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CHAPTER9

Cyrus

If anyone had hurt her or even displaced a single hair on her head, I would have destroyed them. I couldn’t imagine something happening to her and I was so incredibly thankful that I’d been able to get to her first.

I pressed my lips against the top of her head gently and she nestled her head into the crook of my neck.

This.

She was pure heaven.

I wanted to hold her, to keep her safe in my arms forever.

I could feel the heat of her punished backside radiating through the dusky colored jeans that covered her gorgeous legs and delicious little ass. She whimpered quietly, and I closed my eyes, imagining that she was thinking about how wickedly wrong it felt to have been taught a very harsh lesson at the end of my cock.

The tight ring of her cute little anus had paled as I had stretched it. I’d watched it turn pink as I first started fucking it and I’d savored the way it had bordered on red by the time I was through with it.

Every single thing she did from the moment I’d taken her pants and panties down for her spanking had been perfection—from her blushing cheeks, to her delightful stammers, to the way she couldn’t stand still when she finally realized her bare little ass was about to get punished far harder than she had ever imagined.

I’d delighted in marking her bare backside with my belt, but the moment the tight ring of her little asshole closed around my cock had been pure unadulterated bliss. I could have fucked her ass all night long.

I squeezed her even tighter against my chest.

I’d meant what I said when I’d told her she was mine. She could run or hide or fight me, but nothing was going to stop me from keeping her.

“Cyrus?” she murmured. The musical sound of her voice was soft and a little hoarse, giving away just how tired she was.

When we reached the safehouse that James had arranged for me, I was going to take care of her the best that I could and then I’d put her to bed. I’d stay with her for as long as she needed.

“What is it, Ava?” I asked. My hand cupped her face, my thumb gliding back and forth as I caressed her cheekbone.

“Thank you for keeping me safe,” she smiled, her eyes sparkling up at me.

“I’d do anything for you, my sweet girl. Even if that means belting your perfect little ass before I fuck it,” I answered. She shivered against me, but I knew it wasn’t in fear. It was with arousal.

“I’m still so sore,” she admitted shyly.

“Good,” I replied firmly. I kissed her forehead and her form practically melted against mine. She closed her eyes and I let her rest on me for the rest of the drive mostly because I wanted her to.

This sweet firecracker of a woman had turned my world upside down.

Just a few days ago, I was living a simple life. My Italian restaurant was a success. It didn’t bring in wild amounts of money, but I didn’t need to amass an even larger fortune than I already had. After losing my wife and son, I’d settled down away from the harder world of crime, weapons dealings, the works.

Deep in my heart though, I’d known I couldn’t stay away from it forever. Sooner or later, something would catch up with me or pull me back in.

For her, it was all worth it. I’d kill for her without a second thought.

Anthony would have never survived at the height of my day. I’d have had my men combing the streets for him. When I made a call for someone’s head, I didn’t have to wait any longer than twenty-four hours. My word was all that it took.

Tomorrow, I would figure out how I was going to put a bullet in his skull. Tonight, I was going to make sure my woman knew she was mine and that I loved and cared for her.

Frank merged onto the highway and sped off into the night. There was still quite a bit of traffic, and I kept my eyes on our surroundings, wanting to ensure that we weren’t followed. Frank had been my driver for years now and he knew the drill. He’d take several turns in a row, watching for anyone traveling the same route. If he saw anyone, he’d lose them as quickly as he could.

There was no one following tonight.

Ava’s breathing slowed. Her small fingers gripped at my shirt, and I wanted to memorize this moment in time forever.

The only thing missing was my ring on her finger and my child in her belly.

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