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Sailor’s nose turned red, but she refused to cry, despite tears shining in her eyes. “I’m sorry. If I could go back and murder my father, I would. For you, Reina, I’d burn down the world. I failed you.”

She shook her head. “You saved me from that creep in the hallway. If you hadn’t come, who knows what would have happened.”

I brushed our noses together. “We could have had all that time together. I should have snatched you like the devil I was and had you warming my bed and my home.”

She blinked her eyes, then let out an incredulous breath. “Please don’t tell me you haven’t had sex since that night.”

“I haven’t had a woman in my bed since the night I met you eight years ago,” I said. “Yes, I fucked other women, but never in my bed. Never in my home. That place was reserved for someone who meant more to me than a casual fuck. For you.”

I took her hand in mine, her softness a stark contrast to my hardness. She was so fucking soft that sometimes I worried about breaking her.

I ran a thumb across the pale vein on her wrist and she visibly shivered.

“Are you scared, Reina?”

I watched her delicate neck bob as she swallowed. “No.”

She tightened her hold, her arms hugging me and my chest swelled. Years of loneliness washed over me and it was her smell and her warmth that replaced it. I knew for the first time in forever, I was exactly where I was meant to be.

I lifted her off the tiled floor, her hands wrapping around my neck and her lips skimming down my neck.

“My diablo,” she murmured, her mouth moving against my skin. “I remember you.” She licked my skin, kissing every inch of it. And I fucking loved it.

I carried her into our bedroom. Yes,ourfucking bedroom. Everything was ours, but she wasmine.

“Raphael.” Her soft, husky voice seeped into every tainted piece of my soul. If I was her devil, she was my angel. Every inch of her body called to me. It always had.

Her clear blue eyes reflected my own lust and need, my senses consumed by her sweet arousal.

The moment I laid her down on our bed, I buried my fists in her hair and crushed my mouth against hers. Sailor might be soft but she kissed with the same fierce need as I did. Her hold on me tightened, pulling me closer and pressing her body against mine.

I groaned deep into her mouth.

“Mi reina, tell me you want this,” I demanded.

“Yes,” she whispered, eagerly tugging down my pajama pants. Thank the fucking Saints I didn’t wear boxers. “Give me everything.”

I cupped her ass and she wrapped her slim legs around my waist. I needed to be inside her. In one swift move, I yanked her satin babydoll nightgown and the sound of the tearing of the material filled the bedroom.

“That’s my favorite nightgown,” she murmured against my lips.

“I’ll buy you more,” I promised, discarding it onto the floor. Her panties followed and I impaled her in one rough thrust.

Both of us groaned at the same time, and I almost lost my mind when her warmth enveloped me, her insides clenching around me, drawing me deeper and deeper into her body. Then I started thrusting, in and out. Deep and fast.

“Raphael!” she moaned out. “Oh my God. Yes. Yes. Yes.”

“That’s right, scream my name,” I ordered harshly, seeking out her lips. She parted her mouth, welcoming the thrust of my tongue. This frenzy and hunger for her grew with each taste I had of her. There was no easing it. It was as if all the years I searched for her, that I waited for her, turned into a greedy motherfucker who had to make up for lost time.

I couldn’t temper my pace, thrusting into her hard and fast. Her inner muscles clenched around my cock, strangling it, sending me into a fucking spiral.

“Come for me, Reina,” I roared, our teeth clashing. She tensed, her head falling back against the pillows, and I buried my head into the crook of her neck, marking her with my teeth while she convulsed around my cock. At the same time, my own orgasm spiraled out of control, taking me into an oblivion where nobody but the two of us existed.

With both of us spent and my cock still buried inside her, a peace settled over me.

I’m never letting her go.

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