“I don’t hate you. I should, but I don’t.”
I pulled her face to look at me. “Then what do you feel?”
“What do you feel for me?” she countered.
I knew she felt exactly what I felt, something neither of us wanted to give words to. Something that would make her my greatest weakness.
Who the fuck was I kidding? She was my greatest weakness and the reason Jonas had used her as leverage against me.
Instead of answering, I lifted her up by the thighs, spread her legs, positioned my cock, and thrust home.
“Baz.” She threw her head back and clutched my hair and my shoulder.
I pumped in and out of her in a hard, ruthless tempo, feeling the anger of what I’d discovered returning.
“Tell me, Isa.”
“No.”
I pushed in all the way and rolled my hips, pressing the base of my cock along her sensitive clit. Just as I felt her pussy walls quiver and clench, I pulled out and stilled again, with the head poised just in her entrance.
“Don’t stop. Dammit. I’m almost there.” She smacked at my back and tried to use her legs to force me forward.
“Not until you give me the words.”
“You’re not being fair.” She shook her head. “Why do you want so much from me when you don’t give me anything?”
Even through the spray of the shower, I could see her tears.
Threading my fingers into her hair, I stared into her eyes.
“You’re mine, Isa.”
“What does that mean?”
I shook the water dripping onto my face and dropped my forehead to hers, still holding her gaze.
The feelings I had for her were too intense to put into words, but I knew I had to try. The last few months had meant more to me than any other time in my life.
“It means I’m never letting you go.”
Thrust.
“It means I’ll kill anyone who tries to take you from me.”
Thrust.
“It means you’re my weakness. A man like me can’t afford to have weaknesses.”
Thrust.
“I’ll destroy the world to protect you.”
Her breath was ragged as I worked her cunt and she took in my words.
“I don’t want you to destroy the world. I just need you.”
I stopped moving again.
“What does that mean, Isa?”
I saw the hesitation before she said, “It means…I love you, Baz. I should hate you for lying to me, for everything that was forced on me, but I don’t. I fell in love with you. Why did you make me love you?”
My heart nearly exploded hearing her words. She loved me. I finally had someone who was mine. Truly mine.
“Because you were born to be mine.” My voice was gruff but I didn’t care.
I covered my lips over hers and picked up the pace of my pistoning cock.
We spoke no more words as the need to come overtook us. Kissing, tasting, fucking.
Her nails scored my skin and she met each of my thrusts with the demands of her body.
“Oh God, oh God. Baz. I’m coming. I’m coming.”
“Come, baby, come,” I growled through clenched teeth.
She spasmed and then clamped down around my cock so hard, I saw stars.
My body erupted along with her, shooting deep inside her.
I knew we should be using protection. We weren’t ready for the next steps of life. But the thought of her round with my child brought out a primitive need to permanently tie her to me.
“Christ. You fucking feel incredible.” My brain completely stopped except for the need to work out every drop of the cum in my body.
When I could move again, I realized I hadn’t given her the words she’d given me. I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to. I’d just have to show her by keeping her safe. I would die to keep her safe. Hopefully it wouldn’t come to that.
Isa
“Where are we going?” I asked Sebastian for the tenth time since we left on one of his private jets a little over an hour ago.
“Somewhere unexpected.”
I pursed my lips and glared at him as he scanned papers at the desk across from where I sat.
“That doesn’t tell me anything.”
A slight curve to his mouth told me he was being vague on purpose.
I growled and pulled out the book Lilly had tucked into my bag when I’d stopped by our office to tell her we were going out of town for a few days.
Instead of grumbling about the appraisal of Bri’s art collection that Lilly would have to do on her own, she’d all but jumped for joy. She assumed we were jetting off to a honeymoon destination and I hadn’t corrected her notion.
Lilly was a hopeless romantic and needed someone who understood her big heart. Hopefully Kane saw this and gave her what she needed instead of blowing hot and cold with her. I didn’t know much about Kane outside of the fact he ran Sebastian’s club. I’d have to ask Sebastian about him.
Later. Once I knew where we were going. Once my annoying husband threw me a bone.
“Stop glaring at me. It’s okay not to have control sometimes. I’m not going to take you anywhere you won’t enjoy.”
“Says the man with all the control. I’m surprised you let me fuck your brains out on our wedding night.”
He lifted his dark gaze. “What makes you think I had no control in that situation? The one thing you aren’t is a top, even if you are in fact on top.”
My mind went to the way he’d held me as I rode him, the way he’d guided my movements, the way he’d made me come.
Fuck. He was right.
My cheeks heated.
“I don’t like you having all the power in our relationship. It feels unbalanced.”
Sebastian pushed back from his seat, not saying a word, and came toward me. When he was upon me, he crouched down, setting a hand on my thigh. His hold was possessive.
“Power and control
