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He is a Leader, believes in Order, knows when to Rule, and is a Deity.
I’m about to tell her to get into the water, but she takes the first step herself. I bite back a smile. My girl wants to give herself to me, and I can’t wait to make her mine.
“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.”
If there’s no pain, then how do you know you’re alive?
I want to be his good girl, but in a bad way.
His eyes go to my neck. “Whose good girl are you?” “Yours,” I answer softly. “Mine,” he agrees.
“If you disobey, you will be punished, little one.”
is. “Unless you plan on ripping my clothes off and bending me over a desk, we’re done here,” she states, arching a brow. This bitch is challenging me.
“No need,” he says dismissively. I frown and repeat. “No need?” “Yes. I’m not aware of the details, and neither do I care. But just so we have an understanding.” He pauses and clears his throat. “You do whatever the fuck is necessary to keep him away from her. And I’ll make sure that these pesky rumors are never heard of.”
They say love is patient and kind. I’m not either one of those things when it comes to Blakely. I’m controlling, possessive, and madly jealous. Which can only mean one thing—I’m obsessed with her. To the point I want to hide her from the world. I don’t want another man looking at her, let alone talking to her. Matt helped me understand that.
“You were mine yesterday, today, and tomorrow.”
“And you will continue to be mine forever.”
I want his hands around my throat. I want his body pinning mine down, and I want him to crave me the same way I need him.
“Earlier in the shower made me realize I’ve gone fucking soft on you, Blake. Know why?” He doesn’t let me answer. “Because you cried. Because another man tried to hurt you. That’s what I’m trying to protect you from. I should be your biggest threat. But instead, I’m falling in love with you.”
Ryat wants a Lady? I’ll give him a motherfucking lady.
“I can see you, touch you, and kiss you.” I wipe it away with my thumb. “I can love you.” My eyes drop to her plump lips, and her bottom one trembles. “You, Blakely Rae Archer, are my heaven.”
“I made a vow to protect you, Blake, and I’ll show anyone who tries to hurt you my version of hell.” I’d set the world on fire, including myself, if it meant saving her.
Leaning forward, he goes to press his lips to mine, but I pull back just enough to meet his eyes again and whisper, “I love you, Ryat.”
“Fuck, Blake,” he growls, pulling his face from mine. His lips drop to my neck, and I tilt my head to the side. “I love you so goddamn much.”
If this is what it feels like to drown, I don’t want to be above water.
I’m not the type of woman who needs to know who I am. All I need to know is who I am with him. And I know exactly who that is—his. Nothing else fucking matters.
“I will kill whoever touches what’s mine, Blake,” he states matter-of-factly.
“I’ve always been a selfish person, Blake. Willing to do whatever it takes to get where I want to be. And out of all the things I’ve done, you are by far the greatest reward for my selfishness.”
“I told you.” He gives me that Ryat smirk. “I’ll always find you.”
That smiles widens into something sinister. “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 can’t guarantee that I’ll grow old with her, but I will spend every second of every day that I’m alive proving to her that she comes first no matter what.
