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Her face drops, trying to get away from me. I stand too, going after her. She stops, not turning to face me.
“I feel the same way, always have,” I gulp, “I didn’t marry Barbara because I loved her, I did what I did because it was arranged to solidify our clans’ alliance,” I want to touch her, and I do, circling one arm to wrap around her stomach and plaster her back to my body. She melts into me, “It has always been you for me. There was no one else after you.”
I let go of her, but only to tilt her head to get a good view of her lips.
“Only you, babe,” I dip my head, catching her eyes shut to welcome my kiss before I seal her lips with mine.
Only her.
Chapter Twenty-Four
OLIVIA
It has always been you. There was no one else after you.
The words I have been dying to hear since he came back into my life, but no matter how many times I imagined them, I couldn’t have gotten close to the perfect way he said them.
Only you, babe.
Words. Everything I had wished to hear while I watched him sit on that couch in my bakery with Barbara.
I’m not ashamed that I wanted him even when I knew he was promised to someone else at the time.
“Only you, baby,” he leans down and kisses me.
His lips press softly against mine, but it is like a balm for my sore heart. His words and tender kiss are doing what I was attempting to do to his wound.
I want to ask what I’ve done to deserve him. To deserve a man who would lay down his heart and life for me.
I have him.
I never thought I would be bold enough to admit that he is, and has always been, mine. But Ronan Gallagher is mine: my soulmate, my twin soul.
I turn fully, wanting to deepen the kiss as much as I can.
He cups my cheeks with his strong hands. His tongue slips through my lips, spreading warm euphoria across my body.
He growls into my mouth, and the kiss gradually takes on a new dimension. One touching every pleasure organ in my body. I press my chest against him, and I feel his hard length pressing against my stomach.
Our tongues sway gently like the ocean back and forth on the shore. And like a torrent of waves, the heat skates down to my sex, pinching and swelling. He sweeps me off my feet, his hands clasping my ass as he lifts me off the floor.
I slip my legs around his waist, and he groans into my mouth, the sound reverberating deep in my throat and slipping down to awaken every need in my stomach.
It has only ever been him. No one else could make me feel like this. I have been spellbound for years. Drunk on a lost love.
He leads me to the bed and gets on one knee to lay me down on it.
“You are hurt,” I whisper into the kiss.
“I will die if I don’t have you right now,” he groans, then catches my chin between his teeth to bite gently. “I will die,” he bites down some more, and the waves bounce all around me, making me shiver and moan.
I will die if I don’t have you.
What have I done to deserve this man?
I let him take control, keeping my hands to myself so I don’t touch him in the wrong place.
He continues with his trail of bites down my neck, and I tilt my head to give him better access. He groans into my skin, then bites down harder as if to mark and claim me. As if to draw blood. And I want him to. I want him to taste all of me as much as I want to taste all of him.
