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He cups my face in his huge hands and looks into my eyes intently. “No. Do you think I’d come all this way and risk my life if I didn’t love you?”
She shrugs. “I assumed it was important you make Alex pay. After all, you’ve got to keep up appearances as the big bad leader of the Morrone Mafia.”
“Massimo is the leader, and while that’s true, it’s not why I came for you. It’s because I love you.”
Tears well in my eyes, hearing him say those three words to me. “I love you, too,” I murmur, shaking my head. “So damn much.”
He kisses me then with hungry passion, his tongue thrusting into my mouth forcefully. I whimper at his touch, unable to believe he came for me. He saved me.
Back in Alex’s capture, I had lost hope, longing to see Remy again but knowing I never would.
“I’m going to make him pay for touching you,” he murmurs, pressing soft kisses down my neck. “He will die a painful death.”
“Good,” I say, shocking myself with how easily I say that about a man’s murder, but I guess Remy has changed me. Before, I would balk at the idea of a man being murdered, but the way Alex spoke to me and what he did to me… I can’t find any reason why Remy shouldn’t end him.
“Did he touch you?”
I knew this would crop up in conversation. “In what sense?”
Remy’s jaw clenches. “Sexually or violently. I need to know.”
I purse my lips. “Sexually, not really. Other than forcing me to strip.”
Remy stills. “Why did he force you to strip?”
I swallow hard, tears prickling my eyes. “It might be easier to show you?”
The rage in Remy’s eyes deepens as I pull off my dirty, ripped tank top and jeans. And then I turn so he can see my back, showing him the proof of Alex’s punishment.
A growl echoes through the small bedroom. “If I knew about those while we were down in that forest with his dogs, I wouldn’t have left until the bastard’s blood painted my skin.”
I turn to face him and squeeze his hand. “I’m glad you didn’t, as you’d probably be dead, and so would I.”
He knows I’m right because his shoulders dip. “That stupid bastard will wish he was never born when I get my hands on him.”
Without another word, I hoist myself up and straddle Remy, a grunt escaping him as I settle onto his lap. His hands instinctively find my hips, thumbs tracing circles into the bare skin. I cradle his face in my hands and kiss him.
Pulling away slightly, I look into his dark chocolate eyes. “I don’t want to talk about Alex anymore,” I say, my voice steady and sure. “In fact... I don’t want to talk at all right now.” I press my lips against his lips, allowing my body to speak louder than any words could.
His jaw clenches. “Are you sure? You’ve been through a shitty experience.”
“I want you,” I breathe against his ear, kissing just below it. “No, scratch that. I need you.”
Remy’s eyes never leave mine as he lifts me from his lap and lowers me to the bed. His hands are tender on my body, careful not to awaken any lingering pain. Once I’m settled, he stands and begins to strip.
He’s torturously slow as each piece of clothing falls to the floor, revealing his body’s hard planes and muscles covered in dark ink. The room fills with a thick, tangible tension but a current of pure, raw tenderness beneath it. It’s a moment you wish to capture, hold on to, and relive repeatedly.
As he finally drops his briefs, the sight of his cock rock hard and jutting toward me makes me heat. I’ll never get tired of seeing him like this.
He climbs onto the bed. “Tell me what you want,” he demands, but there’s a gentleness in his voice.
“I want you,” I breathe, moving my fingers over his chest. His body is a canvas of scars and tattoos, each telling a story.
“Be more specific. Use your words for me.”
I swallow hard. “I want your cock deep inside of me.”
He groans, fisting the length between his powerful thighs. “Is that right?” He rubs the head through my soaking wet entrance. “You are soaked. Is this all for me?”
