“Yes.” Hot liquid burned her eyes. “No one should suffer because I’m a fuckup.”
“Shut the fuck up, mama.”
She blinked at him. “What?”
“You heard me, if I ever hear you say that again. I’ll put you over my knee and spank you. In life, shit just happens. You can’t control everything. Shit spirals out of control. Trust me, I know. We do the best we can with what we’re dealt. They’re fucked up for making you feel that way. Love shouldn’t be a cage, no matter how pretty they decorate it.”
“I—”
“You’re mine. I won’t let anyone talk shit about you, and that includes yourself. We’ve been in a good spot, let’s keep it that way. Wolf’s at our door, and we need to be on our game. Hey.” His voice became sharp and impossible to ignore. “We’re living free now, right? And this.” He cupped her pussy beneath her gown. “Is mine.”
A jolt of electricity sent a shiver up her spine.
“I’m not your everyday guy. I will fuck his world up and not feel bad about it. When you accepted me, you agreed to live by my rules. You chose this life. I’m gonna let everyone know who you belong to because I don’t do shit half assed. I’d never keep you away from your family, but you’d best believe, I’m going to set them straight.”
The possessive words and the conviction behind them drove away the demons grappling for a foothold in her mind. The phone rang again, and he picked it up, turned it off, then tossed it onto the floor. “I want your full attention on me for what I’m about to do.” He winked and rolled her onto her back. “Now open up those legs, and let me inside my pussy.” He rubbed his swelling cock between her nether lips and she grew wet. “That’s it, baby. You’re always so wet for me. Can I come inside you bare, baby?”
“I-I’ve never let anyone do that.” She stared at him, hypnotized by the pure lust and need visible in his eyes.
“Me either, but I won’t be satisfied until I feel you with nothing between us but skin and fill you up with my come.”
“Shit,” she whispered. His words curled her toes.
“You like the thought of that, mama?” He licked his lips.
“What are you doing to me, Rocco?” she whispered huskily, drunk on him again.
“Staking my claim.” He nudged her entrance with the tip of his cock and she shuddered. “I don’t give a bitch my protection lightly. You understand?” He pushed his entire length inside her.
Her inner muscles yielded, clinging to him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, hooking her leg around his thigh and burying her heel in the small of his back.
“So tight, baby… That’s right, wrap those legs around me.” He braced his arms on both sides of her head and she gripped his biceps as they moved together. Each stroke, he penetrated deeper, bottoming out over and over as their gazes locked. He took her higher and she fell harder. Here with Rocky, nothing else mattered but the way they made each other feel. There was a selfish sort of freedom in that and God, did she deserve to think about herself for once.
He suddenly tilted his hips, brushing her cervix and her walls clamped down as she came—hard. Adrift on a sea of bliss, she deferred to Rocky, allowing him to lead. The trust she gave him made her feel scared and exhilarated. He held her heart like no man before him, seeing past the walls and false representation she’d fed people for years. As they went up in flames, she relished the spark he ignited inside her. He’d pulled the real Evonne out kicking and screaming, and now she couldn’t go back.
“Oh, that’s it, mama. Love it when you come for me.” He buried his face against her neck, thrusting a few more times before his body quaked and he filled her with his fiery liquid.
Evonne wrapped her arms and legs around him, cradling him to her body and accepting everything he was, and what life would mean now.
* * * * *
Thoroughly ravished and a bit sore, Evonne studied her reflection in the mirror as she dressed. I look like a fucking leopard. Dark spots dotted her skin along with a few dark smudges she knew would fit Rocky’s fingers. A smile twitched on her lips. She liked the physical brand. He had a matching set down his back and on his chest.
“Firecracker, we need to get a move on,” Rocky said.
“Coming.” She tugged the shirt down over her head, smoothed down a few errant strands of hair and spun around, leaving the bathroom.
“You sure you want to just show up at the parents? I ain’t never done the take me home and introduce me to the folks thing.” Rocky furrowed his brow, studying her with those enigmatic eyes as she put on her helmet.
“I’m not going to hide and I want to see for myself that they’re okay.” She bit her bottom lip. The thought of Levi going after her parents had planted a seed of worry that continued to blossom. So far the collateral damage had been limited, but she felt no doubt about how dangerous these men were.
“You know we can’t tell them what’s going on, right?”
“Yeah, I know.” She nodded. “I figure Dad’s rank in the military and my brother’s paranoia will keep them safe and sound.”
“Paranoia?”
“Oh yeah, Dad will take one look at you and tighten ranks. Try to control me into doing what he wants.” She sighed.