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Decision made, Jameson King would like me, and I’d make sure he never stopped.
His eyes seemed to burn as he searched her from head to toe, and then gruffly said, “Ne ingrediaris silvam solum.”
“Let’s be clear. I allowed you to live after meeting with her because Killian was present, but if you ever talk to her alone, I will kill you. She is not available; she is not open property. She is mine.”
“I hate when you do this.” My eyes were back on him. “Do what?” He stepped closer, his thumb still against my chin, but now his fingers were spread out against my jaw. “Lower your face as if you don’t belong to stay in the moment…as if you need to separate yourself from what’s going on. You do it a lot in the club.”
If you were mine, I’d kill anyone who told me to let another man touch you. I’d burn down the club before letting someone feel what’s mine. Within the club, the only other thing that is sacred is our women, the ones we claim, the ones we choose. If you were mine, I’d tell Tuck to go fuck himself and if he tried to hurt me, then I’d welcome the carnage.”
“Well, she’s about to become my fucking wife, so you’ll get over your reservations and really fucking quickly. As for the kid…he’s mine too, and will be raised by me...”
One day Jameson would walk away from me, but until then, he was mine to keep, and I wanted every single piece of him.
wasn’t supposed to be like this. We were supposed to be outside at night, under the stars, and preferably in a field of wildflowers. Your mom was supposed to be there and my dad…and it was supposed to be years ago when I had you all to myself.
“It’s always been you, Jameson. Always in the back of my mind at night, in my chest, expanding with my lungs in the morning, when the sun would warm the earth. You were always in my dreams when I thought of forever. However long you give me, I will happily accept.”
I used to love touching her hair when we were in school. It was one of the only ways I could ever get close to her without her noticing that I had the world’s largest crush on her. Now she was here and I could touch as much of her as I wanted. Now she was my wife.
Functional, Penny, but we can be fashionable too. Never pass up the chance for lace or leather, or especially leopard print.
“Don’t know what all we need to clarify in this relationship, Pen, but this...” He stroked me gently. “This right here isn’t complicated…it’s mine. No one else gets to touch you while you’re my wife.”
“Perfect, Penelope. So goddamn perfect. And mine. You have my name on your lips as you’re coming apart, my tongue in your cunt, my fingers as you clench around me. Now let go and come, I want to see you drip onto this table.”
“You’re mine, Penny. For fucking ever. I don’t want to annul anything. I want to keep you. My filthy bride. I want you, for always.”
“And now...” I pulled my hips back and then gently rolled them forward, fully sheathing myself inside her. “You are officially...” I moved again and her fists clenched the comforter. “My motherfucking wife.”
“More than okay. You can’t back out of this now. I’m officially your wife, Jameson King.”
“You were this beautiful dream that just walked into my life when I was thirteen, too young to know what to do with it. You were as out of reach to me as the stars. I’d watch you and you were imprinted in my mind, running through it at night, claiming every waking moment in the morning. I’d see you in school and I’d miss what the assignment was, or what the club had asked me to do. You were always watching me, and I could feel this pull between us, and I knew…I knew if I gave in to it, then you’d become part of the club. You’d lose that star lust in your eyes, that wonder that made them
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“You stole my first kiss.” Her lips barely moved on a whisper. “That was inevitable. I wanted you to remember me.”
A tear gleamed in her eye as she gave me a half smile. “But refused my virginity.” “Would never have let you go if I took it. If I touched you, had you like that…there’s no way I’d ever let you go.”
“And now that you’ve had me?” Her hands came to my chest, hovering over the feathers branded into my skin...
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puked my fucking guts out while he stood there laughing at the fact that he’d be able to fuck you without a condom because he’d knocked you up. While you may not like this, Penelope, you are my wife now. Mine. I will not tolerate another man in your life, not when he’s hurt you, and certainly not after he’s had you in every way that I now own you.”
“For years I had to live without you. For years I was just existing in the background. This is me, Pen…the King of Chaos. You’re tied to me now and all this hatred that taints my soul is yours. Fuck, you caused most of it.”
“I love you, Penelope, and I don’t care how long it will take you to forgive me for this, you eventually will. You’ll agree that this was the best decision.”
“You’re mine, Jameson King. Always and forever, you’re mine and I’m yours.”
