Page 41 of Twist of Fate


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“That might be true, but they also accept that I am, for the most part, to those who are not breaking the law, a benevolent force for good in the Crescent City.”

“You truly are delusional. I’ve fallen in love with a crazy man. You’re a gangster…” Bodie was grinning from ear-to-ear. “What?” she snapped.

“You said you love me.”

“No, I said I’d fallen in love with a crazy man. It’s not the same thing.”

“Yes, it is, and you know it.”

“Fine. I love you, but that is not the point of this discussion.”

“It’s all the point I need,” he said, sweeping her up and carrying her back to their bed.

As he laid her on the bed, he ripped open the shirt she was wearing and followed her down.

“I am not through arguing with you,” she snarled.

“You are if I can keep your mouth busy doing something else. I love you, Quinn, and you love me. You know we are fated to be together, and I will keep you safe.”

“No. And you are not going to overwhelm me with lust and longing so that all I want to do is feel you inside me.” She felt a silken cord slip around her wrists. “What are you doing?” she said as he tied her wrists above her head to the intricate wrought iron of the headboard.

“Ensuring that I get a decent night’s sleep,” he said as he shucked out of his clothes. “I’m going to fuck you long and hard at least a couple of times tonight and then we’re going to sleep. In the morning, I’ll come up with a better way to ensure you stay where I put you, and then I’ll meet with Alvaro. I am not about to let you bedevil our men. I need to know you are safe so I can figure out the best way to end this.”

She watched his face as he stared down at her. This wasn’t about him being a gangster, and it wasn’t about his being the dominant partner in their relationship. This was about an alpha male protecting his mate. She smiled up at him.

“Can we just not argue anymore tonight?” he said in a weary voice. “Can we just take this one step at a time?”

Knowing she really didn’t have a choice at the moment, she nodded. “Yes, Bodie. Untie me and we can make love.”

He chuckled, the sound skipping over her skin like sunshine on a beautiful, breezy day. “No, I think I’ll sleep better if you’re tied up.”

“You are one fucked up bastard.”

“I know, but I’m one fucked up bastard who has claimed you as his mate.”

He got into bed beside her, his cock already erect, and began to make love to her until she was yowling and screaming his name. He was an infuriating man, but he still had a big dick and still knew how to use it. When he was done, he lay beside her, resting his head on her tits and snuggling in for the night.

She hadn’t meant to tell him; hadn’t even really admitted it to herself, but there it was. He was a crazy, delusional, tiger-shifting gangster, and she loved him. She waited for panic to filter in, but it didn’t. All she could feel was the love he had for her rolling down the link. She opened herself to him and let all she felt for him roll back along the tether to surround and reassure him.

Quinn awoke slowly, stiff and a bit sore. Sometime after the last time he’d made love to her, he must have untied her because her hands were free. She was glad. Quinn hated to think how stiff her shoulders would have been if he hadn’t. She turned in his arms and laid her head on his chest, opening her eyes slowly to let them adjust to the sunlight that streamed through the French doors.

Bodie pulled her close, drawing her against his side and letting his hand stroke her back before he caressed her backside.

“You don’t fight fair,” she said with an oddly resigned tone.

“Not always, but I do fight to win. In this case, winning means you stay here where I can keep you safe.”

“What makes you think I won’t just steal one of your cars and drive myself to the meeting place? It would be so much easier and safer if you just let me come along.”

“I have no doubt in my mind that you would try. I also know I can’t trust that you will mind Navarro,” he said as cold steel wrapped around her wrist and locked with a distinctive click.

“You sonofabitch,” she snarled.

“So you say,” as he clicked the other handcuff to the headboard. There was a length of chain between the two cuffs, long enough that she was pretty sure would reach to the bath.

He trailed kisses down her body. “I hate that I have to leave before getting to fuck you this morning, but you know what they say, business before pleasure. I want to be there before Alvaro and have our people in place.”

“He’s not going to talk to you,” she said, sitting up as he left their bed.

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