Page 84 of Vengeful Vows

That’s the first time I’ve said it like that, that I’ve used the word love when it comes to Declan, and his blue eyes widen slightly.

He’s going to tell me he doesn’t want me anymore. That how can he make love with me if this was never about love for him.

My heart clenches in my chest.

He’s going to tell me that I’m a monster just like my father. He never wanted this anyway. he could never fall in love with a Murphy.

But Declan doesn’t speak at all yet, just lying down next to me on the bed, facing the ceiling.

“I’m afraid you’ll have to do most of the work, princess,” he murmurs after a moment. “Shoulder’s aching like a sonofabitch right now.”

“We don’t have to.”

Declan frowns, his head jerking up for me to climb on top of him.

I do, straddling his hips, and he’s half-hard against the fabric of his underwear.

I’m just wearing one of Declan’s t-shirts that I threw on after the shower, so I’m bare from the waist down. I rub against his erection with my sex, and Declan bites his lip, watching me, his arm in the good side behind his head.

I don’t want to think about anything anymore: not my father, not my estranged brother, not the Murphy blood flowing through my veins. I don’t even want to think about how I’ve fallen in love with Declan and how I don’t deserve him.

I just want to think about how he feels inside me, so I reach between us and free him.

Declan hisses as the air hits his erection, and I guide him inside of me, seating myself and rocking my hips slightly.

He throws his head back, nearly banging it on the headboard. He groans.

“Don’t tease me, princess,” he warns.

I giggle, feeling giddy with him inside me, letting go of everything that’s been bothering me.

“I should,” I say. “You always tease me.”

Declan nearly pouts, and it makes me smile because it’s so cute.

I roll my hips, starting to bounce on top of him, and his free hand clamps down on my hip.

“Christ, you keep moving like that and—,” he curses.

I just smile and continue to move, letting him slide almost all the way out of me before he thrusts up and goes back inside.

“I’m not going to last,” he tells me. “That little lap dance you’re doing is something else.”

I grin wider, proud, and I continue my slow and steady pace, rocking forward and backward again before bouncing on him.

He chokes out a moan when I start to move faster, bracing myself on the headboard and chasing my orgasm.

At first, I’d wanted to tease him, but now, all I want is to feel him spilling inside me.

I come after just a few moments, riding him hard, and when I start to pulse around him, Declan cries out my name, coming himself, too.

When it’s over, I slump against him.

“I’m not hurting you, am I?” I mumble against his skin, and Declan chuckles, dragging his fingers through my hair.

“No, of course not.”

I slowly roll off him, missing his warmth immediately, but then I snuggle up against him and put my head on the good side of his chest.

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