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“I always have a choice,” he growls. “And I choose you. No matter how we met.”

There’s silence between us.

Thick. Tense. Almost reverent. Like a quiet church before the hymn.

Then—

He slams his mouth to mine.

And I break.

He presses me against the wall, tongue plunging into my mouth, hands fisting in my coat like he might rip it apart to feel my skin again.

I claw at his chest, drag him closer, grind against what’s already hard for me.

He lifts me without effort.

Carries me to the table.

Sweeps my breakfast, a cloud of dust, to the floor. Lays me out like a sacrifice. And all I want is for him to make all this go away.

Like only he can.

“Fuck me. Right now. Right here,” I beg.

“You think I came all this way just to fuck you?” he growls, yanking open my coat, dark eyes flashing with unhinged obsession. “I came to remind you who the fuck you belong to. You can never leave like that again.”

His mouth is at my neck, teeth scraping skin, then lips sucking, kissing, leaving what’s sure to be a purple crescent moon for the world to see tomorrow.

“I don’t want you to be caught up in this,” I moan.

He stills.

“But I want you here with me.” I clarify, “I want you here. I want to face this together.”

His eyes darken. “Even if I never let you go again?”

“Yes.” I nod again.

He unzips my jeans with a snarl and shoves them down. His fingers slide beneath my panties. I’m already soaking wet for him, and he knows it.

“Fuck, Erin,” he groans, head dropping as if in defeat. “You were made for me.”

I close my eyes and let the fire consume me.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Lucian

I've been too soft, too lenient with her. I haven’t revealed my true self—the fire burning inside me, the obsession and possession simmering just beneath the surface like lava.

The protection a Bachman has for his woman. I swore I’d never love anyone again. Now, not only do I love her, but I’ve sworn my life to the Bachmans. And just like my brothers, not only would I die to protect the woman I love, but I’ll make damn sure she knows she is mine.

And that means nothing less than total obedience.

But I wasn’t supposed to fall in love.

So, I never fully unleashed myself on her.