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"I want your pants off," he rasped out in a tortured tone.
She helped him remove them with a lift of her hips. He pulled off his shirt. Now the only thing between them were his pants, which did nothing to hide his massive erection.
He ran a finger from her neck to her belly button, slow and light. "How much do you want me?"
"Too much." She looped her hand around his neck again.
"You sure you want this? Because right now, if we do this, it’s a forever thing for me."
"Do I have a choice?" she asked, wondering where he was going with this. She’d take him up on his forever offer.
"You always have a choice." He rubbed his length against her. It felt so good. Her hand around his neck trembled. He thrust against her.
"You’re not playing fair." She gasped as he pressed against her and stopped.
He dropped his head. "I want you to be happy. I don’t want to trap you or keep you in something that you might not want." On a whisper he added. "If you left, I’d go after you. I’d beg you to take me back."
He thrust against her.
God she was so close to that edge. She was listening to him, hearing him, but not coherent enough to say what he needed to hear. "This first. Talk later. Please."
"I need to hear you want this. That you want to stay with me."
"Already said that." When he remained frozen, she confirmed, "I want this."
In a flash all his clothes were gone. He moved so fast that her hands clamped down on his ass to hold tight. She thrust up with her hips to meet him but he held still before entering her. "I need to hear it, Madeline."
"You’re so freaking needy. Fine. I love you. I’m not going to leave unless you’re an ass and I want you to beg forgiveness."
"Fair enough." He leaned in to kiss her. "No going back." His voice came out guttural to the point he was practically growling at her. But it felt as if this was not just about sex. Sure, it was a driving force, but he was marking her in a way she didn’t understand but didn’t question. And she wanted it with all her heart.
She whispered, "Make me yours, Shane."
"You own my soul. Now and forever."
The sound he made, the pure pleasure when he dove deep inside, consumed her. The sex went wild. Him feral. Her moving against him, over him, around him, under him.
And he marked her. His bite on her shoulder smarted but he soothed it with his kisses and tongue. Nips down her neck and around her breasts drove her need to a higher level. The wildness she would feel tomorrow, but it was the very best both had ever had.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Madeline paced.She nibbled her nails and then she paced again from the kitchen to the dining room to the terrace. The brothers had only been gone for a day. To do something that they said couldn’t involve her. She’d felt singled out, but they also left Nova and Vivi and explicitly told Evie to stay away.
They’d been at this house of Evie’s in Switzerland for a week. One glorious week spent mostly in bed. There’d been talk of making this their new headquarters.
Shane hadn’t been specific about what they were doing when he left yesterday, but he implied it had to do with taking care of unfinished business from their English past.
Just after dark, a car crested the hill into the driveway. She wasn’t the only one who skidded to a halt at the front door to watch the four brothers pour out of a sedan. As Shane got out, he waved to her. Roman dragged a giant duffle bag out of the back.
A scruffy human slid out of the back seat of the car.
"Who’s he?" she asked out loud.
Nova squinted into the dark. "I think that’s their old handler. Well, their new old handler. The one that didn’t try to kill them."
Madeline picked up Baku, back in cat form, and asked him, "Is he trustworthy or not?"
"He’s a better human than most. Still vulnerable to threats, bribes and greed like all humans," Baku answered. "His name is Thomas."
