Page 25 of Yule Tyed


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The peelers now see us as partners to bring in the criminals. They know we have our hands in a few different businesses, including our connection with the Italians.

Monster is a good man.

And so are the rest of the brothers.

“My girl ready to go?” Tye walks into the bedroom freshly showered. He’s still dripping wet with a towel wrapped around his hips.

Every inch of this man is sculpted to perfection. I doubt I’ll ever tire of looking at him because he truly is breath taking.

“Yes.” I turn to face him fully.

“Enjoyin’ the view?” He arches a brow at me before whipping the towel off. The thickness of his cock has me salivating to taste, to savour him, but we’re going to be late.

“I am, but you know we need to be there before—”

He ignores my protests and rushes for me. A squeal breaks free from my lips as I turn and run. We’re on either side of the bed, and I know, he’ll catch me. I race for the door, but Tye is too quick. His arms wrap around my middle, and he lifts me off my feet. Seconds later, I’m bouncing on the mattress.

Tye moves onto the bed and hovers over me. His lips capture mine, and he kisses me deeply. Each time he touches me, every time he kisses me, it’s as if there’s an electric current shooting through me. I feel alive. Sparked by my need and desire for him and his passion and love for me.

My tongue sweeps along his before I suck it gently into my mouth, causing him to groan against my lips. Dips and peaks of his chiselled torso press against me, holding me hostage. But I’m not longer a captive. I’m a willing prisoner to him.

“Please,” I beg shamelessly. I can’t stop myself, because when his hips roll, his cock rubs against my core, sending a delicious thrill of want through me. “Please, Tye.”

“My sweet, needy wee bird,” he coos against my lips.

I watch as he moves back to tug off his tee, then the clank of his belt buckle echoes in the room. He’s beautiful to look at. Naked or clothed. But right now, I want him completely and utterly naked to my touch.

He pulls at my leggings, taking my knickers along with them. I discard my top, and soon enough, we’re skin on skin with the tip of his cock at my entrance.

“Ready for me?” he asks with a smirk curling his perfectly full lips. The dark pink of his tongue darts out to lick at my lips, and I lift my hips to nudge him inside me. A chuckle vibrates in his chest. “So feckin’ needy for me,” he says. “I love it.”

He doesn’t need more urging, because he thrusts into my pussy, fully-seated, filling me up and stealing my breath. Tye’s mouth trails over my cheek, down to my neck, and he sucks the sensitive flesh into his mouth. His teeth graze against me, causing another whimper to escape. My nipples against his chest send sparks to every inch of my body.

“Feck,” Tye growls when I wrap my legs around his waist and I pull him in deeper.

Needing him to give me more, I scrape my nails down his back, digging in as I feel myself get closer to the edge. With every deep thrust of his cock, he slams inside me, and when he pulls out, he rubs against the spot that has fireworks going off behind my eyelids.

“Yes, please, please,” I beg, chant. I don’t know what I need, but when he captures one of my nipples in his mouth and bites down gently, I pulse around him.

“That’s it, sweet girl,” he coaxes before mimicking the action on my other nipple. His teeth bite, then his tongue soothes. The pain and pleasure has me soaring into the abyss of euphoria. His hand gently grips my throat, and he pulls away to look me in the eye. “Come for me.” His command has me teetering.

“Only for you,” I promise when he tightens his hold.

I finally fall. And my body convulses while my eyes roll back. Bliss. White sparks. I shake and tremble underneath him as he thrusts so deep, it feels as if he’s trying to touch my very fucking soul.

The warmth of his release floods me, filling me, and his mouth steals a kiss, gentle, soft, and affectionate. His hand is on my face, cupping it, and when I open my eyes once more, I find love shimmering in his eyes.

“Ye’re mine,” he tells me. “I’ll always be yer last.”

I nod. I can’t find words to respond, so all I can do is move my head up and down. I never thought I would be here. There were times in the years I was gone when I was convinced I was going to die. I welcomed it at times. But Tye found me again. He took what was his all along, my heart and soul.

Now I can have my happily ever after with a family I didn’t see coming and a man I always knew owned me, heart and soul.

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