Page 128 of Devil Mine

Her hand comes down to my face and she rakes her fingers through my hair in a gentle caress. Goosebumps erupt down my neck in response and I shudder. Setting my chin on her hip, I look up to find her attention back on her book, her hand still stroking my hair. This simple picture of domesticity squeezes my heart in a vice.

“We’re going out tonight,” I announce.

She shuts her book, her eyes shining as they meet mine.

“Really?” she asks excitedly, sitting up and crossing her legs. “Where?”

“Excess. It’s Cillian Tellier’s club, Callum’s brother.” My face darkens. “You remember him.”

She smiles, reaching for my neck and hooking a leg over my lap to straddle me.

“I don’t think I do. What I do remember from that night is my husband taking me upstairs for the first time.”

My smirk is smug. I smack the side of her ass sharply before grabbing a cheek in each hand and she yelps.

“Good answer.”

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Tess stalks out of her walk-in wardrobe in nothing but a pink bra, matching underwear, and a black pair of heels. She places her fists on her hips and narrows her eyes on me where I’m sitting on the edge of our bed.

“I have nothing appropriate to wear. None of the options are going to cover these up,” she says, pulling her hair up into a ponytail with one hand and pointing at her chest and the column of her neck with the other. Half a dozen bruises stain her skin, all of them made by my mouth over the past couple of days.

“Why would you want to cover them up?”

She releases her hair, her mouth dropping open along with it. I think she forgets that she’s standing almost naked in front of me and that I’m about thirty seconds away from adding another trophy on her skin next to the others.

I suck on the cinnamon candy in my mouth to keep myself from pouncing on her.

“I can’t go out in public looking like this.”

“You can and you will. Quite a few other cartel members will be atExcesswith us. I want everyone to see that I've claimed my queen.”

She flushes. “I’ll look like a slut.”

“You’ll look like your husband is obsessed with marking you, and he is,” I counter. “That’s not the only thing I’m obsessed with. Come here,” I say, spreading my legs and motioning for her to come stand between them.

Desire blooms in her gaze but she shakes her head.

“Not right now, I have to get ready.”

“Come here,amor.”

She does as I ask, her breaths deepening as she approaches me. When she’s between my legs, I cup the back of her thigh, rubbing up and down the soft skin in a claiming motion.

“You can’t walk out in pretty little lingerie that’s just begging to be ripped off your body and ask me not to react.”

She moans at the contact, her hand coming up to the back of my neck. “We’re never going to make it out,” she answers breathlessly.

“We are. I have plans for us.” I reach for the small box I placed on the bed beside me and pop it open, revealing what’s inside. “And they include this.”

My hand trails up to her ass, pushing under the fabric of her panties to grab her cheek. She looks at the small pink toy and swallows thickly.

“Do you know what this is?”

She nods. “Yes. It’s a plug.”

My hand tightens on her ass and her eyes move from the plug over to me. “There’s one more hole left for me to claim,amor. Then you’ll be completely mine.”

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