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Every man that ever hurt me.
Sitting in the yard, I watch as the house before me becomes overcome with flames.
That’s the last of it.
The house where my father condemned me to hell long before Hector ever did.
“Are you ready to go home, little lamb.” Raf squeezes my hand.
“You are my home.”
Three Months Later
“I can’t thank you enough for this, Isabella.” I overeagerly shake her hand and thank her for the hundredth time.
It took a little convincing on his part, but Raf talked me into seeking a job at the shelter. I was hesitant to spend my days surrounded by women who had suffered and survived a similar hell as me. I think he thought it would help me put that life behind me.
I hate that he always seems to know exactly how to fix me.
While I have my moments that need some reassurance, with the help of the man I love, I buried each and every one of my demons—literally. Helping other women see that there is light and happiness on the other side of hell is one of the most rewarding things I’ve ever done with my life.
“You’re family.” Isabella hugs me. “And these women gravitate to you. You relate to them in a way most of us never will.”
“I’m not family.” I shake my head.
“You will be soon enough.” She smiles at me.
thirty-seven
RAFAEL
Six Months Later
“You know the rules, little lamb.” I unbutton her shorts and slide them down her legs and over her sneakers. Standing, I grab the hem of her tank top and drag it over her head. She stands before me in nothing but a thin pair of cotton panties and her sneakers. “If I catch you, I’m going to take every last thing I want from you.”
She doesn’t wait for my command. She takes off, sprinting through the woods.
If she isn’t going to follow the rules, neither am I.
Taking a second to pull off my shirt and toss it to the ground, I run after her. She squeals when I round a tree and nearly snag her wrist, her laughter echoing through the woods when she manages to avoid me.
“You know I’ll catch you,” I call after her. “I always do.”
Walking lightly, ensuring to avoid sticks that might give me away, I creep toward the direction she ran. I can hear her heavy, muffled breathing no more than a couple of feet from me where she’s hiding behind the trunk of a large tree.
Sprinting the few feet between us, I grab her hand before she sees me and pull her into me as I press her back into the tree.
“You’re mine now, little lamb.” I free my cock, pull her panties to the side, and lift her legs around my waist.
With her body wedged between mine and the tree, I slip inside her slick cunt and growl, “Always so fucking wet when I hunt you.”
Driving into her, she cries out from the bark scratching along her back and my relentless thrusts. My fingers dig into her thighs as they flex around my waist, and there is no denying my gorgeous wife is going to be a bruised and scarred mess by the time we make our way back to the house.
“Fuck. There. Fuck! Raf! Fu—” Her body writhes against me as she comes hard and fast. The way she always does in these woods.
Keeping myself deep inside of her, I pull her from the tree. I hold her tightly, and she continues to clench around my cock as I lay us on the forest floor.
On my back with her legs straddling my hips, I palm her cheeks and press my lips to hers. Teasingly taking her mouth with my tongue, I begin to increase the tempo of my thrusts. I speak against her lips through our kiss, “I’m not done with you. I want you so fucking satisfied that I have to carry you to bed.”
