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“Now, if it’s my name you want on you, all you have to do is ask. That I’ll do, not for proof… for love.”
CHAPTER 20
TAUREN
A normal personwould have run. Common sense would agree that I was insane to stay here after what I found, but the truth only gave me so many options. Despite none of them being good, I had to face facts. Reid was not okay. He was a weapon, and I was the target. But what did that mean? What did any of this say about us that I didn’t already know?
Reid would not mentally survive without me. Maybe not even physically. When I wasn’t in his life, he was lost. Where I adapted because of my traumas, he couldn’t. So, where did that leave us?
Together.
Not just because he needed my presence, but because I loved him, and I was determined enough to try to help him. All he wanted was me. I wanted him too. I just had to get to a place where I could convince him of our roles, and I knew exactly how to try.
Reid had a darkness. All I had to do was learn towield it. That’s where my power rested. I had to be in control of us. My decisions. My timeline. My rules. And he was so obviously looking for direction. I could give him that. Yes, I could bend, but not if it wasn’t in our best interest, and that’s where the keys to our future rested. If I didn’t step up, the only room I’d have left is the one that was decorated with chains. He was ready for me to run, and he was prepared to stop me however he could. I’d detected the hint of threats. I knew what he was capable of.
The room said it all. It had put me into a shock as I walked around in disbelief. But with the surprise came a knowing. A calm… The bindings, the sex toys, the knives and tools meant for punishment… Although it looked like a BDSM funhouse, to Reid, it went deeper than that. This wasn’t about a lifestyle. This was an ultimatum.
I was his.
The signs were clear. My name written like scripture on every inch of the fucking walls…On him.He was lost to anything but me, and I knew what I was getting into. I knew the possible danger if I ever wanted to leave. I accepted that.I accepted this. Why? Because we were never separating again. I loved him; I always had.
I. Was. His.
“Do it. I want you to. Cut your name into me.”
For seconds Reid studied my face. I could see the overwhelming desire to the point where it felt like my own. I wasn’t afraid of the pain—I knew true pain. I wanted to feel this obsession of his. I wanted it to consume me like it took over him when he’d made that room. I needed to understand. To see. To live in the madness I caused him.And to have a part of him on me forever… how could I not want that?
“Taur.”
I hooked my legs around him, pulling him in closer. My hand curled around his fist, and I led him to hover inches from my chest.
“It doesn’t have to be big. I want this, Reid. I want you on me.In me. Please. If you won’t, I will.”
A mix of lust and awe quickly morphed into caution. I saw his walls go up, but he couldn’t stop his hand from lowering to push the tip of the knife into the edge of my sternum.
“You’re sure?”
“I said yes.”
“Because you’re mine?”
“I’m showing you who has my heart. Who I belong to.I’m yours. Only yours. Do it.”
Fingers pushed into my hair at the nape of my neck, and Reid dove in, giving me a hard, quick kiss before pulling back to lower his face closer to where he held the knife. I could feel his hot breaths pushing out against my skin as pain drug a fire down over my chest. I pressed my fingertips into the counter, letting each curve and line brand Reid even more into my soul.
Gray eyes shot up at the small cries I couldn’t contain. “Are you okay? Is it too much?”
My dark hair swayed at my shake. I leaned back even more, resting my head on the top cabinets as I felt warmth make a river through my cleavage. “Keep going.”
Again, he crushed his mouth into mine. At the sweep of his tongue, I moaned, drinking in the taste of beer on histongue. Pressure from his fingers from his free hand made circles over my pussy, and I broke away, needing more.
“Hurry. Please.”
“I can’t hurry.” His breath was labored just shy of my lips. “This is… this says.” He stopped.
“I said I loved you.” I drew his face up. Reid’s eyes opened, and I could barely continue at the tears that were nearly spilling over from him. “We have to figure out how to make this work the right way. I want this, I do. I just need you to help me. Can you help me, Reid?”
Seconds went by.
