Page 156 of At the Edge of Surrender

Enormous and hard and pierced at the tip. A rod ran through the fat head from top to bottom, held by two emerald balls on either side.

I should be afraid.

Intimidated by everything that he was.

But no. I trembled in want.

“Kane…” It wheezed out of me. A rush of dizziness spun through my being as he kicked off his shoes and fully pushed out of his jeans and underwear.

The man completely bare.

Towering over me the way I’d imagined.

A fortress. A stronghold. A trap.

A shield that would protect. Or maybe the only thing that was happening was he was dragging me down to the greatest desolation.

But I didn’t care if he completely ruined me.

It’d be worth it to experience this.

So, when he stroked himself from base to tip and rumbled, “You want this, Little Warrior?”

I rasped, “Yes.”

Because I was surrendering.

Even if it could only be for this moment.

THIRTY-SIX

KANE

Didshe have any clue how gorgeous she was? A temptress on her knees, those lips plump and her tongue watering.

But it was those eyes that consumed.

What swirled in the toffee depths.

The fear mixed with the fight.

The ferocity mixed with the vulnerability.

All of it pure, awestriking beauty.

Maybe this was wrong, having her on her knees like this, but if this was what she wanted, then I was going to give it to her.

I was going to give her every fucking thing she wanted.

Knew it then.

What’d become my life goal.

This new purpose that burned inside me.

Emery and Maci Voss.

My duty to them the same as the debt I gave to humanity.

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