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“I’ll own you, Blake.” He shortens my name, his free hand comes up, and he trails a finger down my neck over my racing pulse, making my body break out in goose bumps. “And I think that’s exactly what you want.”
“Don’t be ashamed, Blake,” he whispers in my ear. “You’re my chosen one. Be proud. I know I am.”
“I’m going to fuck you right here, right now. That mouth is mine. That ass is mine. That cunt is mine. You’re fucking mine.”
“You belong to me now, Blake. And I’m going to take what’s mine.”
“You live for me now.” He licks up the side of my neck to my ear. “And I for you.” He thrusts in a second finger, and I suck in a deep breath from my nose, closing my watery eyes. “You serve and obey me. I protect and own you.”
I’d set the world on fire, including myself, if it meant saving her.
Damn!
I know who you are, Ryat Alexander Archer. I’m not afraid of what I see, nor am I ashamed.
“I’m the kind of man who will crawl across the floor and lick the dirt off your shoes like a peasant begging a king for some scraps. Just to make you think I’m weak. So, when they look away from me, I can slit their throats.”
I love Tyson for being this crazy
Knocking her hand away from me, I snort. “I’m nothing like you, mother. I won’t abandon my family or manipulate my husband.”
I’m so glad she said this to her mom.
