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His mouth is on mine then, prying my lips apart.
I don’t have the strength to resist him. Because I want this as much as he does. I need to lose myself in his strong body. And for just a moment, I want to let him be the strength.
Because I’ve been through the wringer tonight.
We kiss hard—hard and passionately. Minutes pass, I don’t know how many.
With one hand, he wrenches the towel from my body, and it falls into a puddle on the floor.
I stand before him naked, our mouths still fused.
He’s still wearing his black shirt and black pants and black boots. His hoodie is gone, of course, because he gave it to me.
Almost as quickly, he rips his mouth from mine.
“Get on the bed, Savannah.”
I’m too tired to disobey him.
In fact, I don’t want to disobey him. Even if I had all the energy of a steam engine, I wouldn’t disobey him. I like when he gets dominant in the bedroom.
I like it a lot.
And right now? I need him. I need him inside me, cleaning the rest of Miles McAllister from my body. Because even after the scrubbing I took in the shower, I still feel tainted.
I crawl onto the bed, and I wait for him.
He sheds his clothes more slowly than I imagine, but he’s still undressed within a moment.
His cock is hard and ready, and he covers me with his body.
“Listen to me, Vannah,” he says, his gaze searing into mine. “I’m going to fuck you now. I’m going to fuck you hard, and I’m going to fuck you fast, because I need it.”
“I need it too, Falcon. We both do, after the hell we’ve been through.”
“When my cock is inside you, I want you to remember.” He stares through my eyes directly into my soul. “Remember who you belong to. You’re mine, Savannah Gallo. You will never be his or anyone else’s. Do you understand me?”
“Falcon, I was always yours. It didn’t matter what he was going to do to me, or anything else?—”
He puts his hand over my mouth, clamping it shut. “Stop right there. No other man will ever touch you. Do you understand me?”
His hand covers my mouth, so I can’t answer him.
I want to nod. Because I want to believe it.
But I know better.
They won’t stop.
“Tell me you understand that,” he says again. “You fucking tell me now, Vannah.”
So I nod.
I nod because I want it to be true. I desperately want it to be true.
He removes his hand from my mouth.
“Good. Now say it.”
