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I’m shaking with the restraint it takes not to fill her to the hilt, but third time's the charm. “Tell me one more time, baby.”
“I belong to you,” she moans, working her hips back against me at the same time I slam into her. We meet in the middle with a satisfying slap, both exhaling as she adjusts to the full length of me.
As soon as she’s ready, I press her to the glass and fuck her the way I wanted to the second I walked into the room.
It’s savage, really. I want to break her and she wants to be broken. Each time we crash together and that breaking doesn’t happen, we both try again harder. Grunting. Thrusting. Every breath pluming hot in the darkness.
The lawn is lit in silvery moonlight as I fill her again and again. “If anyone is down there, they’ll see you,” I grit between clenched teeth. “They’ll know who you belong to. They’ll know you’re mine.”
She slaps her hands to the glass. “I’m yours.”
The words are sending me over the edge, and I want to take her with me.
“Then come for me,” I order. “Finish with me.”
She clenches her pussy around me, and my vision goes dark. Everything I have spills into my wife as I roar against her neck. Then?—
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
It feels so much smoother without the jagged edges of everything we just left behind.
Laila reaches back to stroke a hand through my hair, coaxing me down with her until we’re gently rocking together against the window, pulsing with the little energy we have left.
She sighs, her breath fogging the glass. “There’s no way you’re not going to make this complicated for me, is there?”
I grab her chin and turn her face to mine so I can claim her mouth in a long, hungry kiss that has me twitching inside of her again already. “It’s not complicated. As soon as you accept what we are, you’ll see that.”
Her forehead falls against the glass. She looks at me over her shoulder like she’s trying to find the answers to a test in my eyes. “This was just for tonight, Arsen.”
I slide out of her, shaking my head. “The very first moment I touched you, I knew it wouldn’t be a one-time thing. Even before I realized it myself, I was playing for keeps. You’re my wife, and you always will be.”
She gives me a sad smile.
But there’s nothing sad about this moment. She’s breaking, and she doesn't even realize it.
Laila Barnes is about to see exactly how I won over my empire—with my entire focus.
This will be no different.
33
ARSEN
I’m pacing in the entryway, checking the drive every fifteen seconds to find out where the hell Gedeon is, when I hear my name echoing down the stairs.
“Arsen…?” Laila was sleeping peacefully when I left the room half an hour ago, but now, she sounds panicked. “Arsen?”
“I’m here.” Hurried footsteps race down the stairs and across the wood floor. “Sorry, I have a meeting, so I snuck out. I would’ve left a note, but?—”
Laila turns the corner, and the words drop out of my mouth. Her eyes are wide and terrified, her skin pale. She holds our daughter out to me. If Nina wasn’t crying, I’d be sure she was dead based on the way Laila looks.
“She’s sick,” she blurts. “She’s coughing and she can’t breathe.”
Nina inhales for another ear-splitting scream, and I’d have to disagree. “It sounds like she’s breathing just fine.”
