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Blake locks the door behind him, as I take my shoes off, before coming back to me, taking my hand and leading me to the bed. We both lie down next to each other on our sides, so our faces are inches apart. I can taste his peppermint breath mixing with mine as his blue eyes search mine.

“So, what happened?” he finally asks me, and in this moment, I feel my phone buzz in my pocket. I have heard it go off three times now, but I know it’s my brothers. I really need to calm down first, so I don’t answer. I pull my phone out of my pocket, and I lean back to drop it onto Blake’s bedside table before returning to a curious-looking Blake.I need to tell him first about everything before I can cope with them,is my only thought now.

“It's a long story. Can you let me say it all before saying or doing anything?” I hesitantly ask, wanting to find a big box to hide in. I hope he says ‘yes,’ as it's easier to say it all quickly, and then he can kick me out as he gets mad at me.

“Okay,” he says cautiously, looking so worried it hurts for a moment because I know I'm going to hurt him now. I clear my throat and drop my eyes to his blue bed sheets before starting.

“Right, well, last night I followed my brothers to an illegal fight and got myself into trouble, but Tristan found me. He pretended I was with him, so he had to kiss me in front of a creepy guy who wouldn't stop asking questions about me.” Blake doesn’t say anything as his jaw clicks, so I carry on my mumbling.

“I'm so sorry, I was scared and in shock. Well, I still am, but I feel like crap because I knew it would hurt you.” I stop talking, knowing there isn’t much else I can say, and slowly raise my eyes to his.

Blake is staring at me with a mix of anger, jealousy, and a hint of worry, but he says nothing as we stare at each other for what feels like a long time but may have been only five minutes.

He finally slides his hand behind my neck, pulling me to meet his lips in a rough and demanding kiss. I know this is his way of showing me I’m his, and I moan as he pushes his tongue into my mouth and I’m reminded of the amazing taste of him. Blake gently pushes me into the mattress with his strong body and holds my hands above my head as he pulls out of the kiss to look at me.

Blake sighs before resting his forehead against mine and whispers,“It's all right. I might want to kill Tristan, but he was right to do that,” he starts calmly, but the tone changes quickly as he clearly is thinking of everything else I said. “What the hell were you thinking? You could have been hurt, or worse.” He is not shouting, but he’s loud. I can feel his anger, but he doesn't scare me. The worry and love in his eyes makes me believe he is truly scared of me getting hurt.

“I’m sorry, I don't like lies, and I saw you there. You know what they do and didn't say anything. I asked you. Do you fight, too?” Blake doesn’t answer, just stares into my eyes.

“What else don't I know?” I say in a breathless whisper as my anger vanishes into hurt.

He seems to realise something before letting me go and getting up off the bed to pace the room.

“Yes, I do know; no, I don't fight. I just go because they are my mates, and, well, they don't have a choice,” he mutters while running his hands through his hair.

“What the hell do you mean ‘they don't have a choice’?” I ask, moving off the bed to the other side and heading for the door. Blake groans, following me, and turns me by my shoulders so I can look at him. I can see the argument in his head about the need to tell me and keeping my brothers’ secret.

“I can't, Izzy, they’re my best mates. They are like brothers to me, and I’ve already hurt them by lying about us. I promised them, and I can't break that. Please don't ask me to. I want to tell you, but I can't.” He holds my hands and rubs his thumb over my palm in a plea for me not to ask.

I don't say anything for a while and just look at him. If it’s possible, I respect and love him more.

Holy crap, I love him; that's crazy.Instead of saying anything, I push my body up his, placing my hands on his chest, and say, “You’re amazing, you know that? Kiss me. I want you today; just me and you.”

He looks at me for a while before leaning down and kissing me in a deeper way than he ever has before. He pulls me up by my ass, which he seems to like doing, and my legs go around his waist as he pushes me into the wall, causing a long, embarrassing moan from me. I can feel how hard he is pressed against me, and it’s driving me crazy with the feel of his strong body pushed against mine. Blake’s scent surrounds me, making me feel safe and so very turned on all at the same time.

He leans back, breaking the kiss to pull my top off in a way that reminds me he knows what he is doing, and he unclips my bra before kissing me again deeply. Blake moves his impressive mouth to kiss my neck and finally moves down to my breasts. I arch into him and moan as he swirls his tongue around my nipple, then moves to the other one. I rub myself against the hard length of him to relieve some of the pressure down below, and he stops to kiss me again before moving us to the bed. I move up the bed, lying bare-chested in front of him, the room bright from the sun, as Blake takes me in with a small, happy smirk.

Blake pulls the button on his jeans open before he stops to look down at me for a second with a silent question, and I nod at him.I want this. I may have turned up upset today, but being with Blake is the right thing for me. He kicks off his shoes, then pulls his top off to show his delicious chest, and his jeans go next.

I’m a little shocked as his impressive erection pops out, standing tall. I had forgotten how stunning he is. My mouth waters at the sight, but my mind worries a little about how the hell that is going to fit inside me when I nearly choked with him in my mouth before. I finally lift my gaze to Blake’s to find him staring at me with a big smirk this time, showing off those dimples I love. I know this is what I want, so I slowly pull my jeans and thong down as he watches, and then I push them off the bed.

Blake pulls me up off the bed into a scorching kiss as our bodies push against each other, and I wrap my hand around his cock. Blake doesn’t let me stroke his hard cock for long before breaking the kiss and pushing me back to the bed. He stares at me with such longing as his blue eyes turn darker, like he is trying to remember every second with me. Blake opens his bedside cabinet and takes out a condom. He rips the packet and slides it on.

I get a little nervous now, but Blake kneels at the end of the bed and spreads my legs wide before sliding a finger into me without any warning as he kisses my thigh. I nearly come right away, but I don't stop staring at his eyes as he kisses down my thigh and then reaches my centre.

“You’re so wet, baby. I can’t wait to taste you again,” he says in a deep voice.

Blake blows a soft, cold breath at my clit, and my back arches from the pleasure. He moves his tongue up and down my slit before finally sucking on my clit. I can’t help the loud moans that escape me as he continues to pleasure me, and he starts moving his finger in and out of me before adding another. I start to feel my orgasm coming, and I moan Blake’s name again and again as I come loudly. He rides out my orgasm with his fingers moving in and out, all while staring at me.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, seeing you come is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he says gruffly and moves up my body.

He pulls me into an urgent kiss. I can taste myself as well as Blake, and it drives me crazy. He positions himself at my entrance and breaks the kiss to whisper, “Are you sure about this, beauty?”

“I’m sure about you, Blake.” I lean up and kiss him deeply, and I bite on his lip gently, coaxing him to start.

I feel the tip of his cock slide slowly into me. He takes it slowly before suddenly pushing into me all the way to the hilt, and I cry out from the pain. Tears pour from my eyes as it hurts so much, and Blake kisses them away before looking at me.

“It gets better, Izzy; tell me when you want me to move.” He breathes heavily as the pain washes away, and I feel how full I feel so I start to move a little. The pain disappears as pleasure takes over.

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