“Just fucking kiss me.”
His mouth crashes into mine, and it’s suddenly all worth it. The ache of my body, the sting of my arm, the bruise on my neck. I’d go through it all a hundred times if it meant I could havethis.
All of my senses are utterly consumed by him kneeling between my legs, his body reaching to press against mine, his hands caressing my back and his lips.
His fucking lips.
They won’t stay still for even a second. One moment, they are brushing against my neck, and then they’re attacking my mouth again, pausing only to take in air as if it’s in short supply.
I bunch my fists into his shirt, pulling him desperately closer. He climbs onto the couch, lowering me down gently as he lays on top of me, kissing and kissing and kissing as if he can’t taste enough of my skin.
Every place his lips graze leaves a fire behind in its wake. Agonizing and glorious, I crave more and more and more.
We’re pressed together so tightly that Teo almost crushes me when he returns to my mouth and deepens the kiss further. His tongue explores every inch of my mouth, lapping up every moan that escapes it.
“I won’t let anyone hurt you again,” he whispers into my mouth.
And despite the fact it’s entirely impossible for him to do such a thing, Ibelieveit. Because it’s coming from him with such conviction, such certainty. Like I’m the only thing in the world he could ever care about.
The possessiveness of it all sets my skin ablaze, imbuing every touch with meaning and significance, like I’m something worth worshiping.
And fuck does it go straight to my head.
“Will you protect me from the bad guys?”
He grunts into my mouth. “If anyonetouchesyou again…”
“Why?” I ask because I want to hear him say it so badly.
“Because you’re mine,” his voice is so low it rumbles through me. Directly to my already dampening core. “No one touches what’s mine.”
I gasp for breath, and Teo takes the opportunity to lift me up. I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist as he begins carrying me further into the bunker.
“Would you kill them?”
“I will kill them all for you.”
Fuck.If that isn’t the hottest, most deranged thing I’ve ever heard. I attack his mouth with increased desperation to stop myself from asking him to prove it.
Because he has proven it. He slashed out Luis’ throat right before my eyes. Dispatched nearly a dozen men right before that.
“Oh, you like that, don’t you?” He hums smugly. “You’re a freak,belle.Do you want me to tell you how much I enjoyed making that bastard pay?”
All I can do is whimper in response as his hands start to explore under my shirt, pinching at my nipples.
“He had no right to touch you. Wasn’t worthy enough,” he says. “I had to remove every part of him that did. I failed you by not removing his other hand.”
I can’t help but marvel at his strength as he carries me all the way to the bedroom, continuing to pepper kisses across my shoulders. His arms tighten around me as he pushes open the bedroom door.
“Did you like watching him suffer?”
I thread my hands into his hair and breathe him in. “I liked watching you make him suffer.”
Staring into his endless eyes, I can see his desperation, his lust, as obviously as I can feel my own desire pooling in my underwear.
Now. I need him now.
When we drop to the bed, I’m quick to reverse our positions, so I’m straddling him, pulling desperately on his pants. Teo only chuckles, sending cruel vibrations straight to my crotch.
