Page 34 of Defying Boundaries


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“You are a good and honorable man. Maybe not to a more civilized society, but who wants that boring life?” she asks, trying to lighten the mood. “On a more serious note, Julius. Honor to me represents all factions of the definition. You’re loyal to your family, and you love them with every piece of your heart. You keep everyone you consider yours safe from outside threats. You took a woman, no, you took two women who you didn’t know and saved them from a lifetime of misery. If that isn’t what a good man is, then there isn’t one out there waiting for me to find him. To me, you’re everything good in this world. I don’t want a perfect life, Julius. But I do want my happily ever after… that begins, and ends, with you.”

She slays me with that proclamation. She may have to live a life with a protective detail surrounding her, she may be encased by a structure of fortified walls, but she’s going to be loved so well that that’ll be a dismal nuance.

My woman’s never going to want for anything—I will give her heart its every whim and desire. She’s gone on long enough, fighting for every scrap, but I’ll lay all of my life’s earnings at her feet to keep her happy and ensure that she never has to beg, fight, or cry for a goddamn thing.

I’d willingly burn down the universe to see a smile on her face and make sure she’s nevernotblissfully content.

“I know this is moving fast, Shayne.” I internally snort because it’s at a warp-speed pace. However, I’m done denying the inevitable. She’s mine, sent to me by my very own cupid. “But I swear to you, that once the threat your brothers pose to you and our family has been eliminated, I’m going to put the biggest diamond ring on your finger and marry the fuck out of you.”

Relief flashes across her face, making me feel like an utter jackass.

“Temptress,” I murmur, needing her to understand that I’m not a man on a mission of wetting his dick, and that this between us isnotsimply a fling. I’mnota man taking advantage of her virtue—this is an animalistic claiming. A man making a promise. A man who’s willing to fall at his feet and worship her like the goddess she is. “Will you make an honest man outta me once the threat has been neutralized?”

“Julius. Are you proposing to me?”

“If I were to say yes, what would you say to that, Shayne? What would your answer be?”

“Like you said, Julius, this is moving fast. To some, it may be too fast. I may not have a lot of experience, but this feels right. I know what I want, and that’s you. So, if youwereproposing, and my answer would be yes.”

“That’s all I need to hear,” I say as I slam my lips onto hers.

Her taste awakens my buds, so I dive in deeper, my tongue dominating and possessing her mouth. I groan when she lifts her hips, swiveling them while pressing her hot core into my hardened cock.

“Jesus, fuck,” I hiss, my eyes crossing from the onslaught of warmth emanating from her core. “You’re gonna burn me so good, temptress.”

Shayne

My body is like an oven.The fire inside of me is hot and consuming.

“Please, Julius,” I beg, although I don’t know what it is I’m needing to quell this fiery inferno that’s been ignited in my gut. “Please, I’m aching.”

“What are you aching for, my siren?” I love the way he shifts from using my name to one of the pet names he uses for me.

“I don’t know,” I abashedly confess.

“Let me see if I can help you figure it out,” he says, his voice blustering and robust.

Enticing.

Intense.

Almost violent in want—my entire being whines in response, to the point where I almost grovel for him to ease the ache between my legs.

His fingertips travel down my stomach, slowly, meticulously, and eventually they graze across my drenched slit. My hips catapult upward, the sensations pulsating through me causing me to whimper.

“You’re soaked, beautiful. The smell of your arousal is intoxicating. Makes my mouth water. The urge to taste you on my tongue is irresistible.”

“I’m not stopping you,” I grumble, needing something—anything, to quench this carnal desire.

“Is your cunt needy, Shayne? Would you like me to relieve your suffering?”

I hate the “C” word. It’s lewd and vulgar—almost scandalous, but for some reason, right now, it’s sexy, erotic, and hot.

“Yes,” I hiss, tired of waiting. I’ve waited a lifetime for this, for him, even if I didn’t know it at the time. “Please, Julius.”

“Ah, temptress, you beg so well.” His teasing amps up my ambition. He growls as I boldly grab his crotch, showing him howneedyI am for him.

He started this, now, it’s time for him to finish it.

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