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After what happened to her brother, nothing would keep me from protecting her. I’d trusted Maddox and Austin enough to take care of her while I stayed behind. And yet from the stories they told me, she’d almost been… almost been…

“Unnhhhnnnhhhnnnhhh…”

I flexed my arm as she came, pulling her into me so hard I drove the air from her lungs. I could feel her soft, supple ass, grinding back against me. The rhythmic contractions of her pussy milking me, over and over, through an unforgettable series of orgasmic throbs and pulses.

Don’t. Come. Yet.

Damn, that was easier said than done! Every nerve ending in my body was standing on end, telling me to erupt. Giving me full permission to blast off inside her, filling her with three agonizing days’ worth of my hot, juicy come.

Somehow, through some miracle, I didn’t. And that was solely because I was enjoying myself too much. Savoring the feel of being inside her while I was holding her, of letting my throbbing cock just marinate itself happily, deep in her womb.

“Baby…” Dallas breathed. She craned her head around to face me again, all jasmine-scented skin and soft blonde hair. “You can let go…”

Her lips were plump and full, and just slightly wet from where she’d bitten the lower one into her mouth. I leaned in and kissed her, and my whole body exploded with warmth and love.

Go on. Do it.

I wanted so badly to come inside her. I’d done it once already and it wasn’t nearly enough. Last time had been a sort of free-for-all, a breakout orgy of want and lust and raw sexual need. But this… right now…

Right now I wanted to consummate our union. I wanted to fill her with myself, yes, but I wanted to kiss her while I did.

I wanted her to know how I truly felt. I needed her to realize the full extent of my feelings.

Tell her.

My mind was screaming at me to stop being ridiculous. That it couldn’t possibly be like that. But my heart was telling my mind to shut the fuck up.

Just tell her.

I couldn’t hold back any longer. The come was boiling up from my balls. In seconds it would surge forward, rushing out of me. It would splash into her in a glorious moment of pure ecstasy, filling her to overflowing.

SAY it!

Our mouths were locked, our tongues still dancing hotly. But at the last moment I pulled my head back. In those very last seconds, as my cock jumped in that first euphoric pulse, the words I couldn’t bring myself to say out loud still formed themselves with my lips and tongue.

I lov—

I froze… and there was Dallas, her eyes locked against mine. Her face was bright. Her expression soulful, grinning.

“I love you too,” she smiled, then kissed me. “Now come in me…”

I didn’t just explode, I detonated.

She grabbed my head as I shoved myself forward, drilling her to the core. Every twitch was an all new exhilaration, every throb bringing me agonizingly closer to heaven. Our tongues danced again and we kissed hard, my swollen cock flooding her pussy, devouring each other in a storm of heat and passion. I kept shooting and convulsing, firing myself so deep, so fully inside her, that if the universe ended at that exact moment neither one of us would’ve had a care in the whole fucking world.

It seemed like it would never end. Like I would keep pouring myself into her through the intimacy of our connection, and Dallas would hold me fast, kissing me while the world spun around us.

When it was finally over we didn’t move an inch. I kept her pinned tightly against me, curling my body around hers without breaking our connection.

I could feel the warmth of her womanhood, throbbing around me. Holding me inside her as our heartbeats slowed and our breathing became regular and we fell fast asleep, together, with her wrapped in my arms.

Fifty-One

DALLAS

The light streaming in through the kitchen windows was bright as hell, sending my arm up over my eyes like a vampire. Maddox laughed as he slid me a cup of coffee. Kane slid me something else: a plain white paper bag.

“What’s this?” I grunted.