Page 72 of Broken Surrender

Because there was no way I was going to let anything happen to her again.

Milena Devin was all mine, now and forever.

I laid on our giant four-poster bed, gazing at my wife. She brushed her teeth in the double vanity, her ass jiggling in her pajama bottoms. I licked my lips. Our new home in Opulent Gates had been custom made for the three of us, though Corinne planned to move out next year. Lena had frequently brought up how quiet it was going to be without Corinne, and I had asked if she wanted to make a family of our own. Since everything had happened, we had been using protection, taking it at our own speed. It was up to her, but that morning, she had told me she was ready. We could ditch the condoms ifwewanted to.

And it was an excellent time for us to grow. Universal Medical Industries was booming, and though I had little use for my membership in the Marked Blooms Syndicate lately, I enjoyed taking care of their assignments. Helping criminal billionaires survive a health tragedy, or even eliminating the occasional target, was an excellent way to pass the time. And I liked the extra protection the Syndicate provided for my current and future family.

Lena plopped down on the bed next to me. “Are you sure about this?” she asked. She tapped the drawer of the nightstand. “If you’re having second thoughts, we’ve got plenty of condoms.”

I took her hands in mine. “This isn’t about me,” I said. “Areyouhaving second thoughts, Milena?”

Her eyes flicked down to our legs. She had told me she had wanted a family a long time ago, before her ex-boyfriend and Dalton had ruined the idea for her. And now, with me, it seemed like a real possibility. Because our family would grow together, as a team. Like a family should.

Her eyes gleamed with happy tears. “No,” she smiled. “I want this.”

I pulled her down to the bed. My fingertips roamed her body, my mouth on her nipple, my hands teasing her ass and clit. She moaned, her eyes locked on me. We might have been having sex to make a family, but I was going to make sure that Lena was thoroughly exhausted each time I filled her with my come.

“I love you, Milena,” I said, lifting my head from between her legs. “You’re mine. Forever.”

Her fingertips laced through my hair, and she locked eyes with me. “And I love you. Forever.”

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