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Her begging is my weakness. I pull out to the tip, plunging back in hard and deep. I continue at a punishing rhythm, moving a hand to splay on her belly, resting my thumb over her clit and circling.

I move my other hand to her throat, squeezing gently, and her eyes roll back, her hands clawing the sheets. When she screams my name, her own climax barreling through her, I come with her, emptying myself into her warmth.

Not releasing her throat, I lean over her, kissing her lips, her cheeks, her nose. She is my siren, my ultimate reward. My reason for living, for breathing, for thriving.

Sitting back up on my knees, I pull out and watch my come drip down her thigh. I reach down, and scooping it up on two fingers, press it back into my girl. She moans as I use our combined come to bring her to the peak again.

“You are perfect, siren.”

Chapter 28

Abby

Wegetupandhead to the en suite to shower, but Kolson turns on the bath instead. My legs are a bit shaky, and when I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I can’t help but laugh. My hair is a tangled mess, and thank goodness I took most of my makeup off before I left the club or I’m sure I would look like an insane raccoon.

Kolson looks over at me, coming to wrap his arms around me in front of the mirror. “You look beautiful,” he says, kissing my forehead, then moving back to the tub to add some oils. He holds his hand out to me and helps me climb into the steaming water, then gets in behind me, my back to his chest.

I close my eyes, relishing in his touch and the fact that we haven’t been interrupted. He’s still here with me. Why my stalker would allow me to be with Kolson tonight is anyone’s guess, and I’m taking advantage.

“How are you feeling about everything, baby? I know I threw a lot at you tonight.”

“Honestly, I’m great. I’m amazed by all you’ve accomplished, and I’m so proud of you. But mostly, I’m just happy that you’re here with me. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.” Lifting his hand from the edge of the tub, I bring his palm to my lips, then lace our fingers together beneath the water. “But I’m also scared.”

“What are you scared of?” he asks, a hint of concern in his voice.

“That you’ll leave again. The only constant person in my life is Viv. Everyone else has left—including you.” We could have been together this whole time and saved ourselves a lot of loneliness and heartache.

“I’m not going anywhere. You have nothing to be afraid of anymore.”

Kolson washes both of us, slowly caressing my skin with a soft washcloth. Once we’re clean, we sit snuggled together in the bath until the water is lukewarm. I shiver, ready to be in bed, but not wanting to move. Kolson makes the decision for me, lifting himself up and climbing out of the tub.

“Come on, baby, let’s get you in bed.” He helps me out and dries me off.

Grabbing a shirt from his dresser, he pulls it over my head, then pats my ass, gesturing for me to climb into his huge bed. He pulls on a pair of boxer briefs and gets in behind me, pulling me tight against his chest.

Kissing my hair, he whispers, “Goodnight, siren,” and I fall into a deep sleep, so exhausted from the events of the evening.

Chapter 29

Kolson

Mylifeisfinallycomplete. It’s seven am and the sun streaming in through the windows pulled me from sleep. Abby’s face is buried in my chest, and she hasn’t budged. She’s in my bed, in my shirt, and her presence is already healing me.

For the first time since I can remember, I don’t have the urge to dig my knife out of my nightstand and add a scar to the collection on my side. Her trauma calls to mine, a need to be the healing balm for her emotional wounds.

Her little snores and squeaks in sleep are adorable; I could watch her just like this forever. She stirs in my arms, a sleepy smile stretching her face as she opens one eye to peek up at me watching her.

“Go back to sleep,” she says, her voice raspy from sleep, and she snuggles further down into the covers, making me laugh.

“It’s bright in here. I need to close the blinds, but I didn’t want to disturb you.” I kiss her head and roll to the side, grabbing the remote on the bedside table. Hitting the button, the blackout shades roll down, enveloping us in darkness.

I roll back toward Abby, but don’t stop until I’m on top of her. She shrieks with the sudden movement, but it’s quickly replaced with moans as I kiss across her jaw and down the side of her neck.

Her nipples peak instantly, asking for my touch, and I nibble and suck them through my shirt, one at a time. Moving lower, I lift the shirt high enough to kiss my way down her tight stomach, dipping my tongue into her belly button before leaving wet kisses across her hipbone.

I settle myself between her legs, and swipe my finger through her already wet pussy, from her clit to her tight back hole. She whimpers, but doesn’t object, so I circle there, testing the waters. When she moans, I go for it. I thrust a finger into her pussy, collecting her arousal, then back down, slowly entering her as I lean forward to suck her clit between my lips, her fucking piercing rolling against my tongue.

“More!” she says as her hips buck.

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