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Several emotions raced through me, but I kept obsessing on how I’d thought he was going to get shot. I pushed him back toward the bed, and he landed on it. We should’ve stopped to put the blankets and stuff on the old mattress, but my cock was hard and leaking. All I wanted was him inside me. I grabbed the lube out of the bag and fought with the packaging while he cradled his head with his hands and gave me a smug smile.

“You hit someone for me,” he said again, still sounding shocked. He spread his legs and his thick cock curved up toward his abs. I could barely think because he looked so good with his summer tan and hard muscles.

“Yeah, well, I love you,” I said, scowling at him.

He blinked at me, but I’d finally gotten the lube open, and I dribbled a bunch on his cock. He gritted his teeth as I slicked him up, barely taking the time to slide my fingers over him, and then I crawled on top of him.

“Are you okay to do this? Shit,” he said with a hiss as I sank down onto him. I gasped because it was too fast, but I wanted him in me more than I cared about a little pain. When my ass was flush to his groin, he sat up and grabbed the back of my neck. His grip hurt, but all I did was grind against him. The sensation of having my ass full made me tremble inside and out.

“You love me,” he said, almost as if it was a question, then flopped back as I began to move.

“Yes.” I bounced on his cock like we would win a million dollars if we came in less than a minute, and he grabbed my hips, grunting as I ground down on him, looking for that bump of his cock on that good spot in my ass. I shouted when he nudged me just right and didn’t care who could hear me.

“Yes, oh my God. Fucking hell, Jonas.” Ethan turned my name into both a prayer and a curse somehow. My heart flew as he held on to my hips and fucked up into me. I rested my palms on his chest and rolled my abs until it all felt good, then kept doing that. His mouth fell open, and then his eyes rolled back in his head. He shuddered and fucked me harder, and I whimpered as he began to tug on my cock.

That was it. I couldn’t handle any more.

I unloaded into his palm, but this time, with his dick inside me smashing my prostate, the ecstasy kept going, and a softer, delicious pleasure rolled through me after the initial blast stole my breath. After a while, I flopped onto his chest, and he laughed while he cradled me close.

“I don’t want anyone to hurt you,” I said with a sigh. “I love you.”

He rubbed my back, then kissed my neck. He mumbled something.

I sat back, and he tickled his hands along my thighs. “What?”

“I said, I love you. Please stick with me while we get our lives back on track. I’ll do anything for you. No one’s ever given a shit about me like you do. I promise, I’ll help you do anything you ever want.” He sat up and hugged me, burying his face against my chest. I gasped as he licked my nipple.

I grabbed his hair, tugging his head backward until he looked up into my face. A thrill raced through me. “Say it again.”

“I love you.” He stared into my eyes and pressed a kiss over my heart.

I hugged him close and buried my face against the top of his head. “We’re in this together. Forever.”

He rolled me onto my back and gazed into my eyes, and I didn’t want him to stop when he started kissing me again—which was good, because he didn’t. I didn’t care if we ever had a place of our own or a bunch of useless nice crap that would sit, shiny and perfect, on shelves, like in my parents’ house. This was real life, and Ethan was what counted.

“I love you,” I sighed out as he began to fuck me all over again.

“Love you, too,” he said, then attacked my lips.

With a whimper, I held on to him tight. I didn’t need to die to go to heaven, this was it right here. All those people in my life had been wrong abouteverything, and now I knew better.

“Harder,” I demanded, and he laughed and did exactly that.

Real love didn’t hurt my heart, it made me happy.

EPILOGUE

ETHAN

“Oh no!Don’t let him win, Jonas.” Destiny, Bishop’s boyfriend, slapped Jonas on the shoulder and giggled.

I didn’t knowwhohad bought the racing car game, but someone had, and they’d plopped it in the corner of the barroom. The brothers and their partners had been taking turns playing. Jonas was currently sitting in one of the four seats, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as he spun it, making the car on the wide screen spin in a circle as he attempted to turn a corner. I couldn’t stop staring because recently he’d started wearing eyeliner, and it made his brown eyes pop even from across the room.

“No, no!” Destiny screamed and slapped Jonas on the shoulder again. He stood at Jonas’s side, his blond hair hanging loosely around his shoulders. Compared to the other men in their all-black clothing, Destiny was a shiny diamond with a glittering pink shirt that clung to his slim build and silk silver pants that sat low on his thin hips. His fingernails were painted pink and had some kind of small stone on each one. “Come on, Jonas, you can’t let Barber win!”

Barber threw a glare over his shoulder at Destiny.

Destiny fluttered his fingers at him with a wink.

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