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"Is there anything I can do?"
His fingers dug into my hips. "You're doing it."
I caressed his face, and we lay there for a long time just thinking about Sylvie and all the events of the night. So much had happened.
"If you need me, I'll be here for you while Sylvie's going through it."
He squeezed me so tight, it pushed the breath from my lungs.
We rolled in the bed and suddenly he was on top of me, his nose buried in the crook of my neck and shoulder. He took in a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"I'm sorry I pushed so hard. Everything with you feels so fleeting like it's always my last chance to share my thoughts."
He held his weight over me by bracing on his elbows, and the view from this angle was incredibly stunning. He also smelled divine. "Why do you think it's fleeting?"
I'd hit Mag with a lot of emotional talk tonight, but I hadn't really told him what was bothering me, and I owed him that. "You said you don't have feelings and you're never getting married, so that's a pretty clear line in the sand, and I accept that. I told you it doesn't have to mean anything, and you still haven't kissed me in three days."
"I didn't say never." He grinned and looked at the ceiling as he flat-out lied to me.
"You know you did." I swatted at his bicep.
I got his eyes back and they softened, then darkened before he spoke. "Let me lay it out for you since I didn't quite say it right before. I do have feelings. Mostly toward you, and they are fucking terrifying because I never thought I'd feel this way about a woman. I want to hear all your thoughts because you're incredibly smart and intuitive. You're challenging me to face things I've avoided for a long-ass time, and I like that because not much challenges me anymore. I like being around you, sharing meals with you, watching you break free from your pearls. I like it in a way that's not fading anytime soon."
"Oh." I was absolutely gobsmacked. I did not expect to hear anything like that from him tonight.
"And I wanted to kiss you badly, but I knew I wouldn't be able to stop at a kiss, and I was under the misperception that it had to be a different man who would give you what you need right now because he could do it better."
My heart pounded in my chest. "And now your perception has changed?"
His lips quirked up at the edges, and his eyes were molten. "Now, I want to be the one that gives that to you, imperfect as it is, because I can't stand the thought of it being anyone but me."
"Give what to me?" I could barely speak as he took my face in his hands and lowered his head so our lips were a breath apart.
"My broken heart," he angled his chin down like he was pointing to his heart. "This scarred body," he pressed a soft kiss to my lips, "and my fallen soul, if you'll take it."
Chapter 29 Beauty
Magnum
"I'd gladly take it, Magnum," she whispered. "I'd treasure it."
I'd been a saint. I'd waited with the patience of a thousand suns and very dutifully protected the virtue of a woman who was my brother's girl once but was clearly mine now.
She was lying beneath me, being soft and sweet, touching my face, looking at me like she meant it, and I couldn't remember any of the reasons that I hadn't claimed Wren as mine yet.
So I kissed her. Why the hell not? She wanted it. Lord knew I wanted it. She'd basically begged me to do it, and I'd denied her like a fool. She'd told me to allow myself some beauty, and she was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. I'd surrendered my heart to her already. This last step was long overdue.
I devoured her greedy kisses while slowly slipping her short little barmaid's dress over her wiggling hips. We separated only briefly, so I could pull it over her head and toss it to the floor. Her long hair fell back on the pillow, and I reconnected our lips as I settled between her legs.
She scratched her fingernails down my back, and I groaned in her ear, gripping her hair to tilt her head back so I could trail kisses and nibbles down her neck. Her bra came off next unveiling the dusky red tips of her full breasts. Taking one in my mouth, she arched up as I teased it to apebbled peak. We writhed in the bed, feeling our bodies rub against each other, hot skin on hot skin.
And suddenly, it was all too slow. My hands tensed, restless and impatient. One tug and her panties ripped away, revealing the ultra-feminine patch of hair between her legs. As much as I needed to thrust into her, the yearning to taste her flooded my brain and pulled me down her body, kissing her soft flesh on the way.
"You feel good, smell good, wanted you so bad, can't believe I waited this long." I moved her thigh out to the side, baring her glistening core to me, but I didn't have the patience for more than a quick glance before diving into her sweet pussy.
She gasped and her hips rolled as I lapped at her and pushed two fingers inside her hot, wet cunt. She tasted sweet like heaven and unique like Wren. I was selfish with my tongue and focused on her clit. My fingers curled to hit her G-spot. I made sure to bring her to the edge efficiently because my cock was an egotistical bastard that wanted to strip her of her virginity without further delay. She froze with a harsh grunt and started coming. Her pussy clamped down on my fingers, and I swallowed every pulse, every drop, every beat of it because it belonged to me.
She screamed my name as the force of it pushed through her, and I didn't dare pull my mouth away to answer her, but, yes, baby, you're mine. I give that pussy those sweet vibrations. Only me. No one else had ever been here and no one else ever would.
