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I just leaned across the island, plucked the last piece from her plate, and popped it into my mouth. “You did damn well. Not even Logan carb-stacks like that on loading day.” I gave her a smirk.
She widened her eyes. “Hey!” And gave me a playful jab to the stomach.
One I easily caught in my hand and pulled her close, that mischievous flicker in me turning into something a little morestarved. And she saw it. Gone was that detached stare. She was all here in this moment. All real…allmine.
“You want this?” I asked her, pressing her hand against my stomach.
I was laying it all on the line here. My heart, my goddamn emotions, handing it all over on a damn platter for her to have…or discard. I’d never wanted anyone like I wanted her, neverneededanything so fucking much in my life, not even Iggy…not even Taken.
This woman…with a single glance, she brought me to the edge of that yawning fucking pit and I was ready to hurl myself into the darkness, ready to do whatever it took to have her,and keep her.
“Yes,” she answered softly, turning her body toward mine. “I want this.”
Why?The question resounded in my head.Why him? Why not me from the first goddamn second I saw you?
Why not me…
I clamped my jaw tight shut, thankful the desperate damn words hadn’t reached my lips, and moved closer, so close our bodies touched. So fucking close, I could smell the syrup on her breath. Fuck, that sounded good. I leaned down and brushed my lips across hers. “Good, princess,” I murmured against her mouth. “‘Cause you’re not going anywhere.”
Her answer was to kiss me, to open that delicious fucking mouth for me.
My cock wanted in…again.
It wanted so far in…her mouth, her slick pussy. I wanted her stretching around me. I wanted her damn moans of pleasure.But I had to do it right.Her on top, right? Her unrestrained, unburdened.
She lowered her hand, sliding it down my stomach to cup my length. Jesus fucking Christ.
She pulled away just enough to murmur, “You’re hard.”
“Princess,” I moaned. “I’m always fucking hard when you’re near me.”
“Like that night I danced for you.”
I swallowed a shudder, remembering how fucking wet she’d been when we were through. “Yeah, just like that…”
“I want to dance like that again for you. Will you let me?”
She had to fucking ask? “Baby, you can dance like that for me anytime the mood fucking strikes you. Hell, even if that’s all you do, I’ll die a happy man.”
She stiffened in my arms, her voice growing cold. “But you’re not dying, Lazarus.”
I pulled away, catching that glint of fear in her eyes again. She searched my gaze. I could see her desperation. Is that what she was so scared of? That I was going to die…that I was going to leave her? “No, I’m not going to die.”
Before her, I wouldn’t have given those words a second thought.
Before her, I wouldn’t have cared, apart from loyalty to my damn family.
But here and now, with that panic in her lingering so close to the surface, I cared a whole fucking lot.
“Men like you fight,” she whispered. “Men like you kill. Men like you do whatever it takes.”
Whatever it takes. Maybe she did know me.I lowered my body to stare right into her eyes, that cold edge of hunger roaring to life inside me. “You’re fucking right we do.”
She lifted her hand, her fingers sliding through my hair. “You protect what’s yours.” A tremor coursed through me with her words.
“Is that what you are?" Hope fucking flared as I licked my lips. “Are you mine, princess?”
“Yes,” she answered without hesitation. “Yes, I am.”
