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his marble slab torso protecting my fragile heart and trembling core like an impenetrable shield.
Who could let me be the gentleman cop and the dirty Dom I need to be in order to be me.”
You aren’t a victim here, Rosie, you aren’t letting life catch you up in this fierce fucking storm. You are the storm, this is your set up, these are your choices, and you’re strong so you’ll blow furious and true until you see this thing through.
You’re no victim, rebel Rose, but you are a martyr.
It seemed life wouldn’t allow me to be loved beautifully and platonically at the same time as brutally and romantically, and I couldn’t say I would have knowingly made the same choice if I’d been given a calculated time to make it, but as I laid there on the ground, Lion on his belly beside me, Hero on his behind me, I knew I’d sacrifice everything I had left just to keep them with me forever.
“Gonna hang up and get this shit sorted. You wait there for me to call you back, and Rosie, if you move one fuckin’ inch out of that car, I’m going to punish you so hard, you won’t sit easy for a fucking month. You with me?” “With you,” I whispered through my sudden loss of breath.
wanted him to use the cuffs dangling from the back of his black jeans on my wrists, push me against the car for a full body search and then fuck me silly.
“Been a cop a long time. Undercover three years. What’s your excuse?” he asked, mirroring my expression. I grinned. “Been a rebel a long time.” He snorted. “Fuck me, come on let’s get this done so I can get you
He fucked me like he hated me, and it was the best lie he ever told.
“Tell me a lie,” I told him, to remind him of the duality of our game. “I hate you,” he replied like he’d been waiting for me to ask. “I hate you with my whole body and all of my soul.” I kissed him, my apology for being reckless more eloquent on my lips than it ever could be with my words.
But there was no way my guilt or morals were going to keep me away from my girl when she was in distress.
An MC princess from the same biker gang my family was determined to see ruined.
I wanted to smear that innocence with my rough hands and taint it with my cock at the same time I wanted to preserve it, fight to defend it.
“Think you need reminding of who you belong to, Rosie,” I clipped, knowing by the way she shivered that she knew the tone of my voice. “A reminder of who owns your wet cunt and your wild soul. Who’s bed you’ve been sleeping in and who’s cock you’ve been worshipping.”
“Every single inch of you is mine to do with as I please,” I told her before leaning over to bite her gorgeous ass. “Your ass, your pussy, and your pretty mouth.” “Yes, Lion,” she agreed on a short breath. “Use me. Fuck me anywhere where you want, just please give me your cock.”
“Lion!” she shrieked into the pillow, her legs shaking wildly. “Please, God, Lion, I’m yours, yours, yours.” “Good girl,” I praised, feeling her words in my balls. “Come for me.”
“Loving you was never a decision I made. There was nothing conscious about it so how can I be logical about it now?
“I love you and know the way most people know the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, that bikers know the sound of Harley pipes, and cops know the difference between fucking right and fucking wrong that you and I are made for each other.”
“Fucking love you too,” he rasped against my damp lips before pushing me back against the counter. “Brutally, savagely, fucking endlessly.”
He was good gone bad and it was all because of me.
“You took care of Harleigh Rose when we didn’t, Danner. Welcome to the fold.”
“Nothing to forgive, nothing to forget. I love you, rebel Rose. You hurt me to save me. You broke your own heart a million fucking times to keep me alive and I love you so fucking much for that.” He grasped my face in his hand and spoke against my lips. “My lion-hearted girl.” And then he kissed me.
“That’s my good girl,” he muttered into my damp chest, soothing a hand over my red ass.
