Page 47 of Rage's Heart

I sighed heavily. Of course she did.

“Mac—“

“Is it true?“ she cut me off, her voice stronger now. “Do you have women here that you sleep with? Is that how this works? I’m supposed to just accept that?”

I rubbed a hand over my face, making a mental note to have a very pointed conversation with Chief about his sister and her big fucking mouth.

“Look at me,” I demanded. “I haven’t even looked at another woman since the night I met you.”

Her eyes searched mine, looking for any sign of deception. “But before?”

I wasn’t going to apologize for my past. “Yeah, before you there were other women. I’m not gonna pretend otherwise. I’ve had my fair share.”

Mac nodded slowly, digesting what I was telling her. “And now?”

I pulled her into my arms and tilted her face up to mine. “Now there’s only you.” I dropped a kiss on her frowning lips. “I won’t step out on you, Mac. Never. That’s not who I am.” I didn’t know if the words were a lie or not, but I couldn’t stand seeing the hurt look on her face.

“But the club?—”

“—Who my brother’s fuck and what they do behind closed doors isn’t my business.”

She flinched at the sharpness of my tone.

Take it easy asshole. This is all new to her.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’ve never done this before, okay? I’ve never wanted a woman in my life the way I want you. This,“ I motioned between us, “is different.”

Her eyes got glassier as her fingers dug into the leather of my cut. “I won’t share you with anyone else.”

“You won’t have to.”

She sniffled. “How can you be sure?”

I wasn’t. But that isn’t what she needed to hear. “I love you, Mac. I’m going to work my ass off to be a good man to you.”

The words hung between us.

Her lips parted as she considered the words I’d just said. “You love me?”

“Yeah.” That part was true. It was the only explanation for the crazy shit she was making me feel. “I do.”

A small, choked laugh escaped her. “Oh, thank god.”

My brow furrowed. “What?”

“I love you too,“ she blurted out, then immediately flushed. “I just mean?—”

I cut her off with my mouth, swallowing the rest of her words as I kissed her long, slow, and wet.

Fuck. She tasted like mine.

Ripping my mouth from hers, I kept her close, my hands splayed across her ass. “Say it again,” I demanded.

Her fingers traced the lines of my face, her eyes impossibly bright now. “I love you, Rage.”

A deep growl rumbled up my chest as something fierce and possessive roared to life inside me. My hands on her ass squeezed as I picked her up. Automatically, her legs wrapping around my waist as I staggered over to the bed. Laying her down gently, I crawled between her slayed legs and hovered over her. The sight of her spread out beneath me made my cock twitch.

“You’re mine,” I growled, lowering my head to nip at her jaw. “Only mine.”

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