Page 120 of Never Mine to Hold


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Because if she doesn’t…

It would probably crush my soul.

The tip of her tongue peeks out between her lips as she concentrates on the task at hand and peels away the edges, lifting the bandage from my skin until it’s fully removed, and the newest tattoo is on display.

When her movements still and she stares silently at it, my heart lurches painfully, becoming lodged in the middle of my throat.

It takes every bit of self-control to remain calm and force out the question. “Well, angel? What’s it going to be?”

She rips her attention away from the two words in swirling black cursive and lifts her chin enough for our gazes to collide.

The blue of her eyes burn even brighter. Any moment, they’ll swallow me whole. It wouldn’t be such a bad way to go.

Especially if she turns me down.

“Are you serious?” she whispers, sounding as if she’s being strangled.

I huff out a nervous breath as my fingers slip under her chin to hold her in place. I need to touch her. “Baby, I couldn’t be more serious about spending the rest of my life with you. Haven’t you figured it out by now that you’re it for me?” I search her gaze, sifting through all the emotion within her eyes. “There could never be anyone other than you.”

She swallows thickly and the delicate column of her throat works. “Yes.”

Unable to believe my ears, my brows rise. “Did you just agree to marry me?”

A smile spreads across her face. “I did!”

Air leaks from my lungs as a relieved chuckle slips free. “Thank fuck. For a minute there, I started to doubt myself.”

A burst of laughter escapes from her. “Is that why you’ve been acting so weird the past couple of days?”

I lift her into my arms and hold her close. “Come on. Was I really acting that strange?”

“Umm, yeah. You kept staring at me.”

“I love staring at you.” I smack a kiss against her lips. “Nothing strange about that.”

“You looked constipated. I was thinking about buying you some laxatives.”

A snort slips free from me. “It was more like—if this girl says no, where do we go from here? And it was a little too late to hold off since I’d already inked the question onto my skin.”

She winds her arms around my neck and pulls me close enough for her lips to drift over mine. It’s only when I sink into the caress that she pulls away.

Seriousness brims in her eyes. “I love you, Wolf. And I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

All of the tension filling my muscles drains away. “I love you, too. More than anything.”

I set her on the bed before following her down onto the mattress and caging her in with my arms so that all my hard muscles align with her softer curves. As soon as I settle on top of her, she spreads her legs. My cock grows unbearably hard as I nestle against the V between her thighs. I can’t resist flexing my hips.

The need to get her naked pounds through me, and I roll to the side, gripping the hem of her pale blue sweater before shoving it past her breasts. When my hand slips around her ribcage, she arches so that I can unlatch the elastic band and pull the silky material free before tossing it to the floor. My fingers trail over her naked breasts, tweaking and teasing the rosy nipples until they stiffen. Leaning closer, I kiss each tip as my fingers drift to the waistband of her jeans. I flick open the button before dragging down the zipper and shoving the dark wash denim down her hips and thighs. Her panties come away with them, leaving her gloriously naked.

For just a moment, I sit back and soak in the sight of her. Fallyn is flawless. It wouldn’t matter if her breasts were larger or smaller. Her waist nipped in or thicker. None of that matters because this girl is the only one who has ever owned my heart. She’s perfect just the way she is, and I wouldn’t change one damn thing about her.

When I can’t hold back another second, my fingers trail down to her pussy, stroking her delicate flesh just the way she likes it. The feel of her silky softness is all it takes for my dick to stand at attention.

There’s no better feeling in this world than being buried balls deep inside her welcoming heat. It’s when I feel the closest to her, like we’re truly one person instead of two. Everything outside the four walls of our bedroom fades to the background.

Her pupils dilate as she widens her thighs, giving me more room to maneuver. I fucking love when she opens herself up to me. She spreads herself impossibly wide as my fingers slip inside her tight heat and I press my mouth against hers in order to swallow down every delicious moan.

A few pumps later and she’s writhing beneath me.

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