continued to ride him, the musky scent of her arousal slamming into his nostrils making his cock pulse hotter.
    “All right… I figured you’d be very interested for a couple of reasons.”
    Shit!
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    Colter’s Revenge
    “You’re a doctor who’s available at such short notice. And you once expressed an interest to me in pursuing research for the X-virus cure. Why didn’t you?”
    “I decided family doctoring was a higher priority these days,” Colter lied. Truth be told, financial reasons had been the stumbling block. He couldn’t afford to leave his brothers high and dry on the farm. It had been easier to set up a doctor’s office at the farm and help with the chores between patients.
    “Your assignment involves the widow of Dr. Blakely. I believe you remember the scientist? He’s the one who invented the X-virus and almost killed your Claimed wife and your brother Luke a few months back.”
    Oh he remembered that creep, all right. If he and his brothers hadn’t shown up at the farm when they did, Luke would be dead and Callie and her unborn child would be the mad doctor’s guinea pig. She’d most likely be involved in ménage à trois with the evil scientist and his wife. Thankfully, things had worked out differently.
    “Go on.” He held his head still as Bev moaned and gyrated her hips faster, pressing her hot, wet pussy harder against him. His cock hardened painfully and he couldn’t stop the groan from escaping his mouth as the thought of another woman entered his mind. A dark-haired, blue-eyed beauty named Ashley. Ashley instead of Bev. Standing behind him, her heavy breasts dangling like ripe fruit above him, elongated burgundy nipples inches from his mouth, her bare legs on each side of his shoulders as she fucked his head with her bare, hot pussy much the same way as Bev was doing to him now.
    “Dr. Cheri Blakely has a convention booked at the nearby Pleasure Palace. Word has it she’ll meet with several doctors who are representing drug conglomerates…oh yes! Your head feels so damned good, Outlaw. Just like the old days.”
    She began to pant, the weight of her body pressing heavier on his head.
    “Why is she meeting with these doctors?”
    “She claims to have an instant cure for one of the X-virus’s less lethal mutations. If you can get S.K.U.L.L. that cure…ohh…God…yes!…”
    She was grinding her hips harder now, soaking his flesh with her hot juices, making his neck sticky and ache like a son of a bitch. The sultry sound of Bev’s erotic moans made his teeth clench as visions of Ashley sliced through his brain. Visions of her wrists being tied above her head. The erotic way her sparkling blue eyes glowed when he made love to her. The cute way her full lips parted in a sensual gasp as his hard, thick cock