Page 3 of Once A Crime Lord

“You’ll never be free of me.” He collared her throat as he continued to plunge home. “I’ll never get enough of you.”

“Gavin!”

His hand moved to her chest. She panicked and shoved his hand away before he could feel her damp bra. His rhythm faltered. Without warning, he pulled out, whirled her around, and slammed her back against the wall. Gavin was a carnal beast and not about to be denied anything. He looked half savage, half warrior in his unbuttoned starch white shirt, suit jacket, and nothing else.

“You don’t push me away,” he ordered and went for her breasts again.

When she knocked his hand away again, he bared his teeth.

“What the fuck did I just say?”

“I-I’m leaking,” she muttered, mortified and turned on at the same time.

She wasn’t prepared when he ripped her loose top in half. She wore a nursing bra, which wasn’t even close to cute. Why the hell did he have to see everything? She raised her hands to cover herself, but that didn’t deter him. He deftly undid the hooks on her bra, and it fell away. She tried to escape, hands clamped over her damp breasts, but he boxed her in.

“When I get aroused, I start leaking. It’s embarrassing—” she began.

He gripped her wrists, spread her arms, and examined her breasts, which definitely weren’t as perky as they’d been before she gave birth. Sex was about fantasy, and her post pregnancy bod, scars, and leaking breasts dimmed her libido significantly.

When his head ducked down, she collided with the wall. She sucked in her breath, which did nothing to prevent Gavin from capturing her nipple in his mouth. He suckled. She screeched and tried to stomp his foot. He dragged her up so her breasts were at the perfect height for him to feast. She shoved his head, but he didn’t budge.

“Gavin, stop!” she shrieked.

He ignored her. As he sucked, more milk gathered heavy in her tits. Gavin switched to the other breast, and she fought the sexual pull, but he was relentless. Knowing there was no escape, she stared down at him as he fed. Her lactating didn’t turn him off. On the contrary, he seemed hungrier than ever. As she watched, the place between her legs went liquid. When she couldn’t take anymore, she yanked his head up and covered his wet mouth with hers.

He let her drop low enough for him to slide back inside. He fucked her hard, raising one thigh to go even deeper. He wouldn’t allow distance between them and accepted everything about her, even the things she didn’t like about herself. How could she not love him?

His unrelenting thrusts pushed her over the edge. As her body milked him, he came, gripping her ass and mashing their bodies together until he stopped pulsing inside her. She panted against his naked, heaving chest and waited for her body to calm down.

“Okay?” he murmured.

“Yeah,” she said lazily.

When he finally disengaged, he carried her into the bathroom. He filled the bathtub and shrugged off his clothes. He settled her in front of him. She leaned back against his broad chest. They sat there with the occasional slosh of water echoing in the massive bathroom.

The charged energy around him had dimmed somewhat, but it would never vanish completely. It was a part of him.

Outside these walls, the world wasn’t a beautiful place. It was dark, brutal, and grim. The underworld was a place filled with untold horrors and people with no souls. Gavin had been taught not only how to survive in darkness but how to control it.

It had taken her being nearly gunned down while seven months pregnant to come to terms with the fact that the underworld needed a ruthless dictator at the top… and that man was her husband. He spent the past four months reclaiming his territory. It was clear from his cold fury that he hadn’t been able to locate Sadist, the crime lord who took the title when he murdered Manny Pyre. Sadist haunted her nightmares, which were amplified with fear now that she had Nora.

“I miss having you beside me at night,” he said as he rested his face in her hair and inhaled. “It’s been hell, baby.”

“I miss you too.”

“Nora’s getting so big.”

She smiled without opening her eyes. “She is.”

His arms tightened around her. “You haven’t been sleeping much.”

She dropped her head back to see his face. “What do you mean?”

He tapped the watch on her wrist. “It has a heart monitor. You barely get five hours a night, and it’s not because of Nora.”

“Don’t worry about it, Gavin.”

“Why aren’t you sleeping?”

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