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“Evil people don’t need a reason to justify the vile things they do. They just are.” –— Michelle Heard
After today… after holding her in my arms, there’s no fucking denying it – I’m falling for Kiara. For the first time in my life, I’m allowing a woman into my heart.
He’s never grumpy with me. He doesn’t mind touching me. He drinks the coffee I make. He brought me to his home and has gone out of his way to take care of me. Slowly the realization starts to sink in. I think Liam likes me.
Remembering how she clung to me at the office, warmth and possessiveness burst in my chest. Cling all you want, baby. I don’t want you to let go.
With Kiara sleeping in my arms, I make peace with the fact that she owns me.
“I’ve got you, baby,” I murmur before pressing a kiss to her hair. “You’re a mafia princess and my responsibility. I’ll take care of you.”
“Because you make me feel.” Christ, do you make me feel. My hands frame her face, my eyes burning intensely into hers. “Because I can touch you.” I tilt my head. “I. Can. Touch. You. Kiara.”
He wants me. This man wants me. Dad warned me this would happen, and now that it has, I can’t say I mind. I want to be with Liam. To get to know all of him.
He tastes like wine and everything sinful.
“But make no mistake, Kiara. When the time comes, I’m going to enjoy stripping you naked, so I can feel every inch of you pressed against me while I sink deep into you.” Holy shit.
“You’re the miracle, baby.”
“Are you sure, Kiara? Once I cross this line, I’ll own every inch of you. This is the last chance I’ll give you to back out.” Don’t. I’ll lose my fucking mind. She stares at me for a moment. “You’ll never hurt me.” It’s not a question, but still I vow with everything that makes me a man, “Never.” “You’ll protect me from your world?” It will become your world too. “With my last breath.” I see the moment she submits, then she nods. “Own me, Liam.”
“I’m taking you bare.” There’s no way I can have anything between us. Ever. Not with this woman. Her eyes search mine, then she lifts her hips, pressing her heat against my cock. “I’m on birth control.” I’m hit with unrelenting need, so fucking hard, I lose total control.
I lay my soul at the altar of her body, and she reshapes me into a man who will burn the world down for her. A man who loves her. Only her.
“Eyes on me,” he demands, and when I open them, I see everything he feels for me laid bare in his eyes.
With Liam buried deep inside me, I realize he meant every word he said. He’s obsessed with me. He loves me. This man fell instantly for me. When I’m able to catch my breath, I whisper, “Was it love at first sight?” He kisses me softly. “I loved you long before you came into my life. When you bumped into me, my body recognized yours. When you looked for safety in my arms, my heart knew you were the one.” My heart. There’s so much emotion building between us, his eyes a color of blue I’ve never seen before. “Mine. Always have been. Always will be.” His.
A proud smile curves her swollen lips. I lift my arm, wrap my fingers around the back of her neck, and yank her down on top of me. My mouth takes hers, and tasting my orgasm on her tongue, I fear I’ll never regain control of myself when it comes to this woman.
She fucking owns me. She’s all I need in this life. She’s all I’ll ever need. Rolling her over onto her back, my hands hungrily explore her body, the kiss downright dirty as I dominate her. Just the way my woman loves it.
There’s only this woman and what she does to me.
There’s only Liam.
“But you won’t fucking hug me,” he says, all disgruntled. My eyebrows fly up. “You want a fucking hug?” “Oh no. Don’t want you to feel uncom–” I grab hold of his shoulder and yank him to me. My body tenses, and the familiar feelings hit, but I ignore them, hugging my best friend. Just for a second or two. Pulling away, I mutter, “Happy now.” The fucker pretends to wipe a tear away. “Happiest moment of my life. I’ll never forget it.” “Fuck off.”
When I come down the stairs, Kiara grins at me. “Do you know gray sweatpants on a man is porn for a woman?” “Is that so?” I chuckle as I take a seat on the couch. Kiara hands me the plate of spaghetti bolognese she made and sets the bottle of water on the coffee table. “Yep, especially if the guy has those fuck-me-muscles you have.” I lift an eyebrow at her. “Fuck-me-muscles?” “The V by your hips. It’s like an arrow straight to your cock.” I can’t keep the grin in any longer. “It’s cute when you say fuck and cock.”
“I promise, if I steal, it will be to steal her heart. If I cheat, it’s to cheat death so I can stay with her longer. If I fight, it will be to protect her.” Then I add my own twist, “If she cries, it will be tears of happiness. If she’s in pain, it will be because she’s giving birth to our children.” I clear my throat, and pulling a pocketknife from my jacket, I flip it open and cut my thumb. Pressing the drop of blood to the gravestone, I say, “I make this blood vow to you, Jimmy.”
