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“If you want to leave,” he continued. “I’ll set you up in a place of your choosing, with security guards and cash and whatever else you need. If you need to distance yourself from me, I’ll respect that. People have kept you prisoner your entire life. I will not be one of them.”
My bottom lip trembled, but I held back the emotions storming inside me.
He read something on my face and reached out, cupping my cheeks as he looked down at me. “You are valuable,” he said. “You’re worth more than any alliance, any monetary value, any favor, or any deal. You have no idea the power you hold, Serenity.”
“I don’t want to cause you any more trouble,” I admitted. “I don’t want you to feel like I’m taking advantage of you.”
“Tell me something, Serenity,” he said. “Did you come to me only because you had my favor chip?”
I shook my head. “I could’ve gone to any room that night,” she said. “I could’ve asked Crossland to fly me somewhere safe. I could’ve asked Asher or Weston or Ethan. I know any one of them would’ve helped me get out of that hotel.”
“But you came to me. Why?”
“Because you’ve always seen me,” I answered. “You’ve always made me feel safe, even when I felt like I was drowning. The certainty that I’d see you at every game…it’s kept me going for far longer than you even realize.”
His pale green eyes guttered, and he smoothed the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip. “I wasn’t lying to you,” he said, “when I told you that you’d traded one monster for another. I’ve worked hard to go legitimate, but you know I have a past. One I can’t guarantee won’t ever be an issue, but one I can guarantee means I don’t deserve you.” His eyes fell to my lips, then back up again. “But if you want to stay with me, then stay with me. Just know that you’ll never be rid of me if you make that choice. You’ve owned me for far longer than you know. If you choose me, I’m yours.” He dropped his hands from my face and took a step back, giving us space. “If you need time to think about that, I understand, and if there is ever a time in the future you decide you need to be on your own, I’ll make it happen?—”
“I don’t need time,” I said, heart racing. “I know what I want.”
He waited, studying me.
I let go of the suitcase, holding my hands out toward him while I shrugged.
“I don’t want to leave. Your past doesn’t scare me. Not being with you does,” I said.
Gareth spanned the distance between us in one stride, hauling me against his warm, hard body while he dipped his head down and captured my mouth with his.
I gasped, falling into the kiss with as much desperation and hunger as he gave. I clawed at him, emotions rising to the surface like a tidal wave. I needed him on a level I couldn’t quite fathom, but in that moment, I didn’t care to stop and try to understand.
I gripped his shirt, frantic and starved, ripping it open without regard to the buttons.
Gareth jerked out of the kiss, eyes falling to where his shirt was torn open for all of two seconds before he yanked the rest of it off.
My fingers were immediately on his skin, relishing the lines of ink covering his forearms and reaching up to his biceps, some of the art spreading over his muscled chest. I trailed them over his abdomen, marveling at every glorious inch of him in the early morning light. I reached his zipper, quickly undoing his pants and dropping to my knees to slide them down his thick thighs.
He helped step out of them, and I was already in such a position…
I trembled as I pulled at his boxer-briefs, his cock springing free in all its slightly intimidating size. I had no clue what I was doing, but I gripped him, stroking him while I looked up.
“Tell me if I do something wrong,” I whispered.
He tipped my chin up, shaking his head. “You couldn’t,” he said. “Ever. You’re?—”
I wrapped my lips around the thick head of his cock, swirling my tongue around in an exploratory way, moaning slightly at the feel of him in my mouth.
“Fuck, angel,” he groaned, his hands flying to my hair.
I took him in my mouth a little more, stretching wider to try to fit him all the way in. It was impossible, so I continued stroking his shaft and used my mouth to play with the tip.
“Goddamn,” he said, and I flicked my eyes up to him. “You look so fucking good with my cock in your mouth.”
I shivered at the words, at the praise, my body responding to everything about him. I flicked my tongue over the slit, and he thrust his hips, diving deeper. I whimpered, pleasure snapping through me at the dominating move.
I did it again, and he gave me the same reaction.
Heat pulsed in my core, my mind whirling with the pleasure building beneath my skin. He wasn’t even touching me, but I was…consumed by him. Devouring him. It felt powerful, just like he’d told me I was.
I liked it.
