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“No,” I whimpered, shaking my head.
“Yes. Let me take care of you.” He licked his way into my mouth, kissing me slow and deep. “Let me.”
If anyone could say no to him, it wasn’t me. Would never be me.
He pushed it inside of me again, slow and easy, and my still oversensitive clit pulsed painfully. I bit my lip not to moan aloud, but as he turned up the speed again, there was no stopping it. He caught the sound with his mouth, kissing me gently while he used the butt of his hand to hold me in place for the onslaught of pleasure. Wires were twisting and twining tighter and tighter inside me, hot and barbed with thorns that brought ecstasy with their pain. He kissed me so sweetly even as the pressure rose inside me to an unbearable level. Nothing took it away. Not rocking my hips, not lifting upward to get more of that evil, incredible toy. His hand pushed me down every time I tried to escape, and his lips pinned me with gentle kisses.
“You’re mine,” he breathed against my cheek as we both watched him work me in the shadowy recesses of the sleeping bag.
There was no refusing it. I whispered “yes,” even as he nudged me over the next rise.
I was his, utterly. And he knew it.
For good. For life.
When he finally drew it away, I was a jittery mess. I curled on my side away from him and he rested his chin on my shoulder, holding me close.
Somehow his husky voice invaded the post-climax haze.
“Swans mate for life. When one dies, the other dies too.” His lips touched my neck. “There can be no other.”
I blinked. Replayed it over in my head a couple times. “What the hell are you talking about?”
His chuckle made me smile too, even if I didn’t know what we were smiling about. He lifted my hand and kissed my knuckles. “Romance will forever be lost on you.”
The humor vanished. “Don’t give up on me.”
“Never.”
“I need to tell you something.” I rolled on my back and lifted a shaky hand to smooth the hair away from his brow. I was shaky for a whole new reason now. “Well, a couple somethings.”
“I thought you were cheating on me.” He averted his gaze. “For a while.”
“What?” I grabbed his cheek and drew his face back to mine. “Are you fucking stupid?”
“Sometimes. Over you, always.”
I lost my mad as fast as it had come. “Ditto. And don’t try to sweet talk your way out of this. How could you think I would cheat on you? There is no one…I could never…there would never be—”
He laid a finger over my lips. “I know that, now. We’ve come farther in the past weeks than we have in the past year.”
I shut my eyes. “I know I’ve been difficult to deal with.”
“Now and then, but hell, you can have five orgasms in a row, so it all works out.”
“Oh my God. It was not five. Like…four.” His laughter made me grin in spite of my embarrassment. “And a half.” I cleared my throat. “Why did you think I was cheating?”
“I saw all the phone calls from the unknown number. I wasn’t spying,” he added quickly. “I just picked up your number one day to grab Carly’s number, and they were all there. I didn’t know what to think.”
“They aren’t from a man. Or maybe they are. Hell if I know for sure. If they are from a man, they aren’t from one who wants to sleep with me.” I sat up and clamped my arms around my stomach. “More like he wants me dead.”
Tray sat up too. He brushed my hair off my shoulder and waited.
I told him everything I knew. About the calls years ago, the ones that had sent me running to the city and had caused me to change my name from Amelia to Mia. Then I went through the new calls, and the occasional texts, and mentioned that I’d wondered if the heavy bag was connected. If even that odd situation with the chick outside Vinnie’s that night in the alley might play in.
“The blonde,” he said, and I glanced at him, goose bumps popping out over my skin in spite of how warm the room was.
“What blonde?”
