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TWELVE
Shane
I
was fuming. I was fucking furious. Raw rage flowed through me like lava. I clenched my fists on the steering wheel, accelerating down the highway. My gaze focused on the road but the images of this son of a bitch forcing himself at Melanie kept flashing before my eyes. I breathed heavily, trying to combat the towering rage. I should’ve killed this motherfucker right on the spot. I should’ve fucking put a bullet between his eyes, savoring the sight of life leaving his wretched body.
No one touches a woman like that.
No one touches my woman like that.
“Shane?” Melanie’s trembling voice rang in my ears, snapping me back to reality. “Thank you.” She furrowed her brows, nervously fidgeting her fingers.
“You don’t have to thank me, Melanie.” I tried to sound as calm and soft as possible. “Are you okay? Did he…” I clenched my teeth, taking a deep breath before continuing. “Did he hurt you?”
She shook her head no, but her gaze dropped, and she sucked on her cheek nervously. “He was acting mad because he was jealous, and his ego was hurt. But he wouldn’t do anything.”
I glanced at her, taking a deep breath to calm my raging anger. “Something like this will never happen again. I will not let anyone touch you, Melanie. I promise.”
“Shane, it wasn’t your fault.” She looked at me, confused. “If there’s anyone to blame, that’s me. I made a horrible choice of a boyfriend. I—” She hesitated, and I grabbed her hand and cupped it in mine.
“Now you have me, and I promise to protect you, Melanie,” I said, gazing into her eyes. “And I will not let a hair be harmed on your head.”
Melanie watched me, slightly bewildered, but all I could think of was the sound of the bones cracking. I imagined breaking Ledford’s neck, shooting his head, killing him in a hundred different ways.
Wicked? Maybe.
But that’s who I was. A beast. Stone cold. Ruthless. Bad to the core.A Vergoossen.
WE ENTERED THE MAIN HALL of my house, and Melanie turned on her heel to face me. She set her uncertain gaze on me, watching me for a few seconds before bringing herself to say something.
“Shane, I’m sorry,” she started, her tone apologetic.
“Sorry? For what?” I frowned, confused.
“I dragged you into this mess. I shouldn’t…” She shook her head, her eyes sad.
I moved closer to her and cupped her cheeks with my hands. “Melanie, stop. Stop blaming yourself for everything,” I said softly, caressing her soft skin with my thumbs. She cast her gaze upward, locking it with mine. “You didn’t drag me into this mess. I entered it of my own free will. You know why?”
“No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “I’m racking my brain to figure it out, but I see no rational answer to this. You have everything, Shane. You could have had anyone, yet you’re here stuck with the lost daughter of an abusive monster and your enemy. Why?”
“Because you possessed me, Melanie,” I stated, my voice low yet soft. “You fucking possessed me, my body and mind. My soul, I didn’t know it even existed until I met you. You unleash something inside of me. I buried all kinds of fucked-up emotions inside me for so long that I thought they died, yet you brought them to life.”
Melanie’s eyes darted between mine, and I noticed a single, glimmering spark of hope in her gaze. The hope of a better tomorrow? Hope of not being alone anymore? I had no fucking idea, but this something danced in her eyes as a faint smile formed on her lips, making my heart skip a beat, and I knew I was fucked.
“You have me under your spell, Melanie,” I whispered, brushing my lips against hers, and she sipped every word from my mouth like a thirsty man diving into a long-awaited oasis.
“Kiss me, Shane,” she whispered pleadingly, seducing me with her gaze.
I slid my hand at the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. A weird chill ran down my back as our lips touched. Something I hadn’t felt in a long time. Melanie moved her hand to the back of my head, intertwining her long fingers with my hair, deepening the kiss. I roamed my other hand down her back to her round butt, kneading it with my fingers, and she moaned against my mouth. Fuck, the sound of her sweet moans was such a turn-on. I broke the kiss, slightly pulling away, and she looked at me, undone. Thirsty for my touch. Hungry for the pleasure I was willing to give her.
I leaned down to her ear. “I want you so badly,” I whispered before teasing her earlobe with my tongue, and she moaned softly.
I lifted her as if she weighed nothing. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I carried her toward the nearest wall, pinning her sexy body tightly against it. I pressed my lips on hers, kissing her hungrily, slipping my tongue past her swollen lips. I was so hungry for her. I wanted to devour her whole. I trailed heated kisses down her throat, and she tilted her head back, resting it against the wall, arching her neck to give me better access. The turtleneck she was wearing was getting in my way, so I grabbed the top of it and tore it down with one swift move, exposing her bare skin. I ran my tongue up her neck, causing goose bumps to rise on her skin, before playing with her earlobe again, and she clenched her hand into a fist at the back of my hair, pulling me tighter. I tossed her onto the stairs next to us, kissing her demandingly. I undid her bra, cupping her petite breast in my hand. It fit perfectly, like half of a delicious, shapely apple. I let her rest against the stairs while moving down to suck on her hardened nipple, and she sighed in pleasure. Maybe it wasn’t the most comfortable place to fuck, but we were so desperate for each other’s touch, so in need of one another, that the place or time didn’t matter. I was craving her like an addict jonesing for his dose. She was like a drug, intoxicating my every vein until not even one was left sober.
“You’re mine,” I hissed against her trembling body before undoing her pants.
She propped herself on her elbows, staring into my eyes sultrily as I slowly slid her jeans down her toned legs. I took off a shirt above my head and unbuckled my belt, gazing at my prey, waiting for me to take her, to have her, possess her. She bit her lower lip provocatively, casting her eyes down at the bulge in my pants, and I unzipped my fly, freeing my hard cock. She moved closer to kneel in front of me before she wrapped her warm lips around my length and a loud growl escaped my throat.
