Page 25 of Surrender (Angels Halo MC Next Gen)

“Yes,” she whimpered.

“Only mine,” I growled, possessiveness gripping me even harder than her pussy was. I was going to have to find somewhere I could start digging holes. Anyone who even tried to look twice at my baby girl would be buried alive.

“Yes,” she affirmed, her entire body clenching in response to my tone. “Only yours. Always.Always.”

My release hit me out of nowhere. With a strangled groan, I pistoned into her until every drop had flooded out of me. At the first splash of my come, she started screaming, her own orgasm twisting her body in pleasure.

Her inner muscles clamping and releasing on my ultrasensitive cock had my vision going dim. It was too much. This was what I’d been trying to find. All the self-denial, the edging until I was mindless for release, it had always been to try to create this kind of euphoric experience.

But all along, all I’d needed was Samara.

And now, I knew I’d never get enough. I was addicted. To this pleasure haze. To her scent. Her laugh. Her mind and talent. Her sass and pouts.

Her.

Feeling her go limp beneath me, I rested back on my knees. “Baby?” Her eyes were closed, but her breathing was soft and steady. Panic fading, I dropped onto the bed beside her and pulled her across me. “Are you going to be mad at me when you wake up, Sammy?”

“Why would I be mad?” she mumbled, sleep thick in her voice.

“Attacking you in your sleep.”

She snorted. “I’ve been attacked in my sleep, Elias. Neither of those times was fun. You waking me up to the best orgasm of my life? Nope, sorry, can’t bring myself to be mad.”

My entire body turned to ice. She’d been attacked. In her sleep. More than once. “Who?” I grated out. “When?”

She tensed, as if only just realizing what she’d said. “I would rather not talk about that.”

“Samara, who attacked you?” When she didn’t answer, I reached out to turn on the lamp, but she rolled onto me, her fingers wrapping around my wrist to stop me.

“It was a long time ago. I don’t want to think about it.”

Feeling her tremble, I shifted her under me so my body heat would warm her. She exhaled slowly, and her muscles began to relax once again. “That was a different world. One I have no desire ever to return to. Just let me enjoy this, okay?”

Hearing the quaver in her voice, seeing the way her chin trembled even in the darkness, I gave her what she asked for. Whatever she’d experienced was in the past. I couldn’t protect her then. But I sure as fuck would now. “Okay, baby girl. I won’t push. But you don’t have to be scared now. Not of anything. I’m here. I’ll take care of you. Protect you.”

Love you.

Those two words bounced around in my head, clutching at my chest. I ached to speak them aloud, but it was too soon. Not willing to risk freaking her out, I bottled them up for later and kissed her forehead instead.

“Because that’s what daddies do?” she husked and squirmed beneath me.

“Yeah, baby girl,” I rasped, spreading her legs wide for me. She was already panting for it—for me. I needed to wipe away the bad memories, feed her new ones. “Especially this daddy.”

CHAPTERTHIRTEEN

samara

Grabbingmy coffee and my bag, I used my butt to close the car door. Humming happily, I walked into work without a care in the world.

I’d gotten up for my run, only to have Elias pin me to the wall before I could reach the closet. After being thoroughly worked over—twice—I’d showered with him before Elias had to leave to check on something for a tenant on the first floor.

Best Wednesday ever.

Not even the insistent ringing of the phone or Crystal’s voice when she finally answered as I walked past the reception desk could kill my mood. My cell had already buzzed so much that I’d put it on silent so I didn’t have to deal with my mom.

Nothing and no one were going to take my glow away.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” Jos greeted as she came out of her office.

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