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That was the hottest thing he’d ever said. I loved the desperation in his tone. How he couldn’t wait another single moment to be inside of me.
“Do you like this?” he growled, his face contorted in a feral expression. I nodded, unable to find the words to express my arousal. He leaned in closer, his breath hot on my neck. “Let me tell you something, Christine. I’m going to steal whatever scraps of your heart you have for me. I’m going to take—” He paused to thrust and let out a growl. “Every bit of you I can.”
He moved with increasing intensity, pushing me to the brink of pleasure with each thrust. The sounds of our slapping skin filled the room, and the hard fuck made every bone in my body bounce. I screamed out his name and begged for more. I needed to feel how much he wanted me. Needed to know that this was real—that he was mine.
His face softened and he looked into my eyes before biting his lip. “Christine,” he muttered, “you are so beautiful.”
I stroked his cheek and smiled up at him. “Fuck me, Leo. Show me how much you want me.”
His movements grew frantic as he quickened his pace, taking me on a wild ride of pleasure that left me dazed and breathless.
I tensed up and moaned his name as I let go with a loud shudder. My orgasm was bold and heavy, rocking my entire body with little zaps of pleasure that flooded my body. He held me close, both of us panting from the intensity of it.
“I love you,” he whispered in my ear, his voice trembling. “I will always love you.”
He was covered in bruises, and the stitches in his side were barely hanging on, but he didn’t seem to care. This was raw passion. Fucking. Loving. Everything in between.
I ran my fingers over his face, tracing his green eyes and curling my hand around his full, kissable lips.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he groaned before pulling back and flipping me over onto my stomach. He wrapped my blonde hair around his fist and forced me up on all fours. In an instant, he was surging inside of me once more, and the passion turned rougher. Harder. More intense. He fucked me like we’d never been apart, like we needed every inch of each other to survive. I felt his cock twitch inside of me, and I reached down to stroke my clit. With each pump of his hips into mine, I grew closer and closer to another orgasm. He was unrelenting. Demanding. Possessive. I needed him. I wanted him. There was nothing I could do to stop this ride he was leading me on. I was completely his.
A low and demanding growl rumbled in my ear. “Come for me, now.” With each firm, possessive thrust, he drove me closer and closer to the edge. His voice was raw and insistent, filled with urgent longing, and I wanted him to find his release too. I wanted to feel every inch of him shatter into me, claiming me in his own intimate way. His body begged for me to take all of him, so I did, pushing us both over the edge.
I arched my back, feeling an even more intense orgasm than before. My whole body shuddered and I quivered, losing all control of my senses. Our bodies collided and created a sensation that damn near broke me.
He slammed into me, his hand bruising my flesh. His guttural cry vibrated against my skin as he thrust into me harder, digging his fingers into my hips. I bit down on my lip to stifle a scream of pleasure as I felt him swell and pulse inside me. He clung to me, his nails scratching my skin, pushing me to the brink of madness. He growled in pleasure and shivered as he spilled inside me, his cries echoing in my ears.
We collapsed into each other, breathing heavily as our chests heaved. We lay in bed, just holding one another, completely naked, utterly exposed and vulnerable.
It wouldn’t be long until we had to face the outside world again. I knew that our time alone together was precious and fleeting. I wanted so desperately to lie in his arms forever, to never let go, to stop time and make everything in the real world disappear, to create a world where Leo would always be mine and I would always be his.
“I’m done holding back, Christine,” he whispered. “I want this. I want us.”
“So do I,” I responded.
“I’m done trying to fight this. I’m done letting doubt hold me back. I want forever with you.”
He kissed me softly, then moved to the opposite side of the bed. He pulled the covers up over us, our naked bodies still pressed against each other. I glanced over at him, admiring my handiwork, and as I watched him sleep, I knew that this was an entirely different man from the Leo who pushed me away. He was stronger. A survivor. I could see it in his eyes, in his body language, and even in the way he held me. He was a man essential to my happiness, and I knew, without a doubt, that he would never let me go.
No matter what happened or how things turned out, I would never regret choosing all three of them. We had been given a second chance, and I intended to make the most of it.
Chapter Nine
CHRISTINE
Calloused hands caressed my cheek, and I opened my eyes to a naked Leo nestled beside me. His emerald eyes were filled with a sinful satisfaction, and I could feel the intensity radiating from his body as I took him in.
I inched up and leaned forward, pulling Leo into a passionate kiss. “I think I need you to fuck me again,” I whispered.
A light chuckle echoed from the corner of the room, beckoning me to look. Atticus was sitting in a wooden chair, his tired eyes filled with amusement as he looked toward me. August was by his side, sipping on coffee.
“You’re back. I’m angry that you left us,” I said before stealing the blanket from Leo and wrapping it around me, creating a barrier that barely concealed our simmering desire.
I rose to my feet and sauntered toward them both. My intent was clear—to kiss August—but Atticus reached out and pulled me into his lap. His muscular arms clung around me possessively as he nuzzled my neck.
“I was so worried about you, Little Monster.” He roamed my skin with his hands, as if checking me for injuries.
“I’m okay. How are you? How are all of you?”
