Page 38 of Say You're Mine

I lean down, pressing my forehead to hers. "Let me untwist you, Lev. Let go and trust that I've got you. I've got us."

“I want to have you too.”

“I’ve waited for you my whole life, darling. You’re theonlywoman that has ever had any part of me.” A smile lights up her entire face.

“I’m sorry I ran. I love you so much. I just wanted?—"

I kiss her. I don’t need her to explain. I know my girl. Lev wraps her arms around my neck, kissing me back. I pull the ring out of the box.

“I love you too, darling.” I slide it onto her finger, where it belongs. “Like I told you from the start, Lev, I'm not worthy of having you if I’m not willing to chase.”

EPILOGUE

LEV

A week later….

How in the hell did I end up here? Never in a million years did I think I’d be participating in Valentine’s Day. I used to turn my nose up at the holiday. It annoyed me. It felt fake and forced. Now I realize that I was the one faking it.

I didn’t know how badly I craved to have a lover of my own. A fiancé, for that matter. He has shown me what it means to love and be loved without bounds. I haven’t taken the ring off since Eros slipped it on my finger and took me back home. Our home.

I’d been so lost in how happy I was that Eros came storming after me all the other shit had slipped my mind. As soon as I walked in and saw his parents, a wave of embarrassment and shame washed over me.

I don’t know what I did to get Eros, but now I have his parents too. It’s still so surreal how they have welcomed me with suchopen arms. I may have started crying again when I learned that they had brought the ring for Eros to give to me. That it was a family ring and they were all welcoming me in. I knew right then and there I was finally home. That I was being welcomed into a real family.

All these years I’d fought my emotions. Always trying to keep the tears at bay, and it felt wonderful to be able to let them free. I feel secure in doing so, knowing that even if I begin to falter, Eros will be there to support me. That he loves me unconditionally, and I deserve that.

“Your dessert.” The server sets down the crème brûlée.

“Thank you,” I say as Eros picks up the spoon.

“Hey now,” I half-growl when he dips it into my dessert. “You said you didn’t want any dessert.”

“I didn’t say that.” He brings the spoon to my mouth. I part my lips to take in the sweetness. “I’ll be having dessert.” His other hand slips between thighs. “Open them,” he orders. I do as I’m told.

I have learned how much I truly enjoy when Eros takes over all control. When that dark, dirty side of him rises to the surface. A part of him that is reserved only for me.

"You know why I brought you back here, darling?" I had been a bit surprised that this is where he’d taken us for Valentine’s dinner. We are again tucked away in the back corner, only this time, it’s him and me. No supermodels or Caldwell brothers. Thank God for that.

The Caldwell brothers are forever out of our lives after Eros found out it was them who leaked that dumbass video. It wasonly relevant for about two days before people moved on to the next scandal. Thankfully, it died out quickly when our full story came out and Eros was turned into Prince Charming. That isn’t as thrilling for the tabloids as gossip.

“Why?” His fingers graze the seam of my panties, sliding inside.

"I didn't get to do what I wanted to do that night."

"I'm pretty sure you had your way with me that night." I try to tease him, but when his finger brushes my clit, I find myself gasping for breath. This man can work me up so easily. Not even a little over an hour ago, we had sex in the closet while I was getting ready for tonight. I don’t think we’ll ever get enough of each other. Actually, I know we won’t.

He kisses the shell of my ear. “What I wanted to dohere.” His finger slips down, and he thrusts it inside of me. I’m still wet from our lovemaking. “Fuck.” He grunts in my ear. “I can still feel my cum in you.” My sex clenches around his finger, and he works another one inside of me.

“You have a breeding kink.” I moan as his fingers start working in and out of me.

“Quiet.” He stops thrusting his fingers. “Or I’ll have to stop.” I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and nod. “I suppose I do.” His fingers start moving again. “I can’t wait till you start to show.” Eros presses against my clit so that it rubs there with each thrust of his fingers.

“I can’t either,” I whisper, trying to keep it together.

Kids were never something I thought about. I was living day to day. There had been no luxury in dreaming so far into the future. Hell, I hadn't thought about it even when we started having sex,like a dummy, or maybe I had in the back of my mind but left it there because I wanted it. A piece of Eros and me together.

“You always think I’m such a good man, but I knew what I was doing each time I slid into your pussy and flooded it with my cum. Why I never let you suck me off.”

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