Page 124 of Bake the Town Red

We have less than an hour before Dallas arrives. The cure for my meltdowns.

Do I really need it, though? I have Tyler back. Tyler, who knows how to hold me. How to hug the pain away.

Maybe I should quit killing people?

Nope. I’m fury and justice and kinky fun, all wrapped up in one.

But for him… For more moments with him manipulating my body the way he does…

Maybe.

“I’ll be out of your hair before you close.”

Holy shit. That’s as close we’ve ever gotten to talking about it after he showed me his tattoo.

Maybe I should tell him. I should. “Ty, I—”

“Shh. Get out of your head, Dahlia. For a few more minutes, it’s only you and me.” His teeth almost break skin. Just a little more pressure and I’ll bleed for him. “Only you. And me.”

Good thing hearts can’t catch fire. Mine would, for sure. It’d burn so bright. Burn the whole city down.

“Okay.” My grip on the cupcake tightens. The top pushes out. “Only us.”

“Good girl.” Tyler yanks me away from the display, dragging me back with his firm body. We’re both on the floor, him on top of me. I don’t know how he did it, but the cupcake hasn’t dropped to the floor. “Take a bite, little one.”

With his fingers squeezing my wrist, he guides the cupcake to my lips.

I cock an eyebrow. Teasing despite the scorching need between my thighs. “You’re checking it isn’t poisoned?”

A slow shake of his head. A mischievous glint in his eyes. “Take a bite. Chew. Then part your lips for me. Let me taste it on you.”

This is more than a love language. This is how soulmates communicate.

The bite I take is huge. It fills my mouth, and I chew slowly. With my mouth open.

“That’s it.” He’s tearing the hole he made in my tights. Frees his cock and nudges it in there. Not entering, not yet.Enough to have me squirming while I’m choking on my own cupcake. “Stop chewing. Good girl. Hold still.”

Tyler slants his mouth on mine. His lips coax mine to open wider, his teeth hitting mine as he delves in for the Boston’s Scream. I arch my back for him. Drag my nails through his hair to pull him closer. Push my tongue out for him to get every bit of cream and cupcake.

His groan as he sucks the pastry in is delicious.

I curse at the sight of him chewing my creation. A tiny, chocolaty crumble drops on my lips, and I inhale the thing.

“Tastes better when it has you on it, Ty.” I tilt my hips up, begging him to shove himself inside me.

He licks his lips clean. “I’ve never had anything better in my entire miserable life.”

Slam, and his cock is buried inside me. It hurts and feels too good to be true all at once.

“You take up the entire space in my heart, Dahlia.” His words are soft, his thrusts are aggressive. “I won’t let anything bad happen to you. I promise. Fucking swear on it.”

His lips are on mine and he swallows what little air I’ve had left. Tyler pistons his hips, each stroke of his cock bruising my insides. He’s sweeter than chocolate and frosting. Moreaddictive than the sugar I pour into my cupcakes.

“You have such a sweet pussy, you know that?” Each thrust is more vicious than the last. He chokes me, glowers at me. Bites my lip so hard that I scream. “All mine. There’ll be no one else for you, little savage. There’s only my heart. My hands. My cock. I’ll fuck pleasure into you—fuckbabiesinside you. Make you feel good. Make you cry. And you’ll be my good slut and take it. You’re mine. My property. My love. Mine.”

And he’s alive. The beginning and end of them. I will follow him to hell and back. I’ll follow Tyler to the ends of the world.

“Tyler,” I cry out when my orgasm threatens to rip me in half. “Please.”

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