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“Christian will never look at me the same again,” I cried. And that fucking hurt. I was going to lose one of the best things to happen to me all because of Randall.
Caiden brushed his thumbs over my cheeks. “Yes, he will. My brother loves the fuck out of you, Ally, and the moment you let him, he’s going to replace that fucker’s touch with his. You’ve always been his, but he’s going to make you feel like it again.”
My lip trembled. I wanted to scream. “How can you look at me like this?” I choked out.
He ran his hands down my neck and over my chest until he reached my right breast where a healing bite mark was at. Without a word, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss there. I trembled, a sob ripping from my lips. “Perfect,” he whispered. He moved to the next bite mark, doing the same thing. “Beautiful.” Then, the next. “Strong.”
He did this all over my body. I was a sobbing mess by the time he had kissed every bite mark, scratch, and bruise on my body. Then, he grabbed my face in his hands and pressed his lips to mine.
I moaned, my eyes closing as I gripped his muscular biceps, feeling them flex under my hands. My lips moved with his, easily losing myself in him. He may have looked a hell of a lot like his younger brother, but Caiden was all himself. He was rough around the edges, blunt, and cocky as fuck.
But it was clear he loved hard.
His hands moved over my body, his lips never leaving mine. He deepened the kiss, his tongue swiping over my bottom lip. With a soft moan, I opened my lips under his, kissing him back just as hungrily. My hands ran over every hard, muscular, defined part of him.
I didn’t know where all of these feelings for Caiden had come from, why I was allowing him to do this with me. Maybe it was because despite how much of a mess I always was, he never looked at me differently, instead doing everything in his power to keep a smile on my face. And when I had been raped, there had never been pity in his eyes. He had never looked at me differently as he had taken care of me and helped me bathe for nights on end.
I cried out his name when he slid his hand between my thighs, the heel of his hand pressing against my clit as he slid a finger along my slit. My body shuddered, a moan falling from my lips. He opened his eyes, looking down at my face as he slowly slid a finger inside of me, his hand rubbing against my clit as he did so.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, my nails digging into his biceps.
“Yes,” he growled as he slipped his finger in just a little further. He paused. I dragged in a ragged breath, my body on fire for him. “You good?” he softly asked.
“Yes,” I mewled, my body shuddering. He wrapped his other arm around my waist, holding my body up as he nudged my legs further apart with his knee, slipping his finger in all the way. My mouth opened on a silent ‘O’ when he slowly moved his hand, allowing me the opportunity to tell him to stop.
“Ally, beautiful?” Christian called.
I froze up, my heart hammering hard in my chest. Caiden molded his lips to mine. “Don’t,” he warned me. “It’s okay; I promise.”
“Fuck,” Christian growled. Caiden quickened his pace, making me lose myself in this moment with him again. I moaned his name, my breathing quickening as I drew closer and closer to that all-consuming moment.
Suddenly, Christian’s lips replaced Caiden’s, his hands moving over my body. Caiden tightened his arm around me. “Don’t freeze up, baby,” Caiden groaned when I tensed, unsure of what was happening. “Let him love you. You deserve this.”
I cried out as Caiden sent me over the edge of that cliff. Christian’s lips took mine again in a hard kiss, his hand splaying protectively over my belly as he held my chin in his other hand.
My heart was still pounding hard in my chest after Caiden rode me down from my orgasm. I looked up at Christian, nervousness shining in my eyes. “I’m sorry,” I blurted. Caiden tensed behind me. “I just—it just—”
“Easy, my moon,” Christian crooned, brushing his thumb over my cheek. “Caiden and I have had this discussion a couple of times already. It’s okay.”
Tears burned in my eyes. “I’m sorry I couldn’t let you be with me first,” I hoarsely apologized. I suddenly felt like I’d ripped him of something precious.
Christian softly kissed me. “I understood it, beautiful.” He ran his hand over my body. “But don’t ever think you’re anything less than perfect in my eyes. I love you. I will always love every single part of you.”
