Her.
Fuckin’ all of her.
Pulling out and leaving only the tip inside, I slam forward pushing through the barrier as I lean down and take her mouth with my own as I still within her.
Feeling her pulsing around me tighter than I could ever imagine, I lavish her mouth showing Harlow what her words mean to me.
Breaking the kiss, I lift back up and begin to slowly take her, thrusting into her, building up inside her.
“Fuckin’ love you, Harlow. You’re mine and I’m going to make everything right for you. You can trust me to always keep you safe from the fury that swirls around you, around me, around all of us,” I rasp, reaching a hand between us and pinching her clit.
Harlow’s body jolts as she moans out her release, biting her lip to keep herself from being loud. Picking up speed, I come moments later, groaning my own release.
Chapter Ten
Harlow
Holy shit.
Perfection.
My body hums with need still, even after the multiple orgasms Ranger gave me. Only right now need consuming me is bearable at the moment, and I’m able to ignore it. In all honestly I don’t know what came over me, all I knew was when I’d woken up to find myself wrapped around Ranger I’d needed him more than ever and ended up taking advantage of him.
Safe.
Loved.
Cherished.
Those are the words that came to mind.
Then even after he tried to take care of me without fuckin’ me; however, I needed all of him.
Him.
I wanted to feel him. Didn’t matter I was dealing with aftereffects of the Heavenly Rose they’d pumped into my system. Three times they’d pumped it into me.
Ezra wanted me to beg and I refused with the first two, but I don’t remember anything after the last one. That is until waking up in Ranger’s arms and him sedating me.
Maybe it was because of my dream but when I woke up in Ranger’s bed with him, for the first time in my life, I finally felt it. My daddy was right, I needed to let the past go and live in the light.
It’s why I’d made the decision I did about waking Ranger up with my mouth on him. I don’t know what I expected him to do upon waking up, but he’d merely stared at me then proceeded to make love to me. That’s the only thing I can think of to call what he and I just shared. Nothing and I mean nothing could have been more beautiful than that.
“You okay?” Ranger asks, running a hand tenderly along my back, trailing his fingers up and down around the bandages I hadn’t thought of earlier. He’d done that as well. Took care of me in every way possible.
“Yeah, I’m good,” I whisper without lifting my head from his chest. After he’d pulled out of me, Ranger got out of bed long enough to grab a cloth out of the bathroom and come back to the bed where he proceeded to clean me up. I would have protested but he’d given me a look and I’d clamped my mouth shut as he did what he wanted.
Embarrassment started to seep in with self-doubt until he climbed back into the bed, maneuvered me to where he wanted which is where I was now with my head on his chest with one arm wrapped around his middle and our knees intertwined.
“Fucked up with you, Harlow,” he mutters, causing me to tense. What does he mean by that? “I should never have let you get away from me. Nearly lost you without actually having you completely. Not about to allow that to happen again.”
“I’m done,” I blurt out, letting the tension leave me though now it was Ranger’s turn to go taut.
“What?” he demands.
Lifting my head up, I tilt my head to meet his gaze. “I’m done. Retiring. The Harpy is no more. I can’t do it anymore. I could but I don’t want to. I’m tired of always being in the dark. For the last God knows how many months.”
“Six months,” he mutters, interrupting me.
Shit. I lost six months of my life being held captive.
Yeah, I’m done with this shit. I can’t do it anymore. I wouldn’t be able to take it again. I’m strong but even I know I have my limitations on what I can handle. I know if Ranger didn’t save me when he did, I’d have finally caved to Ezra.
“I lost six months being chained, beaten repeatedly and worse, I was left in the dark for days on end. Never knowing if it were day or night, until the days Ezra would make his goons bring me upstairs. So yeah, when I say I’m done, I mean done with it all, I don’t want to do it anymore. I can’t take the chance of that happening again.”
“It’s not gonna happen, baby. I refuse to let it fuckin’ happen again. The day you left the hospital and I read your note, a note I’ve carried with me in my wallet since, I knew I needed to find a way to help you escape that life. Now I’m making it happen so it doesn’t matter to me if you were done or not. I fuckin’ refuse to lose you ever again.”
“You really do love me.” The words spill from my lips before I can stop them.
“First time I saw you, baby, I knew you were it. It was just a matter of getting you to stick around long enough for me to make my approach. Shouldn’t have waited so long,” he murmurs, lifting a hand to caress my cheek, eyes steady letting me see the truth behind them.
“I’ve been in love with you to. My aunt Ela told me a long time ago ‘Emotions are strong even when you
