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“We can take this outside right now.” He points over his shoulder towards the door. “Caleb will hold your arms for me—”
“Just club soda,” Ilmari adds, kissing his cheek.
Dropping my hand to his mouth, I brush my fingers over his parted lips.
“Come in my mouth,” he pants. “Baby, please. I’m fucking dying for it—”
“Baby, you taste so good. Fucking love your cock.” He kisses my tip one last time. Then he sits up, his lips and chin shiny with my mess. His eager eyes search my face, and I already know his question before he asks it.
fire-breathing Novikov.”
“Du är så vacker.”
“Du är min nu,”
“Du betyder allt för mig.”
Jag behöver det här . . . behöver dig.”
“Jag är kär i dig.”
“Jag älskar dig.”
resent the feeling of his cotton T-shirt, blocking me from touching his skin.
“I want you to take this cock and put it inside me,” he says against my lips. “Paint my insides with your cum; drag your nails down my back. Don’t stop until I’m marked inside and out. Everyone will know why I call you min man.”
jag är din och du är min.”
“Jag är din,”
Ilmari’s thick rugby build.
“Okay, do you know Roshni?”
Lindberg likes to slurp on a jar of pickle juice.
“Daddy looks mad.”
Teddy is mine. And, still, this man dares to send such a message?
“Yeah, you can make growling noises with Teddy later!”
Corey Lamont,
“Say another word to him, and I kill you,”
Jake rounds on him. “You got a fucking death wish, asshole? ’Cause with a snap of my fingers, my guys let Karlsson go to finish your drunk ass.”
“Any chance of them ever letting us live this down?” Henrik shakes his head. “No. Never.”
I like to tease. Coley and I sort of get each other off on the whole jealousy kink thing. Usually, it’s super fun. I swear to god, when that man gets wound tight enough, he can pound me into another fucking dimension—”
My god, Lukas Novikov is right. With Teddy, it’s like the chaos of the world stops and my racing thoughts quiet. With Teddy,
“It is. A Karlsson has worn this as a wedding ring for over one hundred years. It was my mother’s. She gifted it to Teddy, the man who is my heart’s fire, mate of my soul . . . Those were her words, correct?”
“Jag älskar dig,” he breathes in my ear. “Mitt livs kärlek . . . mitt allt.” “Min man,”
Jake has tears in his eyes. “I’m really happy for you, Karlsson.” I nod, my own eyes feeling misty. “I know it’s what my sister would have wanted for her.” Jake smiles, glancing from Teddy back to me. “That’s not quite what I meant, but I’m happy for all of it. You deserve good things.” He holds out a hand to me.
“You’ll be good to my baby brother?” I nod. “As long as there is breath in my body.”
I will love Teddy until the end, until there is nothing left of me but ash.
“Mitt lamm, I’ve loved you from the moment you drew your first breath. You may not be my daughter by blood, but you are part of me, part of the soul of me. On this day, as I take Teddy into my heart and vow to make a home for him, I vow the same to you. I will love you always, mitt lamm. You will always have a home with me.”