Page 70 of Broken Player

"Fuck, I'm going to come if you don't stop." I wanted him to. I wanted to taste him and swallow him down and get him to unravel in my mouth, but he had other plans. He pulled himself out of my mouth with a loudpopand lifted me up by my upper arms, tossing me back on the bed and crawling over my body, ravaging my mouth with his.

I bet he could taste himself on my lips, but he didn't seem to care. He settled himself between my legs, pressing the head of his cock against my opening. Desire flooded me, and we both moaned as he slammed deep inside. This wasn't like last night, though. This was hot and needy and more possessive than sweet. I loved every damn second.

As he relentlessly rocked into me again and again, he hit every spot until I was wound so tight I knew I'd explode any second. He drove me higher and higher toward ecstasy.

"Who's pussy is this?" he demanded, his voice gruff.

"Yours," I whimpered.

"Who has it always belonged to?"

"You. Always you."

"That's right.Mine,"he growled.

His words pushed me over the edge, and I dug my fingernails into his back as I lost myself to the waves of pleasure crashing through me. I cried out his name, and his guttural moan joined mine as he emptied himself inside of me.

Our harsh breathing filled the room until he finally pressed a kiss to my forehead and looked deep into my eyes. His gaze was so open and vulnerable, I'd never seen him like this. "I mean it, Freckles. I love you so fucking much it hurts, and I always have. And now you're mine and only mine. And I'm yours. There's no going back."

I could only nod, trying to fight off the sting of tears as my eyes welled. A lone tear managed to escape, and I cursed it. I wasnotthe type of girl who cried. But there were so many emotions warring inside me right now I couldn't process them. Here, lying in the afterglow of the best orgasm I'd ever had, I finally found the one thing I'd always wanted. Maddox Everleigh loved me like I loved him. As he wiped the tear from my cheek, I whispered the words I'd longed to say aloud for as long as I could remember. "I love you, too."

After the bestnap of my life, I untangled myself from Maddox, and we got ready to go out for what he calledfamily dinner.I knew he didn't have any family out here, so I figured he meant his group of friends. They'd be like his family now.

After a quick shower and change of clothes, we climbed into a car, but I couldn't have told you what it was. He leaned over andkissed me quickly before starting the engine on the ridiculously expensive sports car. I hadn't had a lot of time earlier to check out his house, but what I saw was luxurious and bright and beautiful.

Music played softly from the speakers as we cruised along the streets of LA, the blue sky and palm trees, and brief glimpses of the ocean as we approached Malibu, filling me up with a feeling like coming home. I hadn't been back here since I left the academy, and I hadn't realized just how much I missed it. I rolled down the window and let the wind tear through my hair, not giving a second thought to the fact that the strands of my hair were about to become a giant tangled mess. This was me, and if his friends didn't like it, I didn't care.

We pulled up to a gorgeous house right on the beach, and I gawked up at it. This was what Maddox's world was like, the type of place his friends lived. I would never be able to afford to live in a place like this. Maddox seemed to thrive in this environment. A little insecurity wiggled its way inside of me, wondering if I was good enough for him. I looked over at this stunningly complex man, the carefree smile on his face one I hadn't seen since we were kids, and even then, he hadn't been this light.

His smile dropped as he walked around the car and took in the look on my face. "What's wrong?"

I bit my lip, not wanting to ruin the good mood from earlier. I was looking forward to meeting his friends, and he seemed excited about it, too. And I knew Quinn would be here with Connor since they had the good sense to leave Maddox and me alone for a few hours.

Sighing, I gave in. "Look at this place," I offered, waving my hand at the house in front of us. "I'm not sure if I fit in here."

He stepped in front of me, his body pressing against mine so I could feel every inch of him from his chest down while he snaked his arms around my waist. "I know you're notbeing serious right now, Freckles, because the girl I know and love doesn't doubt how incredible she is. She doesn't question whether she belongs. She walks in and commands the goddamn room."

His words washed over me, and I realized he was right. This self-doubt bullshit wasn't who I was. I lifted my chin and stood a little taller, and his face lit up with his smile again. "There she is," he noted, bending to press a kiss to the tip of my nose. "Now, let's go inside. You're going to love them."

I noticed he didn't say whether they'd love me. Maybe that wasn't important to him. Maybe that's where my nervousness came from, and the bitch manifested herself as self-doubt. Well, I was done with that.

He didn't bother knocking, opening the heavy wooden door and walking right inside. Laughter echoed from deeper in the house, the sounds of food sizzling and pans clanging filling the entire space with a very lived-in vibe. While the house was beautiful, this place was no museum. It was a home, and I immediately felt more relaxed with that realization.

We rounded the corner into the kitchen, and as soon as one person noticed us, everyone surrounded Maddox and me. I wasn't sure who was who except for Zen, True, Connor, and of course, Quinn. Zen had a beautiful blonde woman who was obviously pregnant glued to his side. They almost looked like they were one person. It made me think of the sayingattached at the hip, and I almost giggled out loud at the thought. Her eyes were bright blue and sparkling as she looked me over. "You must be Ryan. I'd say we've heard a lot about you, but this douchecanoe kept you a secret from us." She pointed at Maddox.

Laughing, she stepped briefly away from her husband and pulled me into a tight hug. "I'm Kennedy, and you already met my husband, Zen. Let me introduce you to everyone." She threaded her arm through mine and dragged me away fromMaddox, who just grinned at me before turning back to his friends. I didn't mind. I'd never had girlfriends before, except for my sisters. There weren't exactly a lot of options when you lived in the middle of nowhere.

Pulling me into the living room where the biggest TV I'd ever seen in my life was mounted to the wall, and a huge sectional sofa that looked perfect for naps sat, a couple of women were having what looked to be a spirited conversation, but I couldn't tell what about. "Okay, you two. Knock your shit off and meet Mad's girl. This is Ryan," she introduced, shifting me closer to the two women who stood up off the couch and were looking at me with matching wide grins.

"Well, fuck me, I never thought I'd see the day Maddox brought a girl around the fam," the redhead with an adorable baby perched on her hip remarked.

"You guys are going to scare her off," the exotic brunette chided. "I'm Amara. This is Montana, and this little parasite is my daughter, Phoenix," she added, before leaning down and tickling her daughter's chubby little tummy. Phoenix's giggle was infectious, and I felt myself smiling down at her as her bright blue eyes locked on her mom.

"Who haven't you met yet?" Kennedy wondered aloud, scanning the room. "Oh! Jericho and Grayson. Harrison's not here yet," she explained as if I had any idea who those people were.

"It was nice meeting you!" I called out over my shoulder as Kennedy dragged me away, but based on the looks the girls gave me, I had a feeling this wasn't the last I'd be seeing of them.

She pulled me into the kitchen where Maddox was nowhere to be found, but a tall blonde guy with bright blue eyes was chopping an onion so fast, I cringed, sure he was about to cut his finger off. "Gray, this is Ryan, Maddox's girl," Kennedy introduced me again, emphasizing Maddox's name like thiswhole thing was so unbelievable. Maybe it was. Maybe my brain had gone into safe mode, and this was all a hallucination I created to forget the tragic reality of marrying Yates.

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