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As Knox stared down at me, his normal serious face gentled a little. “Thank you for saving my brother.”
“You’re feeling possessive.” He sighed through his nose. “Yes and no. I know that makes me a fucking bastard, but you’re mine. Someone hurt you when you should’ve been with me, and I can’t fucking stand it.”
“Is this the trick to get you to behave?” he asked as he placed kisses down my neck. “I have to fuck the brat out of you?”
“Fuck. You take me so well.” His deep, rumbling words sounded pleased. “I’m going to come,” I whined. “Who’s going to make you come?” he demanded. I fisted the blankets on the bed and forced out the word, “You.” “Who’s inside your pussy right now?” I moaned as I arched my back even higher as I felt myself reaching the peak. “You!” “That’s right, Shiloh,” he said. “Me. Not him. Me. He will never have you. You will never be his. You belong to us.”
“Some people go their whole lives without knowing happiness. Mine is multiplied by four,”
“I’m the only one fucking you, Shiloh. If you don’t want me to think I’m a god, you better start moaning my name.”
His head lolled back as he let out a breathy grunt. “I love all of you, but when you bring out this naughty minx side of yours—ah—fuck!”
“That first time you grounded me, I really thought I might have met my soulmate.” His lips pressed to my spine, making me squirm. I tried to pull my wrists from his grasp as he started trailing kisses up. “I am certain now that you are,” he added. His words made me stop resisting. “I love you, pretty boy.” I felt his mouth stretch into a smile between my shoulder blades. “I love you, too, baby girl.”
Living in fear isn’t living. Knox had taught me that.
