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“It’s the best one in the house,” I mutter gently riding my hips against him.
“Good, because this is where you’ll be sitting from now on,” Cain demands. The old familiar sensation of butterflies returns to my belly.
“Yes,boss.”
Cain clenches his jaw, suppressing whatever sound wanted to come out.
Without warning, he flings his head forward, unable to resist any longer. Our mouths meet and lock in an explosive kiss. His hands move over my body, squeezing and caressing anything they touch. His tongue breaks through the wall of my lips, fusing our bodies in unison.
I throw my hands over his shoulders and pull him tighter against me. I can’t get enough of him, and it seems, he can’t either. What strange turn of events have led us here?
Cain drops any pretense of sweet and caring, gliding a hand up the front of my shirt. His rough fingers dance across my skin, cupping one of my breasts. I moan into his mouth, and another explosion mounts in my core. It’s happening. It’s finally happening. I’ve found a real man to take my virginity.
The thought of my innocence has me break our kiss. Cain instantly removes his hand from my breast, pulling away from me. A cold spot lingers over my heart, exactly where his hand warmed moments ago.
“I’m sorry, Alyssa,” he starts his apology. “I don’t know what came over me.”
I still him with another kiss.
“It’s not you, Cain,” I shake my head. “You’ve done nothing wrong. It’s just—”
How do I break this news to him? The most I’ve ever done is practice kissing in the mirror-like some dork, let alone sharing a real experience with a man who knows what he wants.
“I’m a virgin,” I say shyly. Is it a point of pride or shame that I’ve never let anyone near my most intimate parts?
“Ah, fuck,” Cain growls. His length twitches under my thigh and those hungry, golden eyes peer directly into my baby blues. “Then it’s a good thing you stopped me when I did.”
“Why’s that?”
“Because this isn’t the place for me to claim your innocence and make you mine,” Cain says.
I crumble at those words, but Cain catches me before I fall off of him. He pulls me tightly against his firm chest, our mouths meeting in another round of passionate intensity.
“And trust me when I say, Alyssa Dresden, youwillbe mine,” Cain whispers into my ear.
His and only his?
I don't want it any other way.
Chapter 5
Cain
Three days later
Alyssa Dresden has been in my home but I haven’t gotten to see her since the night we shared outside. My days have been taken over by conversations with Emilio and Joe and my nights are spent preparing for war with the Barberetti scum while she’s been tending to Tony’s needs. A child’s laughter has never brought me more sadness, knowing that I could be pumping her full of my seed and sprouting my offspring during conversations of death.
What a twisted world we live in.
“He’s going to know we’ll be coming for him,” Emilio says.
“Who gives a shit. We’re going to put that chump in the ground,” Joe retorts.
We’re rehashing the same shit we’ve gone over a thousand times since the funeral. Alyssa’s presence, as much as I love having her here, has been a distraction from my work. I can’t think straight with the image of her drenched cunt wrapped around my cock swarming through my mind. It’s why I’ve spent so much time finding the perfect place to take her away this weekend. It’s why I’ve been disgracing an old friend.
She will be mine. I’ll have her say those words and swear her body to me. No woman will ever compare to her, and no man will ever have the grace of touching her again.
“And what if we send our men to their deaths? Are you suggesting we throw one magnificent funeral after the next until the entire Hawthorne organization has crumbled at our feet?” Emilio eases back in his chair, swinging one thin leg over the other. He has a cigarette clutched between two fingers, puffing on it like one would a cigar rather than drawing the smoke into his lungs.
