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for thrust as she clung to him with every ounce of her being. She could feel another orgasm starting hard on the heels of the first, curling up from her toes. It washed over her with the strength of a tsunami, sweeping away everything and leaving behind an incredible feeling of fulfillment.
    She let out an inarticulate scream, clinging to Kaeden as the world dissolved into a rainbow of incredible sensations. She could tell the exact moment he joined her, his thick seed spurting out in strong jets that bathed her pussy with heat.
    They clung to each other for what seemed like an eternity, two people alone in a sea of sensual overload. They drifted back to reality at a snail’s pace, still holding on to each other. Dee closed her eyes and snuggled closer to Kaeden. Tomorrow would be soon enough to deal with reality.
    For tonight, at least, they were together.

Chapter Two
     
    “I have a sister.”
    She wasn’t sure who looked more stunned when she blurted that little piece of information out, her or the guys seated around the breakfast table. She had no idea why she’d suddenly decided to share. Wren had nothing to do with this world. Nothing at all. These men were cynical, world weary and emotionally exhausted by the horrors they’d experienced in the provincial wars. Wren was sunshine and light. She was naïve and innocent. And missing. Maybe it was time to ask for help.
    The fact that Kaeden and his band of mercenaries had showed up to rescue her from the auction block indicated two things; they still considered her to be one of them, and they’d been keeping tabs on her since she left.
    Six pairs of eyes regarded her with expressions ranging from surprise to shock. Snake jumped to his feet, knocking over his chair. “We had no idea. Did we leave your sister back there at the auction?” Snake stared at her intently.
    “Don’t be silly. Of course not.” Dee shook her head, almost amused at the relief visible on the man’s face.
    “Then why did you suddenly feel the need to enlighten us about your family ties?” He looked miffed as he picked up the chair and sat back down.
    “She’s missing.” Dee fingered the collar on her neck.
    “Missing how? Where? For how long? And why did I not know you had a sister?” Kaeden reached for her hand and pulled it away from the collar.
    “If I knew where she was, she wouldn’t be missing.” Dee rubbed the spot where the old collar had chafed, glaring at him. While she understood his reasoning, even conceded he had a valid point, she still didn’t have to like the damn collar. “Wren is my younger sister, and up until my mother got herself killed in a food riot, I didn’t even know she existed. I guess dear old mom didn’t approve of me as a role model. When she kicked the bucket, though, I was the only person left to take care of Wren. The child welfare people dug through Mom’s papers and found out I existed, but it took them months to track me down. I’m not sure who was more surprised to find out they had a sister, her or me.”
    Kaeden shook his head, a ghost of a smile curving his craggy lips. “Can’t say you’d be my first choice to look after a little girl.”
    Dee raised her eyebrows, surprised at how much that hurt. She was just as capable of looking after a child as anyone in the room. “And who would be your first choice? Shotgun over there?” She nodded at the company’s sharpshooter, lounging against the counter.
    “Well, at least I wouldn’t lose the little tyke.” An easy smile lit up Shotgun’s scarred face. “How little are we talking? You have a picture? We don’t have a contract at the moment. Maybe we can help find her.”
    Dee rolled her eyes. “Yeah. Where do you think I would have put a picture when the cops grabbed me?”
    Shotgun just settled back into his seat and grinned at her.
    “He’s not dumb enough to answer that.” Kaeden reached into his pocket and produced a shiny metal bracelet. Before Dee had time to blink, he