Page 144 of The Desires That Burn


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This time I grab his face and pull him close so we’re almost eye to eye. “Yes, I love you. But you need me? Just go.”

“Oh fuck. Dakota… I’m not a coward. I’m an idiot.” He puts his hands on my hips but doesn’t tug me closer or push me away. He holds me there. “I once said if I was another man I’d love you. That was a lie.”

My chest burns with each breath.

“I was already in love with you. I was denying it, but I knew. You light up my darkness. I should have told you. If I were someone else, I’d have let myself admit I loved you. In you, I found my heart and soul again. It’s nothing like I’ve ever experienced before and I pushed it… you… away because it scared me. Admitting it would hurt us both, and so yeah, I fucked up by letting you go and not telling you before. I fucking love you, Dakota.”

“You. You love me?” I drop my hand to his waist and grab a fistful of his sweater as his fingers tighten on my hips.

“It’s physical. Emotional. It’s blood and pain and soft sweet moments.” He looks at me. “I went to ask Smith for your address when I could have found it myself because I wanted something from him. Permission.”

“He’s not my dad except by blood.”

Orion rests his head against mine. “He does love you. I work with him. He’s my friend. But I wanted it old-fashioned. Official.”

Oh. My. God. Permission? Official? Asking goddamn Smith? He’s… oh, fuck, he’s… I swallow hard, breathing in his dark, erotic scent.

“W-what if he said no?”

He laughs softly. “I don’t give that much of a fuck. Your answer’s the only one I care about. Marry me, Dakota?”

All the cakes, all the cream filling, all the butter icing and every last crumb. That’s what he’s handing me.

Along with keys.

To his heart and soul.

Every time I thought he was watching, he was. “You’re a stalker.”

“I prefer protector. But just with you.” His lips are close. “Never, not even with Fina, have I proposed. Here.” He lets go of one hip and he looks down, pulls something from his pocket, and puts it in my hand.

I frown, barely keeping myself from exploding with all the emotions rampaging through me. “Most people use rings.”

“This is the key to my heart and soul. And it could destroy me in the wrong hands,” he says. “I’m trusting you.”

Jaxson Gardner. His dog tags.

My breath comes in bursts. “I’m all yours, Orion.”

I lift my face to him, and he kisses me, long and slow and sweet.

It’s a promise, a seal, a beginning.

“Yes, Daddy, I’ll marry you.”

He laughs and pulls me in against him. A shiver of excitement skitters down my spine. Ooohh, he’s hard. “Daddy says thank fuck for that, little girl. My hands are no match for your slutty powers.”

I run my hand over his cock and lead him to the bedroom. “I take that as a compliment.”

“It is, sweet girl.”

“Daddy?”

“Yes, baby girl?” He’s undressing me, kissing every inch of skin he exposes and it feels incredible.

“Am I really yours?”

He sucks on a nipple and looks up.

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