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“I won’t, I promise. I just got scared.”

Nodding my head, I kiss a trail up to her face before pressing my lips to hers.

“I love you,” she murmurs against me.

“I love you, forever.”

A softness overcomes her as she relaxes into my arms.

“Make love to me, Ronan.”

Pulling back to meet her eyes, I cup the side of her face tenderly.

“My pleasure, hold on tight, baby.”

Lining myself up to her, I lift her for a moment before lowering her down onto me. Her mouth opens, before a sexy as fuck moan slips out of her. I feel her hands dig into the back of my shoulders as I lift her up again, pulling her down once more.

Slowly, we find a steady rhythm while Skyla just does her best to hold on. I try to be easy with her, to cherish her the way she deserves, but I’ve never needed her like I do now. It’s almost like if I can fuck her deep enough, we will never have to be apart again. I’ll never have to worry about her running off with my heart, never have to worry about someone taking her from me or hurting her.

My hold on her tightens, my knuckles turning white as the wet sound of her back slapping against the tiled wall echoes through the bathroom.

“Fuck, baby!” I bark out. “Look at us,” I say as I look down, watching as my cock slides in and out of her tight pussy. “You’re taking me so well, baby. I’m so goddamn proud of you,” I say, as she moans in response.

“Harder! Fuck, Ronan, right there.”

Happily, I oblige, fucking her to the point that I know is teetering that pain-to-pleasure scale before one more deep thrust has her spasming around my cock. Her mouth drops open in surprise as she screams out her release, her pussy convulsing around me so tightly that I have no choice but to follow after her.

My cock jerks and throbs inside her, that much needed release rushing through me as my movements begin to slow. Lookingdown at her, I press a kiss to her forehead before slowly lowering her to her feet. She smiles up at me softly, sending my heart practically tripping over itself. It’s so dangerous to love someone the way I love Skyla. No going back now, though.

Chapter Thirty Four

Asher

Ihear the echoed shouts from Skyla all the way downstairs. I thought maybe it was her, Ronan, and Vincent up there. But Vincent came downstairs a few minutes after he carried her up, letting us know he was going back to his place for the night. He didn’t give any explanation, just left.

Glancing to my left, I see Liam isn’t watching the show in front of him but rather looking the ceiling above him. The area that has the room with Skyla in it.

“You okay?” I finally ask.

Liam turns to me, shrugging his shoulders.

“I’m glad she’s okay, but I’m fucking pissed, dude.”

I nod as he continues.

“I mean, I get where she’s coming from. I get that she was trying to look out for us, but c’mon. That is not how you handle that! You don’t break four people’s hearts over a fucking text. You don’t disappear, running off to god knows where with god knows who. She needs to trust that we will always keep her safe, that we will do our best to keep ourselves safe, and if that isn’t good enough for her then—”

“Then what?” I interject. “You going to break up with her?”

Liam scoffs like the very suggestion is absurd.

“Of course not. I love her more than anything in the world, I’m just saying…I’m pissed and I think I have a right to be.”

I nod, staring at my hands as I speak.

“I’m sad,” I admit quietly.

“Really?”

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