“This should have always been the way.” My lips latch onto her skin, my fangs aching to sink into her, but I fight off the need.
For now.
“Yes.”
“From now on, you are mine, baby. Mine to keep, mine to pleasure, and mine to protect.”
“We’ll see.” She looks at me now.
Her eyes are dark with lust, her lips parted as she pants with desire.
I can smell how turned on she is for me, and it makes my cock throb in my pants.
“We have a lot to talk about, Thorin. I know that you feel this connection, but I have felt it for years, yet you have fought it. You cannot expect me just to forgive and forget what you have done to me. My body is betraying my heart right now. I want nothing more than to sink down on this.” She grinds down on my hard-on, making me hiss.
“But the pain is still in here.” She taps the side of her head, then her heart.
My gut tightens, seeing the pain in her eyes. For years she has felt this and worse because of me.
“I was a stubborn asshole, I know this, but I want to move on. Make up for the shit that I have pulled, but we can’t do that if it keeps getting brought up,” I growl.
It is the wrong thing to say, and I know it as soon as the words leave my big mouth.
Well, fuck.
Delaney scowls, then climbs off my lap. I miss her heat and touch immediately. She paces at the end of my bed, and I adjust my cock, thick in my jeans. The zipper and material will leave an imprint with how little room is left. So I do the only logical thing to do, I pop the button and pull the zipper down.
The instant relief has me sighing, and that sound makes Delaney’s head snap in my direction. Her eyes drop to my cock, her lips parting in shock;yeah, baby I am big and thick.
“Thorin.” My name is a whimper on her lips, before she shakes herself of any dirty thoughts. “No, I will not let you distract me with that-that thing,” she snaps, making me laugh at how fucking adorable she is when she is on fire.
“Not a distraction, baby. My cock has not had any use in three months, but having you on my lap with only my jeans as a barrier has me hard as stone, and my balls screaming to be emptied.”
She scoffs. “Yeah, okay. You seem to forget that I know how insatiable you are, Thorin. You cannot go days without fucking, let alone three months.”
The material of the shirt hangs open, barely covering her juicy tits, taunting me, letting me see what she has underneath, but not enough to satisfy my needs.
She is fucking sexy.
She leans against the large post at the foot of the bed, wrapping her arms around it.
“Delaney, baby, I swear on the Blood Oath, I have not touched any other woman since you left. I would say ask the brothers, but you won’t believe them, saying they have my back over yours. You underestimate how much they love you, babe.”
Her eyes soften at the emotion of the brothers. They see her as a little sister, and I know that she values them in her heart so much.
“None?” she asks.
“None. I have been feeding from blood bags, or to be discreet, because it freaks Rush out, bottles of blood. Or when needed, fuckers who deserved to be drained. I have not fed on any bitch’s blood. Seeing you leave fucked with my head. Then seeing you move on, being happy working, being independent away fromthe club, fucking gutted me, but it was necessary pain to see what the fuck I had lost. I will not let you go again, Delaney. I am the biggest cunt you will ever meet, but I don’t care as long as I keep you. Fucked up way more times than I can count, but I will make it up to you. So, get that sexy ass back over here, baby.”
She watches me, her hand gripping the large post, like it is a lifeguard.
“Trust will not come easy to me where you are concerned, Thorin.”
“You can, and you will, trust me. I am a man of my word and if I say that I will not cheat on you, fucking or feeding, you will believe me.”
“Will I? You cannot demand that I forgive you, Thorin.”
“Can’t I?” I arch a brow and grin.
