For a while, neither of us speaks.
We just breathe and slowly come back to ourselves.
Silas presses a kiss to the nape of my neck, and it’s unbearably tender. My heart twists with an emotion I’ve never felt before.
He eases out of me, and the warm liquid slides down my thighs.
Silas turns me in his arms and kisses me gently, then smiles against my lips.
“I can assure you I’ll never have issues with fucking you, Little Raven,” he says, and I know he’s referring to my comment about putting more effort into it, purposely antagonizing him.
I can’t help but smile as I brush my lips against his. “I’d hate to replace you so quickly.”
His grip tightens on my hips, and his words come out as more of a growl. “You’re not replacing me, Doc. Even if I’m in the grave.”
I roll my eyes. “That’s right, your men will hunt your replacements.” Though I’m certain the stubborn asshole would somehow be able to do it himself from the grave.
He pulls back to look at me, and his eyes linger on me a moment longer as if he’s realizing something taking place inside him.
It’s a loaded look, and I feel every second of it.
I reach up to brush his fringe from his brow, and he catches my hand and presses his lips to my palm.
And under his warm gaze, my heart jumps. “Are we really doing this?” I whisper.
“You are mine, Doc. In every sense of the word. From now on, I’m the only one you have to fear running from because I won’t let anyone else even close.”
My breath hitches because I believe in his power and force.
“What should I call you from now on?” he asks.
I don’t even hesitate as I say, “Leo. OrDoctorGraves.” I make a point to emphasize doctor, like I had in our first meeting. “I’m not that person anymore,” I say, regarding my birth name. The moment I decided to leave that life, I buried her. And I’m grateful to Silas for giving me the strength to take this head-on, so I can protect the woman and life I’ve built here.
41
SILAS
After a week of having Leonore staying with me, I have figured out three things for absolute certainty.
One. I like being around this woman.
Two. She likes to fuck as much as I do. Because every night my little psycho rides me hard, and then in the morning she feasts on my cock with her delectable little mouth like she can’t get enough of me, before casually flicking me off and getting dressed to go to work.
And three. I’m so fucking in love with her it borders on obsession.
Okay, itisobsession.
Despite the short amount of time she’s been in my life, I can’t imagine living without her. These are the thoughts that consume me as I drive to one of my men’s locations, where no one has moved or picked up for four hours.
Usually, I’d take Valen with me, but I’ve since had him close by her workplace at all times when I’m not there. I told her not to go to work, but she absolutely refused to listen to me. I also understand her desire not to let Konstantin affect her in this way. From the information I’ve gathered from Mikhail,Konstantin has very few weaknesses. He has left his city, and I can only assume that soon he’ll make his way here.
I arrive at the pinned location, which looks like an old boat shed on private property. I adjust my jacket as I step out of the car, an ominous feeling fluttering through me.
I pull my gun out and notice the recent tire tracks beside where I’ve parked my car. Though I hear no noise coming from inside, I prepare myself when I open the door. My eyes scan the room for any threat, but there is none.
For a split second, there is only silence.
Then I look up.
