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The blood flow to my brain slows, leaving no room for doubt or fear or overthinking. It’s just pleasure, just the driving force of his cock and his incessant fingers on my clit.

More than one orgasm wracks my body before he lets go. I don’t know how many, and I don’t want to. It doesn’t matter. I still need more.

Deep breaths fill the space around us as he positions my legs up on his shoulders. Over and over again, he pounds into me, taking me apart with his intense blue eyes locked on my face. Every thrust feels a little more intense, a little more like a silent message.Nothing matters but us.

Tears flow from my eyes as reality comes crashing back down, but I don’t ask him to stop.

This is life now.

And I have to have faith.

Reaching up, I pull him back down to me and kiss him fiercely, swallowing his deep growl as his cock lurches inside of me. He didn’t want this to end either, but as he floods my body with cum and whispers how much he loves me against my lips, I let that be enough.

It has to be.

For today, for tomorrow, for the foreseeable future... it has to be enough.



















Twenty-Five

Draven

As expected, I didn’tsleep at all last night. The day we’ve both been dreading is here, and it doesn’t matter how long I try and think of some sort of plan — I have nothing. I have no way to ensure the safety of the woman I love and our child aside from killing my entire family. And although I could do without my father and step-mother, the prospect of killing Alex actually bothers me.

It’s possible I wouldn’t have to, but with his blind loyalty to my father, I don’t truly know how he would react. If he made me choose, I already know it’d be her. I feel guilty about it, because he’s my brother, but when a man chooses the woman he wants as his life partner, he chooses her above everyone else. He’s vowing to hold her safety above everything, to respect her opinion more than anyone’s, and if a man isn’t ready for that level of a commitment, then he doesn’t deserve the devotion women are capable of giving.

I may not deserve it yet either, but by choosing her no matter which way the wind blows, I think I have the potential to get there.

I just need time.

Something neither of us have, because we’re both supposed to be getting dressed for her and my brother’s wedding.

I can’t believe we’re here.

I was an idiot all these months. I pushed this day to the back of my mind and pretended we’d find a way out of it, and yet here we are.

I did nothing to free her from these chains, therefore I’ve failed her, and if I’ve failed her how the hell am I supposed to ever look her in the eyes again?