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“Oh!” I gasp when I turn back to the door and run smack into a solid chest, a cold shiver rattling my bones when I consider the fact that this gangster—whose name is still a mystery to me—brought along a friend, but when I look up and my eyes lock with familiar blue ones, my knees threaten to give out in relief. “Jax!”
“I’m here, angel,” he says gruffly, running his eyes over me before his gaze skips to the man standing behind me. “Is that the man I need to kill for coming after you?”
Jax doesn’t wait for an answer as he gently pushes me behind him before strutting toward the man who looks perplexed at this sudden change. “Who the fuck are you?”
Jax doesn’t respond, his eyes burning with anger, and he lunges at the other man, fists raised. I watch in horror as his fist collides with the intruder’s face with a sickening crunch that has me covering my nose in sympathy, but Jax doesn’t seem moved by the man’s bleeding nose as he pummels his fists endlessly into the gangster’s face.
The other man tries his best to defend himself against the blows, occasionally blocking a jab or two, but Jax is unforgiving with his punches. Their bodies collide in a flurry of fists and kicks, the sound of grunts and thuds filling the air, and when the other man drops to the floor, his face a bleeding mess, Jax follows him down, and I realize too soon that this is going to end fatally if I don’t step in.
“Jax, stop! Please . . .” My voice trails off when his eyes shoot up, and there is something dark and dangerous in his gaze, not unlike something you would find in a frenzied predator.
“Where did he hurt you?” he growls, his voice almost inhuman, but instead of scaring me, all it does is send my sex clenching with need.
“H-he didn’t hurt me,” I manage, a shiver overtaking my body when Jax runs his dark eyes over me to look for injuries, and although it starts off as innocent, his eyes flare when they close in on my pebbled nipples.
Jax lets go of the man’s collar, and his head hits the floor with a hard thud, but neither of us pays attention to him. My eyes stay on Jax as he climbs to his feet and stalks toward me, forcing me to back up a step, then another, stopping only when my back hits the wall.
“I’m taking you home,” he says before grabbing my hand and dragging me out my front door. I can’t get my throat to work enough to protest or ask what he means, but it becomes clear when he pulls his phone from his pocket and puts it to his ear.
In a clipped tone, he tells the person on the other end of the line what just happened and that he is taking me to his apartment. He must be talking to his brother, who clearly protests Jax’s plan, because after a short pause, he responds, “I don’t give a fuck, Matthew. You can get her statement at my place. I won’t have her in the same room as that piece of shit for another second.”
Everything after that is a blur of leaving my building, getting into Jax’s car, and driving across town. It feels like only a few minutes have passed when Jax is guiding me out of his car and into his apartment building. The elevator ride to his floor is quiet and I still can’t bring myself to speak, but Jax refuses to relinquish his hold on me. When we enter his apartment, he barely waits for the door to close before he’s pushing me against the wall. The feel of his weight against me is grounding in a way I didn’t realize I needed. I’m suddenly drowning, and clinging to Jax is the only thing that can save me.
Whatever happened to guarding my heart?
The thought of pushing Jax away doesn’t even occur to me. How the hell can I stay away from this man? Did I really think I could go on living without him?
That he would let me?
“I almost lost you,” he grinds out, lifting his bruised hand to my cheek, and instead of disgust, I grow hot at the thought of my gentle giant going all fiery for me.
“I thought you wanted to get rid of me,” I admit.
“I wanted those men caught, so you could go back to living a life without fear,” Jax says, burying his fingers in my hair and tugging hard. “I did not mean for you to go back to a life without me.”
“Oh.” I gasp when he tightens his fingers in my hair, moisture slicking my folds from how intensely he’s watching me. I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and stare innocently up at him, as if I didn’t almost ruin the best thing to ever happen to me. “I should’ve talked to you about it, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t leave me again,” he says thickly, his voice so rough and masculine it sends my core clenching with need. “I will come back for you even if you do. I will find you and claim what belongs to me!”
I gasp again when he trails his bruised hands up my shorts, his calloused fingers leaving a storm of heat wherever it is they caress.
“Every time you run away, I will find you and claim you,” he says again, cupping my pussy over my shorts. “I will claim this tight pussy until you remember who you belong to!”
“Yes,” I whimper, my thighs shaking when he unfastens my shorts before yanking them down my thighs along with my panties, which I step out of.
“I want to fuck you so hard, you’ll feel me for days,” he whispers roughly, brushing his lips softly against mine. “Push my fat cock into your tight little pussy until all our neighbors know you’re mine.”
I want that too. “Please, Daddy!”
Jax tugs my hair, forcing my head to tilt up, his ocean-blue eyes boring into mine. “Say it again,” he orders, and I am weak to resist him.
“Please . . . Daddy!”
“Fuck!” he roars pressing his mouth hard against mine, and I whimper as I open up for him, my head growing dizzy when he deepens the kiss. I moan around his hungry tongue when he palms my tits, pinching my pebbled nipples through my top and sending a rush of heat rocking my core. We break the kiss when we run out of air. “I love you, angel,” he breathes against my lips, his words sending my heart clenching with need. “I want you to trust me to protect and take care of you, forever.”
“I love you,” I sniff, my head spinning from his confession. I never expected to get the words from him, especially not this early, but it only makes this moment between us perfect. “Take me, Daddy.”
Jax presses his mouth hotly over mine but only briefly. “The cops will be here in a few minutes to get our statements, and I don’t want them to find you all naked and whimpering for my cock. Only I am allowed to see you that way. I’ll take my time with you later tonight,” he rasps deeply, “But for now, let me taste you, angel.”
