Lover Unbound (Black Dagger Brotherhood #5)

“When I want you to beg, I’ll tell you.” His tongue was warm and wet as it rode up her neck. “Now ask me what I’m going to do to you.”
She opened her mouth, but could only pant.
He tightened the hold on her hair. “Ask me. Say, ‘What are you going to do to me?’”
She swallowed. “What…what are you going to do to me?”
He wheeled her to one side, all the while keeping his hips tight to her ass. “You see that sink, Jane?”
“Yes…” Holy shit, she was going to orgasm—
“I’m going to bend you over that sink and

“When I want you to beg, I’ll tell you.” His tongue was warm and wet as it rode up her neck. “Now ask me what I’m going to do to you.”
She opened her mouth, but could only pant.
He tightened the hold on her hair. “Ask me. Say, ‘What are you going to do to me?’”
She swallowed. “What…what are you going to do to me?”
He wheeled her to one side, all the while keeping his hips tight to her ass. “You see that sink, Jane?”
“Yes…” Holy shit, she was going to orgasm—
“I’m going to bend you over that sink and make you hold on to the sides. Then I’m going to pull your pants off.”
Oh, Jesus…
“Ask me what’s next, Jane.”

There was a moment of silence. And then in a rough voice, the man whose life she saved spoke four words that changed everything…changed her life, changed her destiny:
“She. Comes. With. Me.”

“Take off your coat.”
“Excuse me?”
“Take it off.”
“No.”
“I want it off.”
“Then I suggest you hold your breath. Won’t affect me in the slightest, but at least the suffocation will help pass the time for you.”

“The truth is, self-preservation is a good thing and it should dictate my reactions.”
“And it doesn’t?”
“Not…always. With you, not always.”
His lips lifted a little. “Then for once in my life, I’m glad I’m different.”
“I’m scared.”
He grew instantly serious, his diamond-bright eyes meeting hers. “Don’t be. I won’t hurt you. And I won’t let anything else either.”

“This is as exposed as I could ever be, and that’s what I want to give you.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I know.” His lids flipped open. “But I want you to have me as no one else has or will.”

“I love you. And I’m going to keep loving you even after you don’t know I exist.”

Butch was quiet for a time. Then he said, “I think that’s why I like Jane.”
“Huh?”
“When you look at her? You actually see her, and when’s the last time that’s happened for you?”
V geared himself up, then stared hard into Butch’s eyes. “I saw you. Even though it was wrong. I saw you.”
Shit, he sounded sad. Sad and…lonely.

"All around, techno music blared, the shrill beats ringing through air that was stuffy with sweat and perfume and something musky that he suspected was sex. Lasers speared the dimness, evidently aiming right for his eyeballs, because wherever he looked they nailed him a good one.
He wished he had sunglasses and earplugs.
He glanced back at the couple—er, threesome. He wasn’t sure, but the woman seemed to have her hands down both their pants.
How about a blindfold, too, he thought."

“I don’t care that you were packing. In fact, I want you armed if you go to ZeroSum.”
John stared at the Brother, stunned.
That’s against the rules.
“Do I look like the kind of guy who worries about that shit?”
John smiled a little.
Not really.

Do you think less of me? Because of what happened back then…you know, in the stairwell? And be honest.

Z blinked once. Twice. A third time. And then in a voice that was curiously thin, he said, “Never. It was NOT your fault, and you did NOT deserve it. You heard me? It was NOT your fault.”

"Love was worth sacrificing for, he thought as he left his room. Even if it wasn’t yours."

Butch nodded as if he knew exactly what was doing. “Like I said, my man, it’s whatever. You and me? Same as always, no matter who you screw. Although…if you’re into sheep, that would be tough. Don’t know if I could handle that.”
V had to smile. “I don’t do farm animals.”
“Can’t stand hay in your leathers?”
“Or wool in my teeth.”