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With a grin, she removes the now ruined garment before reaching around to unsnap her bra. The moment her breasts are free, I lower my head and suckle her nipples as she straddles me. They melt on my tongue.

She frantically fumbles with the button on my jeans, moaning as I take her breast into my mouth. We are losing control, but I’ve never felt more alive than I do right now. Lifting my hips, I tug down my jeans. I’m already hard, and she’s oh-so wet—the perfect combination. I lift her, only to slam her back down onto my cock.

“Fuck,” I curse, almost losing my shit right here and now.

She doesn’t move. She just sits still, clenching her muscles around my shaft.

“You keep doin’ that, and this will be over before it even begins.”

Her cheeky smirk reveals she doesn’t seem to mind.

She begins to move, the slide of her hips a spectacular torture I never want to end. She fucks me long and hard, taking and giving pleasure all in the same breath. Knowing this is forever has me gripping her hips, coaxing her to ride me until we’re both spent.

“I love you!” she cries, bouncing frantically on my cock.

I would speak, but the air is robbed from me when she reaches down and begins to play with herself. This openness between us is something I can only ever do with her. Our walls have been shattered, and I refuse for them to ever be erected again.

She rocks against me while rubbing over her clit, and the sight has me letting go. I come hard, a winded breath leaving me as I pump my hips, coming inside of Babydoll. I don’t even have the strength to pull out, but when she whimpers and follows suit, I know she doesn’t mind.

The moment she’s spent, she slumps forward, and I take her with me as I lower my back onto the mattress.

We’re breathless and sticky. Her heart pounds against mine. This moment is utter perfection and to know we have a lifetime ahead of us has me leaning up and kissing her lips softly.

She moans, kissing me back languidly.

I’m worried about her arm, so I gently pull out, missing her heat instantly. She rolls off me and settles against the pillows while I gather the strength to get up and find the bathroom to get her cleaned up.

“No,” she says, gripping my bicep. “I just want to lie here with you—sticky and sated.”

She’ll get no complaints from me.

Tucking her into me, we snuggle closely, basking in the afterglow. Exhaustion tackles me, and for once in my life, I’m willing to surrender because I’ll deal with everything tomorrow.

“What happens now?” she whispers, drawing patterns on my chest with her fingertip.

“It’s time I organized a meeting with someone who can help end this.”

“And what does he want in return?”

She can guess but wants to hear it from my mouth.

“He wants Belfast, and ye know what, he can have it.”

Her silence has me worried she’s not fond of the idea.

“Do you think you can do that? Do you think after everything, you’re ready to give it all away?”

Cian’s anger crashes into me as he doesn’t think I should.

“I have everythin’ I want right here,” I affirm, bringing her closer into me.

She doesn’t reply, and I know that’s because she agrees with Cian. They both seem to think handing over my legacy isn’t what I should do. But if I don’t do that, we will just be back at square one.

I need someone bigger than this to help me, and if his terms are taking my kingdom in exchange for destroying the men who betrayed me, then that’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make.

Belfast needs to be purged, expunged of the filth so she can be reborn.

As Cami and I succumb to sleep, a small voice whispers that doing that may be easier said than done.

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