“I don’t care.”
“Well, I don’t want more people to die.”
“We’re not risking your life again.” Maverick’s chest rumbled again. This growl was a different kind.“I never should’ve agreed to that in the first place.”
“It’s okay.” I propped myself up on his chest lightly, so our eyes finally met. Something within me settled when they did.
I had never actually thought I would find this kind of relationship. One with feelings and emotions so insanely strong. One where I felt valued. Respected. Appreciated.
Timber had wanted me to shrink. Maverick expected me to be his equal, even if what I had to contribute wasn’t at the same level as what he had.
“I love you,” I said softly.“I’ve been trying not to admit it to myself, because I thought your feelings would change when you learned the truth, but I do. I love you.”
His eyes burned.“I love you too, Bloom.”
I lowered my lips to his and kissed him, changing our positions so the length of his erection rested against my center, putting pressure on my clit.
His hands ran slowly over my bare back, hips, ass, and thighs while his tongue stroked mine. He wasn’t pushing me for anything, but I wanted it anyway.
We’d abandoned our clothes before the shower, so there was nothing between us.
Not even secrets.
I moved my hips, so the tip of his cock was against my entrance. He growled into my mouth, his grip tightening on my ass and the back of my thigh as I sank down on his erection. He drove in deeper, and I moaned as he filled me.
We moved together, slow and rough, until we were both coming. One of my fangs cut his bottom lip as I started to pull away, and the taste of his blood on my tongue while he was buried inside me sent me spiraling into another orgasm.
Our chests rose and fell rapidly, and Maverick rolled us over. He lifted my hands above my head, pinning them to the bed as his eyes moved slowly down my face, then my figure. They were pure fire as he watched the place we were connected while he pulled out and thrust in slowly.
I’d told him that I drank from someone else, that I lied to him, that I hid the truth from him, and he didn’t walk away. He didn’t get mad. He just held me and talked to me.
What else was I waiting for?
My breath hitched as he hit that place inside me perfectly, and I arched my back, my fangs descending and throbbing. “Let’s seal the bond.”
Maverick’s eyes blazed as he took me slowly.
It didn’t feel like just fucking.
It felt like connection.
Like love.
His eyes were on my throat.
He wanted it. Badly.
But the whole time we’d been together, he’d been the one pushing. Taking. Claiming.
It was my turn to make it clear that I wanted him just as badly as he wanted me.
For once, I needed to be the one who put it all out there.
I lost control again, swearing and crying out in pleasure as he held my hands above my head. His slowed thrusts dragged myrelease out, and I was a sweaty, panting mess when he stopped to give me time to recover.
His gaze was trained on my face as I sucked in air.
“You’re too good at this,” I said.
