Corrupted Union (The Byrne Brothers #2)

by Jill Ramsower

Then his lips were on mine, his hands gripping me tightly to him. I met his kiss with an intensity that rivaled his own. We were two magnets unable to resist one another.

I wasn’t affected by much—I’d seen some pretty fucked up shit in my thirty-two years—but the sight of Rowan rocking herself in a sea of broken glass and blood flayed me wide open.

“What we’re about to do is all about trust. Your control lies in your trust of me to respect your limits and take care of you.”

I’d find a way to breathe so much life back into her that sorrow had no place left to linger.

I needed her just as much as air in my lungs and blood in my veins. And should I need to, I would defend all three with equal savagery. My wife. My love. My life.