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I blink up at him, my fingers feeling numb where the pads rest against his short beard. Did he just? I mean, is he saying?
“And I love you,” he says, his voice strong and sure.
“And I love you,” I whisper, his steely eyes holding mine captive, holding all of me captive.
His forehead comes down to meet mine and he breathes out, “Fuck. That was not how I imagined saying that to you.”
A cheeky smile graces my lips and I tease him, “What? Were you picturing rose petals and candlelight? Unexplained blood and a little grime are way more my style.”
“Hellcat,” he chuckles and shakes his head.
His large hand grips the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him even though I barely put any distance between us. He kicks the door closed behind him, the sound loud in the quiet between us while we soak up each other’s words, each other’s truth.
“Just saying,” I toss back at him and shrug.
When he lowers his lips to mine, the kiss between us is sweet and filled with promises. Of forever. Of growth. Of good times and bad. Of answered questions. Of demon slaying. Of hope.
I explore his mouth with my tongue before they twine together, just like our hearts and souls have done. There’s nothing urgent in our kiss. It’s languid, cascading through time and space with endless tomorrows.
It’s everything I want in a kiss.
But I also want his passionate kisses. The ones with teeth. The ones that make my body buzz. The ones that make me a puddle of need and desire.
When he pulls back from me, I can see the love in his eyes. It’s there, mixed with the pain I think he will always carry. I don’t fault him for it. I’m just thankful he lets me carry a little of it for him because he would do the same for me.
I grab his hand and lead him through my house until we get to the bathroom. I do have some of his clothes here and they’re even clean now, but I have a feeling he won’t be slipping them on. Not when I can see hunger and lust joining the party in his eyes.
After I turn the water on in the shower, I start to strip out of my pajamas and I’m not at all surprised when starts pulling his clothes off. I almost get lost in watching him, loving every bit of him as he exposes himself to me. My eyes trip over the tattoos adorning him and the way his muscles bunch and pull.
When he’s standing in front of me gloriously naked, I let out a little sigh of contentment. He’s mine. All fucking mine.
The smirk on his face tells me he knows exactly what I’m thinking.
And because he is mine, it’s my honored duty to take care of him. I grab his hand and lead him into the shower, pushing him gently until he’s right where I want him. Considering his size, it’s clear he’s only following my direction because he wants to.
Tyler could be an immovable wall of hard planes and beautiful art if he so chose. But he lets me take the lead and gives himself over to me.
I fall in love with him a little more.
As I set about washing him, I whisper, “Tell me.”
I feel some of the weight on his shoulders fall away as he takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. “We got a call from one of our clients with the security firm.” I arch an eyebrow in question, but he shakes his head, his voice serious, “I can’t tell you some things because it’s club business, Hellcat.”
“Fine,” I pout.
He leans down and nips at my bottom lip, causing my pussy to clench on fucking nothing. I know he’ll be filling me up soon enough. The man has a serious kink when it comes to stuffing as much cum inside of me as he can.
I’m more than okay with it. I’ve always wanted children and Tyler will be an amazing dad. I haven’t been put off by his desire to breed me, not once since he first mentioned it. Is it a little reckless? Sure, but I’m embracing this man and everything he has to offer.
“The important part of tonight is that I went with a few of my brothers to where a man was being held.” He swallows hard as I grab the showerhead and start to rinse the suds off his body. “The man in question lost is virginity at 15 by raping my sister.”
I stand there, frozen, my jaw practically on the floor as I stare up at my man. My strong man. My giant. My teddy bear.
It feels like my chest cracks open in solidarity with his. The showerhead hits the wall with a thud as I throw myself at Tyler. He catches me with ease, even with both of us slick from the water.
I bury my face in his neck and cling to him, wanting all his desolation, wanting to take it all inside me so he doesn’t have to hold it anymore. My arms and legs are wrapped tightly around him, but it’s not nearly enough.
Nothing will be enough.
