Page 97 of The Dark Obsession

Be that as it may, I keep wanting to know everything there is about the man. And with every new part of him I get to discover, I’m slowly but surely nearing the point of no return.

If I hadn’t crossed it already.

Brushing my fingertips over the hard ridges of his abdomen, I make my way down his prominent V, following the trail of black hair as Tyson’s heavy eyes flutter open, zeroing in on me with devious intent.

There’s nothing unfeeling about them now.

Looking into those bottomless orbs, I feel too vulnerable, afraid to acknowledge that with every passing day I’m falling deeper and deeper without the means to claw my way back out.

There’s no question about who holds more power in this relationship. I can’t bring myself to give up more by admitting to my feelings without being completely certain that they will be returned.

If that’s even something that would be possible for him.

I don’t truly believe Tyson would intentionally hurt me. With everyone else he wouldn’t bat an eye, but not with me.

Yet it’s the truth of what’s in his heart that I fear the most, that could crush me so easily.

Rough fingers ghost over the bumps of my spine, caressing my hip and ass until his hand lands on my thigh, squeezing the bare flesh possessively. Like he owns me, and I guess he really does.

Unlike my previously self-conscious self, I feel utterly comfortable being naked around Tyson. I feel wanted and worshipped as I stretch out beside him, relishing in the sensation of his skin against mine.

Black eyes rake over my silhouette with appreciation that sets my core aflame.

I don’t doubt his desire but there’s more that I need beyond carnal lust.

“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” Tyson tips my chin up, his thump pulling my bottom lip from between my teeth.

“What will happen to us once your revenge is done?” I ask, my voice barely a whisper. “Will it ever be over, Ty?”

“If you’re asking me whether I’ll let you go…” His lips connect with my forehead for a brief moment. “The answer isnever.”

Strangely relieved, I let out a long breath. The tension I didn’t know I carried easing off me.

I think I’ve known for a while that I never truly wanted to leave him, but the weight that’s been lifted off my chest just now solidified it for me.

“Okay.”

That’s it, one simpleokaysealing my fate.

Now that I’ve found freedom in my custom-made prison, I don’t ever want to abandon it.

So, I guess it’s time to embrace this new reality.

If I’m staying, if we’re really doing this together, I want to know where it will take us.

“What else is there for you? I mean beyond your vengeance.”

“You.”

My breath stutters as I struggle to keep my composure from melting away, struggle to believe his words.

“Isn’t there something, anything else you want in life?”

Suddenly, Tyson rolls on top of me until our chests are pressed together, making our hearts beat in unison.

“There’s only you.” He says thickly and with absolute finality, cradling my head between his palms.

“You’re my only reason to keep living, Malory.”

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