Silent Vows (The Byrne Brothers, #1)

by Jill Ramsower

“No, she was in a car accident six months ago. Her mother was killed in the wreck, and Noemi’s vocal cords were damaged. She’s mute and, from what I hear, pretty traumatized. No clue why her father nominated her. She’s hardly been seen outside of her house since it happened.”

I don’t need to coerce sex from a woman when plenty of others give it freely.”

I don’t really care what you call it, so long as those pretty lips end up panting my name.”

“Protective is one thing. I get the sense this is more, and I think I ought to know if it’s going to be a problem.”

but the thought of anyone but me laying a finger on Noemi made me itch with the need to paint her entire family tree in shades of red.

“No, I said turnabout was fair play. That means if I stray, you can, too. But for right now, there’s only one set of legs I want between, and as long as that’s the case, I expect the same in return.”

I didn’t just want to fuck my fiancée; I wanted all of her. Her body and submission. Her trust and compliance. Even her fiery temper and sarcasm.

I would strip her bare, body and soul, to prove to her just how thoroughly she belonged to me. I’d do whatever it took.

“Liar, liar,” he whispered, his warm breath on my skin heating my entire body. “Shall I prove it?” Then his lips were on mine, sucking, tasting, devouring.

“Duty to my family. The acquisition of power. Sultry green eyes and a fiery disposition. You pick a day; I’ll give you a reason. It changes by the minute.”

“You look good enough to eat, Noemi.” He brought his lips to my ear. “And I’m famished.”

“I’m putting your name on the inside of my wrist.” He leaned in, his eyes anchoring me to the spot. “And we aren’t leaving here until my name is somewhere on you. That way, you know this is real. Nothing more real than blood and ink.”

“Better to get what I needed than what I thought I wanted.”