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His hand cupped the side of my face, and he tilted my head upward. “We’re going to go to Thailand. And Rome. And Paris. And everywhere else you want to go—and we’re going to have the time of our lives. And everywhere we go, you’re going to walk at my side, and there’s one thing you’re going to know. Do you know what that is, Beautiful?”
I attempted a scowl, though I wanted to smile. “You know I don’t.”
His lips curved upward in a small, soft smile. Leaning in, he brushed his lips against mine softly once, and then twice. “Not even a guess?”
“Don’t make me kick you in the balls again, Zed.”
He laughed. “The first time was an accident, if I remember right.”
I rolled my eyes at him, and earned a massive grin.
He kissed me again anyway, though. “I love you, June. That’s what I’m getting at here, you stubborn, brilliant woman. I love you, and you’re stuck with me from here on out. And if you ever try to forget it, I’ll kiss you or follow you or let my damned wolf chase you again until you remember. Your past was shitty, but your future won’t be. Fight that all you want, because I’m not going anywhere. Ever.” His lips took mine again, and the kiss was slower, and longer.
“I don’t want to fight it,” I admitted, my heart melted into a damn puddle and my body still throbbing. “I just want you.”
“Good.” His hands were on my ass as he hauled me off the countertop, and his erection ground against my core as he carried me to the couch. “Because you’ve got me. Every damned inch of me.”
“Every massive, hot, hard inch of you?” I drawled, as he set my back down on the ottoman. My ass hung off the edge, my body tight with anticipation.
“Every damned one,” he agreed, flashing me a carnal grin as he parted my thighs and sank to his knees in front of them. “And right now, every hot, hard inch of me wants to make you moan and cry out so loudly that Dax has to leave his damn house because he’s so horny.”
I laughed—and then moaned when his mouth met my core. I cried out as he slowly dragged his tongue over my clit. Despite how long it had been, he wasn’t rushing—he was going to take it slow, apparently. “I want it fast,” I moaned at him, as his tongue moved another leisurely lap over my aching core.
“Not this time, Beautiful. I owe you for all those weeks of turning away from me,” he murmured into my core.
A groan escaped me. “You’re going to torture me?”
“Mmhm.” His tongue continued its slow strokes, his fingers massaging my thighs and ass.
My breathing grew faster as he went, my body getting hotter and needier with every passing minute. I dipped my toes down to brush his erection, and found the underside of him slick too.
He tossed my leg over his shoulder in punishment, opening me up more as one of his hands slid up to my breast, taking a handful.
I neared the edge, desperate for release, and he waited until I was only a moment from unravelling before he stopped, his breath slowly brushing my core.
“Zed,” I moaned.
“You’re getting it slow today, July,” he growled into me, his lips brushing my sensitive skin as he spoke.
“I hate you,” I groaned.
“You love me.” He nipped at my inner thigh.
“I think I actually might,” I agreed.
My words had us both stilling.
His tongue slid over my clit painfully-slowly, and then he said, “Say that again.”
“I think I’m in love with you,” I breathed.
He growled, and licked me. “Again, June.”
I moaned, “I’m in love with you.”
His teeth scraped my clit, and he sucked and teased it fiercely for a moment, stopping again as I neared the edge.
“Dammit, Zed,” I cried out. “I’m fucking in love with you, okay? So stop teasing me, and make love to me already.”
