Page 125 of Conquered

His confession is awkward as fuck, but even more adorable because of it. This is the most I've ever heard him say in one go, and he's rendered me completely speechless.

“Jax…” I say, reaching out, gliding my fingertips down the side of his face and along his rough bearded jaw.

He's so gorgeous, all the guys are in their own way. Jax takes my breath away every time I look at him with his stunning viking-like colouring and looks, which are heightened by his black tattoos. He exudes strength and violence in equal measure, but I've seen and known him to be so tender and caring. He’s the protector of us all.

“And as for what we've done, what we do,” he continues, anger lacing his tone. “Lilly, we were kids. Barely fourteen when they took us to the cabin that first time.”

My heart aches for them, a flash of hatred for their families runs hot through me, my hand stilling against his cheek. They were just boys when they were forced to do something so abhorrent, it begs belief.

“It doesn't excuse what we did, what we still do, and I don't know if it makes any difference, but there it is.”

“Oh, Jax,” I gasp out, the burn of more tears stinging my eyes.

Jax begins to turn away from me, his arms starting to drop from around me. I lay my hand on his broad, naked chest, right over his heart, stopping him from leaving. His blue eyes meet mine, and I can see that he’s already preparing for rejection.

“Jax, I love you,” I say, holding his gaze and willing him to believe me. “And I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying right here. Like I told Ash, since I met you, since I met all of you, I've never felt so alive. And life is always fucked up. Even without psycho families.” I smile gently, causing a rueful smile to tug at his plush lips. “I don't regret a single moment, and I'm not leaving.” I givehim my best badass bitch look, which is rewarded with one of his rare, genuine smiles that melts my heart.

“Now, show me how you love me, Jax,” I command, looking directly into his eyes. He hesitates.

How can they think they're monsters when they behave like this?

“I need you, all of you, to help take the feel of him away, Jax. Please,” I say, knowing that I need his help, all of their help to get through what happened and to fully heal.

Staring into my eyes for a beat longer, his own are swirling pools of blue. Suddenly, he reaches down, hauls me up, and grips my arse tightly. I wrap my legs around his waist, my thighs spread impossibly wide as he’s just that stacked. My arms come up, going around his thick neck in a tight embrace that brings us closer.

I start grinding my bare pussy on his hard abs as he carries me over to the kitchen island and sets me down on the edge.

His lips come down onto mine, devouring me with his burning kiss. One of his hands leaves my arse to grab a fistful of my hair, pulling tightly. For a moment, I'm back in the library, my hair being ripped out whilst clammy hands touch me. My body stiffens, preparing to fight, when I hear Jax's rough voice.

“Come back to me, Baby Girl.”

I look up, blinking, and stare into his searching blue eyes.

“Jax...I'm sorry…” I start to say, but stop when he growls at me.

“Don't you dare blame yourself for that cunt’s actions,” he rumbles out. Then he takes a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment. “You did nothing wrong, baby,” he assures me softly, resting his forehead against mine.

I know he's right, but a part of me still thinks that it’s my fault somehow. That I did something to make it happen.

“Do you want to stop?” he asks, opening his lids, his eyes full of understanding and worry.

“No,” I say quickly. I can't explain it, but I know that if I don't do this, if I don’t take back control and baulk at having sex with my guys, Robert wins. “Please, don't stop, Jax.”

He gives a brief nod, staring intently into my eyes, the hand in my hair letting go as his other hand leaves my arse to snake between us. Finding me already wet, he rumbles in appreciation as he teases my clit, rubbing circles around the sensitive nub until I'm squirming and gasping, my eyes closing in pleasure.

I hear a drawer open next to us, then the rustle of a foil packet.

These guys have condoms every-fucking-where! Always be prepared, right?

Opening my eyes, I see he’s pushed his sweats down, has rolled the condom on, and is lining up the head of his hard cock with my slick opening, all whilst still playing with my clit. My eyes roll as he starts to push his way inside me.

“Look at me, Baby Girl,” he orders, his tone so gruff it sends shivers down to my core.

I’m captured in his gaze as inch by glorious inch, he glides inside me, until he's all the way in, our pelvises flush.

“This pussy is ours,” he growls out possessively, and hearing Jax talk dirty is so fucking hot, my inner walls clench and flutter around him. “No one but us will ever touch you again, Baby Girl.” His eyes are fierce with the fire of his promise.

Holding my gaze, he starts slowly moving in and out of me, teasing me. My gaze flits over his shoulder to see Loki standing there, rubbing lube over his erect dick, and my breath catches at the sight.