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“You’re going to kill me, too,” I say, winding my arms around his neck and I pull him close. “Make love to me, Jensen. Make me yours.”

  My words snap him out of his granite state and he moves me swiftly to the bed. As soon as my back hits the soft mattress, the rest of our clothes are being torn away as he thrusts impossibly deeper. What the hell, does his cock keep growing? How is he getting bigger by the second?

  My thoughts are a jumbled mess as he kisses every inch he can reach and squeezes the ones he can’t. I lie there as he does things to me I didn’t know were possible. It can’t be legal to feel this good, and all I can do is say his name over and over.

  I feel warm, sticky cream between us and I’m positive it’s cum. I don’t know when it happened, but he’s still like Thor’s hammer inside me and going strong. The thought of his unprotected seed inside me has my pussy warm and soft. One little brush across my clit is all it will take to send me over the edge.

  As if he’s reading my mind, I feel his cool thumb rub in just the right spot and I cry out as I clamp down on him. My pussy squeezes and releases over and over as pleasure shoots through me. I thought last night was earth-shattering, but this is a whole new level. Having his tongue between my legs was magic, but this right here is witchcraft. He’s some kind of warlock and I don’t care if I’m going straight to hell.

  “I can’t stop,” he grunts, and I feel more warmth between my legs. His body tenses as his thrusts become erratic and he’s cumming inside me again.

  I’m going to get pregnant from this, there’s no doubt about it, and though I should be scared I only spread my legs wider. I want all of him inside me and I squeeze him to make sure I get it all.

  He’s saying my name as he sucks on my nipples and then bites the soft flesh on the underside of my breast. He really is an animal, but I crave it. I’ve never had someone worship me like this, and though he’s taken me in his own way, I feel cherished. Another orgasm rolls over me as he thrusts in deeper. I don’t know how much more I can take, but my body tells my brain to shut up as we give in to the ecstasy.

  I feel one last release as he cums inside me and I clench onto him. But it’s the last of my energy and I’m boneless as he rolls us over and I spread out across his chest. I’m lying on top of him with his cock still buried deep inside of me. His big strong arms wrap around my back and his breath becomes steady and even.

  The room is quiet and calm as a peace falls between us. I close my eyes and I’m filled with happiness because I’ve never felt so good or so cared for. I don’t want this moment to ever end, and when I feel his lips on the top of my head, I smile.

  He pulls the blanket over us and doesn’t make a move to get up. I snuggle deeper against him as I feel myself drifting off to sleep.

  “I love you, Sage.”

  I hum in contentment because I’m having such a good dream.

  Chapter Nine

  Sage

  “Breathe,” he whispers into my ear. My eyes fly open at the sound of his commanding voice and I suck in a deep breath. “There you go.” His voice softens, but it’s nothing like the rest of his body. I can feel the tension all over him, even though he stopped the nightmare.

  I’m relieved but just as quickly I panic because I’m worried he’ll find out about my past. I don’t want him to ask about my nightmare because I can’t lie to him, and I’m not ready for things to change between us.

  I lean up a little and softly touch my lips to his before he can ask me any questions. The distraction works when he groans and quickly takes over. He kisses me like I’m the last drop of water in the desert and it’s the only thing keeping him alive.

  I sink my fingers into his hair because I need to hold on to him. In an instant, he’s sliding inside me and we’re making love again. Our hands and mouths are everywhere and he’s needy for me. His rough dominance holds me to the bed and I’m surrounded by him. He soothes all my worries and he’s not holding back. His fingers dig into my hips and he takes me harder as he thrusts into me. He takes over and does as he pleases and my body responds. It’s hot and fast, but it’s exactly what I need, and before I know what’s happening I’m giving in to my desire. Pleasure lights up inside me and I call out his name as I release onto his cock.

  He doesn't stop as he moans and keeps on going. He’s not done with me, but my body is spent and I hold him close as he finds his own end. When his warmth fills me, I clench around him to help him release every drop. I ignore how sore and tender I am between my legs because it’s worth it. I would endure anything for this pleasure and the feel of him inside me.

  His thrusts slow, but he keeps on going even after I feel our combined release dripping out of me. He’s too worked up to stop and I don’t want him to. I don’t know how long we make love because one orgasm blends with the next. His movements slow to a stop, and I feel warm and tired and so happy.

  I cling to him because I don’t want to fall asleep, but my eyes are so heavy.

  “Bombshell,” he says softly as he rolls us over and keeps himself inside me.

  He moves me so easily, and I sigh as I rest my head on his chest. I want to laugh at the name. If anyone is a bombshell it’s him because he’s blown my world wide open.

  He rubs his big hands up and down my back and he sighs. “I was rough. I—”

  “I loved it,” I cut him off because I don’t want to hear regret. My whole body tingles and I swear I can still feel his touch over every part of my body.

  If you had asked me if I was loved last week, I would have said yes. My family loves me so much it’s suffocating. I don’t understand why their control feels so different from Jensen's, but it is. Maybe because he doesn’t treat me like I’m made of glass. I’ve been doing it from the start even when I pretended to ignore him and acted like I wasn’t into his games. Deep down I knew all I was doing was baiting him.

  His hand pauses for a moment when his fingers graze over my scar on my back. My heavy eyelids pop open and my chest tightens. He doesn’t say anything as he pauses for only a second and then keeps going. Maybe he didn’t feel it after all?

  I calm down from my mild panic and then take a breath. With every heartbeat I feel better and move closer to sleep. I try and fight it because I don’t want to miss a moment with Jensen, but the steady rhythm of his breath matches mine as his hands move across my skin. It’s too much to fight and I give up.

  I know when I wake up things will be different. If this is real, there won’t be any hiding, and I don’t think Jensen is a man who hides from anything. I don’t want to hide it, but I also don’t want the fight that I know will come from my family.

  “Sleep, bombshell. I’ve got you.” I feel safe in his arms and I trust him completely, so when he says everything is going to be okay I believe him and let go. Sleep washes over me and I have a much better dream this time.

  I don’t know how long I’m out, but the next time I wake up I’m pissed when I realize I’m alone. I jerk back the covers on the empty bed like somehow that will make him appear.

  “He better not have…” I huff as my feet hit the floor.

  I reach for my robe and stop for a moment when I catch sight of my naked body in the mirror. Small bruises mark my hips and I’m hit by a vision of his fingers digging into me as he thrusts in and out. My face flushes red and I pull my robe tight around me and tie it closed.

  Jensen is going to stop sneaking out of my bed. I know I have a fight with my family ahead of me about this, but I don’t care anymore. I’m not letting them control my life another moment. I love them, but I’m being punished for a crime I didn’t commit and it’s time we all moved on. My family has been suffocating me, and whatever nightmares I might be having are from the stress they’re putting on me. This might blow up in my face, but Jensen is worth fighting for.

  Chapter Ten

  Jensen

  I walk quietly down the hall and to the door before I slip inside. It’s a feat considering my hands are full of to-go bags, but I�
�m hoping to make it back into bed with Sage before she knows I’m gone. And if I come with food, we won’t have a reason to leave the bedroom for quite a while.

  My legs are sore and my cock is drained, but all I can think about doing is crawling between her legs and humping her until I give out. After last night I have no idea when that will be because I’ve never been so desperate for anything in my life.

  I take two steps inside and come to a halt when I see Brian standing in the kitchen with a pissed off Sage. I look at the situation and my hackles rise. I don’t like how he’s got his arms folded across his chest or how she’s glaring at him.

  “What’s going on?” I say as I walk into the kitchen and lay the bags down on the counter.

  “Why don’t you tell me?” Brian says, turning his anger my way. Good, I don’t mind if he wants to kick my ass, but I won’t let him talk to Sage like that. “Is there a reason my sister is walking out of her room like she’s been up all night, doing, well, whatever it was she was doing?”

  Brian can’t even look at her as he waves a hand in her direction. He’s red in the face and I see him grow more irritated as he looks me up and down.

  “Sex, Brian. I had sex, but there’s no reason you have to act like an asshole.” Sage throws her hands up in the air, and before Brian can turn his anger on her again I move and step between them.

  I also notice that Sage is only in a bathrobe that’s showing off more than I’d like. It’s clinging to her generous rack and I can see it slipping open a little more each time her hands go up. At this rate it won’t take long for it to come undone.

  “You were supposed to be my business partner. I brought you here because you didn’t have anywhere to go on Thanksgiving. And this is what you do the second you have her alone. Do you have any fucking clue what she’s been through? Did you see the scars on her back?” There is pain in his eyes as he gets closer to me. “I respected you and I trusted you and now you’ve lost both.”

  “First, you need to calm down.” I look over my shoulder and nod at Sage. “Why don’t you go get dressed and come back out here?”

  She glares at me for a second before I look pointedly at her robe. She gets the hint and looks down to see it coming open at the top. She grabs it on both sides and pulls it tight before she looks around my wide body to her brother.

  “I’ll be right back,” she says before I hear her stomp out of the room.

  “You don’t get to come in here and make the rules. This is my fucking house,” Brian says, and he’s so angry right now I can see the vein on the side of his head pop out.

  I’m not putting up with his shit, but it’s clear he’s worked up over more than this.

  “If you want me to leave I will, but Sage is coming with me.” I take a step closer to him and hold out my hands. “Do you know why I was late yesterday to Thanksgiving?” He shakes his head no and I point to his phone. “You’re so wrapped up in that you’re missing what’s happening right in front of you. And whatever is going on, that phone has gotten you worked up to the point that you’re yelling about something that has nothing to do with you.”

  “She’s my sister! This has everything to do with me!”

  “She’s the woman I love and I’m going to marry, Brian. That’s where I went yesterday, to get her a ring. And this morning I went and talked to your parents. So, you can get on board like they are, or you can watch us leave. But either way, this is happening with or without your consent.”

  “Are you kidding me?” He looks completely shocked, but I stand there unmoving.

  I hear Sage coming back into the kitchen and I turn around to talk to her before Brian can say something to mess things up for me.

  “Why didn’t you tell me about your attack?” I ask as I look at her. For a moment I think she’s not going to tell me, but then she sighs and her shoulders sink.

  “As stupid as it sounds, I thought maybe you wouldn’t want me after you knew.” I pull her into my arms and feel her face against my chest.

  “I’m just glad you’re okay.” I kiss the top of her head and I feel her arms come around me.

  How could she think I wouldn’t want her? After everything I’ve said to her, nothing could make me want her less. The fact that it happened makes me want to lose control, but it’s not her fault.

  “Why did you tell him?” She glares at Brian, and I reach out and touch her chin.

  “Your parents told me.” Her eyebrows pull together in confusion. “That’s where I went this morning. I went to talk to your parents and let them know how much I care about you. How much I love you.”

  She brings her hand to her mouth and I can see she’s trying to cover up a smile. “Jensen…”

  When she starts to talk, I shake my head so I can finish. “They told me what happened to you and how they’ve been so overprotective since then. Your father was less than thrilled to admit it, but your mom realizes how much they stifled you by trying to keep you safe.”

  “We only wanted what was best for her,” Brian says, and I look over at him.

  “I know, and I want the same thing. I can’t imagine how helpless you felt,” I say, and I watch him nod silently. I know Brian, and I know how much he loves his family. I also know that a part of him blames himself for what happened to her. That feeling will probably never go away, but it’s time for him to let Sage move past it.

  “I love you, too,” Sage blurts out, and when I look back at her she’s got both hands over her mouth and her eyes are round in surprise like she can’t believe she just said it. “I really do,” she whispers behind her fingers and I smile at her.

  The feeling is still so foreign to me, but I’ve smiled more this weekend with Sage than I ever have in my life. Her parents told me they knew the moment they met that they were meant to be together and they knew Sage would be the same way. She would look up one day and standing in front of her would be her husband. Now that time has come and I’m ready to be the one.

  I pull her hands away from her mouth so I can look at her. “I know.” I give her a cocky smile and she rolls her eyes as I lean down and kiss her quickly.

  “Am I just supposed to be okay with this?” Brian asks as he stares at us with a mixture of shock and confusion.

  “Yes,” I answer and wrap an arm around Sage. “And then you’re supposed to go after whoever the hell you’ve been hung up on the past few days and figure that shit out.”

  I see his jaw clench as he grinds his teeth and he nods silently. I know there’s more going on with him than what he’s telling me and that’s okay. It seems like we’ve both got our secrets right now, but mine are about to be out in the open.

  “Be good to her,” he says, looking me straight in the eyes.

  “I’ll never let anything happen to her.”

  “I’m holding you responsible if it does.”

  I nod in understanding. “Fair enough.”

  Brian pulls his phone out of his pocket before he walks out of the kitchen and I hear the front door close. It’s then I realize he was still in the same clothes he was wearing last night. What the hell has he gotten himself into?

  “Okay, you’re going to have to explain some things to me,” Sage says, poking my chest. “Where have you been?”

  I pull her over to the counter and open the bag of food. “You eat while I talk.” I get out all her favorite breakfast foods she told me she loved and the sounds of excitement she’s making let me know I got it right.

  “I went to see your parents this morning,” I say as I watch her sit down and take a bite of the cinnamon roll. “I wanted to talk to them and they wanted to talk to me. I guess they saw me pull you into the woods yesterday, but thankfully that was all they saw.”

  Her cheeks burn red, and I lean forward and kiss one because I can’t stand it.

  “They told me about the accident and what happened to you.” When they explained how she’s been attacked and the kid was mentally unstable, I kept thinking about how much worse it coul
d have been. What if I’d never got the chance to love her? The thought sent me into a rage and I wanted to go run twenty miles, but I couldn’t. I just had to sit there and hear them explain how the woman I love was hurt at the hands of someone else.

  “I don’t remember much about it, I just have nightmares once in a while. But I’m okay,” she throws in, and it must be a conditioned response.

  “I felt the scars last night,” I say as my fingers trace hers. “I won’t ever let anything touch you again. Do you hear me, Sage?” She nods, and I move closer to her. “You’re mine to protect, mine to cherish, and mine to love. Not just now, but forever.” I reach in my pocket and pull out the ring I bought right before I went to her parents’ house yesterday. I had to make a call to a jeweler to open up for me on the holiday, but I made it worth his while. “I went to talk to your mom and dad this morning because I know how important your family is to you.”

  She gasps when I show her the ring box and her eyes are as big as an owl’s.

  “I know this is quick, but I’m not a man who does things without thinking them through.” I take her hand in mine as I look at her. “I assess risk and calculate loss. I write programs that ensure mistakes never slip through and I don’t take chances that I know won’t be one hundred percent successful. You aren’t a program, bombshell.” I smile at her and I see the tears form in her eyes. “You are unlike anything I’ve ever had in my life and I don’t know what the future will hold for us. But I know that if I don’t make you mine, I won’t be able to sleep at night.”

  “Jensen,” she whispers as I open the box and show her the five-carat yellow diamond. She gasps and looks at me with a serious face. “Are you kidding me?”

  “You deserve the absolute best, and I won’t settle for giving you anything less.” I slip it on her finger and she stares at it with an open mouth. “Marry me, Sage. Love me for the rest of my life and I promise I’ll make you the happiest woman that ever walked this goddamn earth.”