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“You sure, Nevaeh?”
I don’t miss the gentle tone he takes as he pulls back and levels himself over me.
“Yes, I’m sure.” I nod, reaching up to run my hands along his chest and around his neck. “I want you. You, and only you. Being with you, erasing everything and . . .” I trail off, not wanting to embarrass myself.
“And?” he urges, those eyes of his intensifying in a totally and completely different way that has me aching for him all the more.
“And I’m falling for you more than I already am,” I whisper.
Maverick’s lips tip upward in a grin that is so beautiful, so gorgeous, I want to see it on him every day.
“Nevaeh, gotta admit, I like hearing that,” he says and lines himself up with my entrance. The tip of his cock slips inside just a bit. I didn’t even realize he’d take his boxers off until now. Sliding in more, Maverick leans in and brushes his lips against mine. I open for him, and he kisses me. The taste of myself makes the kiss hotter than it already is. By the time he breaks his mouth away, he’s seated all the way inside me. Lifting, he meets my gaze once more, that grin still in place. “I also gotta tell you, baby, I’ve already fallen, and I’m more than happy to keep falling, because that means you’ll always be mine.”
Oh my.
I don’t get the chance to respond. Not that I could. He starts thrusting inside me. Pulling nearly all the way out and slamming forward. At first, he takes his time, moving slowly out and thrusting home, and then he picks up momentum until he’s pounding inside me. Pure bliss rushes through me as he sends me over the edge. Time and again. There’s no stopping him. I hold on for the ride, digging my nails into his shoulders. I scream his name, crying out my pleasure, and when he finally joins me, his cock twitching inside me, he growls my name.
The whole thing is beautiful and perfect.
CHAPTERSIXTEEN
MAVERICK
“You’ve got a lot of balls, not coming to me first, Romeo.” I sneer, facing off with the other man who’d given away my woman’s identity. I don’t give a damn if it was to her family or not. He should have come to me first.
“Sorry, but they had a right to know where she was.” Romeo shrugs and takes a sip of coffee that Brynne placed in front of him.
First thing this morning, I woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking, and damn if it didn’t smell good . . . mouthwatering. It was tempting to leave the bed for, but nothing could pull me away from holding a naked Nevaeh to me, especially after last night. I loved every minute I got to have with my woman. Tasting her, fucking her. Hell, I took her hard and fast, slow and sweet, and a mixture between the two. I also fucked her more than once throughout the night. Sometimes waking her with my cock inside that sweet pussy of hers. Other times I woke her with my mouth. I couldn’t get enough, and I know I never will.
Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to do anything this morning, thanks to everyone already being up and us having a long day ahead. We’re finishing this business where Romeo’s concerned, then heading back to the clubhouse. Knowing what I know now, I’m not taking chances. My woman is far too important to me. At the clubhouse, I know she’s safe.
Yeah, she’s safe with me, but that don’t mean shit when she can be protected by the whole damn club.
“You should have come to me first,” I grind out and tuck my woman closer to me. I’ve yet to let her go since coming out of the room. The only time we separated was when she was hugging her family. This shocked me, but I also noted that the hugs were quick-like, still, she put effort into at least moving forward.
Hell, this whole trip has been damn good for her. She’s moving forward in a lot of ways, and most of them are with me. I’m proud of her for making this step.
“And what would you have done?” Romeo asks, cocking a brow, and looks at Nevaeh. “I had no choice in the matter. It was the right thing to do.”
“By you doing that, it put my woman on the radar, most likely.” I growl.
“Maverick,” Nevaeh whispers, placing a palm on my chest, trying to calm me down.
“Maybe so, but knowing who we’re looking for,” he shrugs again and leans back on the stool, “we can now watch for him. You can even find a way to trap him. We have the upper hand.”
“I’ve dealt with too much shit like this to agree with you. Shit happens. More so when you think you have the upper hand. Surprises happen, and it’s fucked up.” I curl my lip in disgust, memories of what we’ve dealt with in the past trying to creep in.
“I gotta agree with Maverick,” Sabotage says, leaning a hip to the counter, a plate of food in hand. “We didn’t know it was my daughter’s aunt who was in on the bullshit that happened to her. Then the shit with Peyton’s sister.”
“That was fucked up and we’re still dealing with the aftermath of this.” Wrath grunts.
“What do you mean you’re still dealing with the aftermath?” Banshee demands, eyes slicing toward me.
A sigh of frustration leaves my lips, and I give Nevaeh a squeeze. “Each of the girls were sold to the fucker who kept them locked in a cell,” I mutter and glance down to Nevaeh, who stiffens and turns to press her face into my chest. I tighten my arms around her, knowing this is hard on her. I fucking hate it.
“Got that part.” Banshee growls, eyes flashing with anger and something else as he stares at his little sister, and she curls deeper into me.
“Shit with Peyton’s sister was fucked. She showed up and tried to take her sister again but ended up going underground, only to be found by Sutherland with a note attached to her with a warning to us. This isn’t over with.”
