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Rose watches me with vibrant blue eyes, her cheeks flushed from her own release as I spill inside her, losing any sense of control. I grab her face and crash my lips to her, sucking in giant breaths.
“Fuck…” I growl into her mouth. “Fuck, Rose…”Thrust. Thrust.
“Dax,” she murmurs, kissing my lips as I struggle to breathe.
My balls throb as they pump out the last of the most powerful orgasm of their existence and I groan as my cock pulses one final time and then releases its hold over me.
“Rose.” I gulp in air and then return her kiss. “Fuck.” I exhale slowly and then sink my face into the crook of her neck. “You’re everything. You’re fucking everything.”
Chapter 18
Rose
IliecocoonedinDax’s warmth as his body covers me.
His heart is hammering in his chest against mine. And we lie with him still deep inside me until both of us have come down enough to talk without the need to draw in extra air.
“Fuck,” he sighs gently, moving his arms to hold my face between his hands.
He rests his forehead against mine and breathes in slowly before kissing me tenderly on the lips.
“Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
I smile and move a strand of blond hair from his forehead.
“No. You didn’t hurt me.”
Relief washes over his face as he kisses me again. Then he stops and rises onto his forearms to pull out of me.
I don’t hide my wince fast enough and Dax is on me in a shot, cupping my face again.
“Rose?” His brows knit.
“I’m fine.”
He looks between my legs. “Shit. You’re not.”
He jumps up from the bed and rushes to the bathroom, then comes back moments later with a warm washcloth. He kneels between my legs and presses it to me gently, a frown marring his handsome face.
“You’re bleeding. Not much but… Jesus.” He scrunches his face up and wipes me with the cloth again.
“Show me.”
I prop myself up on my arms and Dax holds the cloth up. The tiniest smudge of pink is on it. It’s barely noticeable.
“I told you I’m fine.” I smile, but he frowns and looks between my legs again.
“I would never forgive myself if you got hurt because of me.” He blinks and keeps his eyes focused between my legs, where a delicious ache is setting in.
His eyes pinch as he cleans me up carefully. He says I am the beautiful one. But it’s him. He’s taking care of me like I’m hurt when I’m really not. But he’s not going to listen, so instead I lie back and enjoy the attention he’s giving me.
He’s completely focused on me. Before, his eyes were burning with desire for me. And now, they’re full of adoration and concern.
How can I be a fuck up if someone can look at me in this way? How can I be the failure I’ve cast myself as these past few years if I was those things? Then no one would want me, surely? No one would desire me.
My breath catches as Dax looks up and locks eyes with me.
If everything that has happened to my family was my fault, then no one would be able to look at me the way he is right now, like he sees my soul and thinks it’s perfect. Like he wouldn’t change anything about me. Not a single thing.
