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The healthy and the hurt.
Her sultry voice asked, “You okay?”
Ignoring the pain, because it couldn’t compare to this sight, I rolled into her, moaning, “Oh yeah, I’m more than okay.” When my bare chest touched her naked skin, I was thankful to only be in boxer shorts.
She said, “But I heard you gasp in pain.”
I inhaled the scent of her hair. “Nope,” I replied while snuggling closer to her side.
Her giggle was sweet as candy on my tongue. “I feel your blood is properly working its way around your body again.”
Not sure if she appreciated my morning erection, I rolled to my back. “Damn. Sorry—” There was no finishing my sentence because that luscious female beast rolled with blinding speed.
Suddenly straddling me, she placed her hands on my chest and leaned forward to put us face to face. “You are to never apologize for that dick wanting me.” Her hips gave a little movement for emphasis, rubbing her core against me, then stopped as she repeated the words, “Feel me?”
Air in my lungs?
Fucking gone.
You were born for me. “Yeah, babe. I feel you.”
Elle was telling me things I needed to know. One? She refused to have reservations when it came to sex between us, even with everything Lorenzo had put her through. I hadn’t comprehended I needed to hear that until she made it clear.
Two? Well…
Her hips moved. “When you have a hunger, I—and only I—feed it.”
Yeah, two was her own official claim… on me.
On my back, staring up at this woman with balls of steel, trying to declare this man-whore to be only hers, I promised, “I will never be inside another woman.” Then I brought up a subject that had to be discussed because she couldn’t make such a promise. “But another man is still inside you.”
Sitting up, her mouth fell open as if that was the last response she expected.
There is a saying, ‘Don’t ask questions if you don’t want the answer.’ I guess my stubborn side still had much learning to do. “You told me Lorenzo wanted you to sing to him in bed. Did you sing to him like that? Like you did me the other night?”
Still on top of me, Elle’s nostrils flared as she pulled in lots of air, trying to breathe through the memories. “Yes, but—”
Unreasonably, I became bitter, hating that Lorenzo had ever heard her magic. “Why?” I sneered with jealousy, “Why did you sing to him?”
Now her nostrils flared for a different reason. I was pissing her off. She glared and her accent kicked in. “He claimed to not be able to sleep without it. Him getting rest was crucial for my wellbeing.” She sneered in return, “So, one could say I did it to save my life, you fucking prick.” Her greens bored holes into my skull. “But I never, ever offered him my heart while doing it.” Her jaw locked so she gritted, “Like I did with you.”
Oh.
She lifted a daring brow. “Anything else? Any more tantrums to throw?”
In the past, I’d witnessed club brothers getting territorial over girlfriends or Old Ladies, but I had never understood it. I thought they gave those women far too much control over them. Now I understood it was not a choice. Elle had already burrowed deep inside me, and I didn’t want it any other way. Nor did I want her near any man who had intentions that were beyond daughterly or sisterly. So barbaric but true. I wanted her properly claimed and in a cut with Lynx’s Property plastered on every inch of the leather. I wanted every male species to beware and stay away from this incredible creature. The problem was, what I wanted and what she needed were drastically different.
Attempting to put aside my immature disposition, I managed, “No more tantrums, for now.”
Her shoulders released tension. “You’re not a prick.”
I smirked. “You’re too smart to know that ain’t true.”
A little giggle slipped out while she reached to the nightstand for more pills.
Swallowing them with a swig of water, I watched her ponder. She was a true natural beauty. She didn’t have one ounce of makeup on or a smidgin of the ‘hair product’ that club girls were always fussing over. Yet I couldn’t get enough of her.
She asked, “Why do you look at me like that?”
