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Then I come again but Viper doesn’t stop. He keeps going and I can’t take anymore. This is playing with my sanity and a scream so loud, I fear it’ll break the windows builds up in my chest and I almost start crying when I choke it down.
“E...excuse me,” I stutter, so dazed and beat that I make an attempt to slow this down. I pull out of him, trying to get out of the bed but stumble and fall on all fours on the floor.
Stunned, I try to get my mind and body to cooperate when Viper snatches me and pounds into me from behind and I cry out. He wrenches me down his shaft, harder than I ever thought he would, but immediately a storm of heat starts building up inside of me.
I’m convulsing, unable to breathe as I moan so loud it’s ringing in my ears, my hands clutch the cracks in the floorboards as he’s ravaging me. I turn crazy to be able to take it.
“Told you to never try to get away from me,” he groans but I can barely make out what he’s saying, too wrapped up in my own pleasure. “You are mine, you are mine…you... are … mine.”
I come so hard that my whole body snaps and arcs. He comes all over me and; the act territorial and making me feel like my body is his property.
I whimper with my face against the floor and I’m still helplessly pinned on him. I want to turn to look at him but I don’t have enough power in me. He falls on top of me, caging my body with his arms and I feel his heart beat like a freight train.
“I love you,” he whispers and I swallow. “I will always love you.”
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He loves me? He keeps murmuring it over my sweaty back and it feels like I’m being revered. He has blown my mind, pushed my body to limits I didn’t think I could take, thought I would get ruined in the process but now all I want is more. More of him and his strength, his power and tenderness. How can a giant, dangerous man like him be so gentle? How can there be so much love in him? I feel it in the way he looks it me, feel it radiate from his body into mine. I’m so warm, I almost drift off into a slumber.
Looking at Viper’s body through my lashes I stare at his tattoos, trace them with my finger and I feel like I have found the one thing that will fascinate me the most for the rest of my life. Apart from the tattoos and his bullet wounds, Viper’s body is the kind that few men have these days.
His bulkiness isn’t plastic but he has the body of a fighter, a brutalizer and being pinned underneath him feels so good that it almost brings tears to my eyes. No weapon in the world can protect me better than him, he would tear the whole universe apart before letting anything happen to me. Shifting a little he allows me to roll over to my back and even if he’s not demanding anything, I know he wants an answer.
“I love you too, Viper,” I whisper and sudden rare light floods his face before he buries it in my hair and grunts in appreciation. “But...”
“But...?” he asks and I can feel he’s on edge. “But what?”
“I don’t like the life you lead.” I swallow. “And I don’t want you to get hurt or wait up at night, wondering if you’re safe.”
His eyes warm. “Nobody has ever cared for me the way you have. You honor me with your concern but you don’t have to worry. I won’t take reckless risks now that I have you to come home to.”
Home. Viper and I. It’s going to mean so much to me. It’s going to mean everything.
Epilogue
Viper-4 years later
“Are you done yet?” Frowning and with my arms crossed, I look down over Tamsin’s shoulder and I can feel her aggravation prickle me. But I ignore it because right now my wife is bent over one of my men’s arm and trying to give him a tetanus shot. I appreciate the work she does for us, we all do but when I told her she was going to be our nurse what I really meant was my nurse
This is a compromise though, because Tamsin said that if she couldn’t practice here she’d go back to the hospital and at least here the men know the consequences of looking at her. My eyes go to the “patient” and lucky for him he’s staring straight ahead. Good. Otherwise Tamsin wouldn’t have an arm to work on.
She’s gotten used to this life, never asks too many questions and always has a smile spare for me when I come home in the middle of the night from business with toys I bought for the kids on my way back.
“Not just yet,” she murmurs patiently and her hair shines like ebony in the light of the lamp. Her slender legs are crossed and her neck slightly curved. She shivers when I skim my fingers down her shoulder. “Viper...I have to concentrate.”
So do I. On not tearing her away from there.
“Okay,” she adds, biting her lip and my blood runs hot, “now I’m just gonna put on a bandaid...”
“He can do that himself.” Clasping Tamsin’s elbow, I pull her up and drag her away from there while she protests in amusement but I can’t control myself. She’s wearing her uniform and it does things to me, reminds me of the time we met.
Before her, my world brought me nothing but violence and death but then she came along and every time I look into her eyes, I find something I don’t deserve but something I’m lucky to have. Her hand still feels too small for mine and she sniggers, running after me as I drag her down the hallways. We pass the kids room where our son and daughter are playing with their nanny.
“Everything alright?” the nanny calls and there’s concern in her voice, probably because of the look on my face and she’s probably thinking that I’m about to encroach upon my own wife.
“F...fine,” Tamsin stutters and she’s red in the face. “I’ll be right down in a couple of minutes.”
“Try hours,” I snarl from the corner of my mouth and Tamsin squeezes my hand as if asking me to behave but deep down she loves this side of me. Up on the staircase she takes too long, and I give up and throw her over my shoulder as my patience starts slipping.
