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I run my hands down his back and squeeze tightly onto the taut muscles, feeling the tremors moving through him like quakes through the earth as he tenses at the same time as me, his own euphoria rising in tandem with the orgiastic juices now flooding into my pussy.
“I’m—I’m—”
I bite down on his shoulder and let out a carnal cry that feels like my womb is screaming from deep inside of me, a primal sound that is only muffled by the tangy sweetness of his unyielding shoulder muscle.
My pussy pulses and I feel wetness flushing out of me, soaking his cock, squirting desire and painting his massive length in my juices as we both keep writhing together.
My hips tingle and it’s like something else is guiding me, some unseen force.
Love, love, love.
The word crashes into my mind with the force of an earth quake, as Kane groans and then growls like a fucking animal, his cock pulsing in my pussy as he shoots his hot load deep inside of me.
We find each other’s lips again, kissing slower and slower as our bodies release the last tinges of ecstasy, and then finally I let my head fall back and he collapses atop me, his hard body heaving with giant breaths.
He rolls to the side and takes me with him, wrapping me in his shielding arm and hugging me close.
Then he leans down and kisses the top of my head.
“Jesus,” he whispers.
“Yeah,” I agree, feeling light headed and giddy. “That was really amazing. I mean, I have no frame of reference, but—”
“It was amazing,” he says firmly. “It was more than amazing. It was everything I’ve ever dreamed of. It was … hell, Kelly, it was you, and that’s what makes it so damn perfect.”
A tingle dances over me as I snuggle closer to him, resting my head on his chest and listening to his hammering heartbeat.
I close my eyes and let the cool relaxation move through my body, my sex sore, but in a good way, a way that tells me I can take my man and come back for seconds … after a break.
The words rise in my mind.
I love you.
But I bite down on them and just sink into the moment, feeling Kane doing the same, as his fingers make patterns in my tangled hair and his heartbeat begins to slow to a steady, earthy rumble.
Much later – after we have explored the lust-filled terrain of each other’s bodies yet another time – we’re sitting at the bar in the hotel’s bathrobes, soft silk that strokes the body and feels like a luxury bath.
Kane leans against the bar, the jet black robe open at the chest to show his ridged muscles, each one well defined, a very light touch of grey hair around his chest, making him look distinguished and capable.
“Kelly,” he says, “the last thing I want to do is ruin this moment. But I want to take you someplace tomorrow morning. And I won’t take you there without telling you what exactly I’m walking you into. It could be traumatic.”
“Um, okay?” I whisper, watching him for any sign that this is a joke.
The grim set to his expression tells me that it’s not.
“What is it?” I ask.
“I think I’ve found the man who attacked you,” he mutters. “He would’ve been seventeen at the time, but that’s no damn excuse. Lance was just a club skivvy then, trying to work his way up. And now he’s one of my enforcers.”
I gasp, collapsing heavily against the bar as the revelation swirls around my head.
“I shouldn’t have told you,” he murmurs.
“No, no,” I whisper. I grab his hand and hold onto it, gripping onto the security he offers. “I’m glad you did, really. I’m glad you waited, too, until after … you know.”
He smirks, his eyes shimmering.
“Getting innocent again now, my queen?”
I offer him a mega pout and then shake my head. “So what happens next?”
“It’s up to you,” he says. “I can take you to him, if you like. Or I can handle it myself.”
“How would you handle it?”
“However you wanted me to,” he growls grimly. “You’re my woman and you’re in control, not that piece of dirt. If you want to do something feral, something mean, something murderous, then I will. But otherwise, I’ll find a way to make him go away for a long, long time. I have contacts in the police. And with politicians. I can make that happen.”
“I want to see him,” I murmur, before I’ve even thought the decision through.
But then I sit up straighter, bringing my shoulders back, taking strength from the look of complete support in Kane’s eyes.
“He needs to see that he hasn’t broken me, that he could never break me.”
“I’m so proud of you,” Kane says, walking around the bar and enveloping me in his arms.
