“Lucy, if you reject him, it will kill him. Can you just wait a little longer before deciding? Please? If you still want to reject him later, that’s fine. That’s your choice, but I don’t want you to rush into anything. Ace loves you, Lucy. He is a dick, but he would do anything for you.”
“Yeah? Like keeping his dick in his pants? Or did he stumble and trip into Melana’s vagina? Then he called me a slut and took her word over mine.”
“I know what he did, and he made the wrong choices, Lucy. And now, he is paying for all those mistakes. I’m saying you have to forgive, and if you choose not to, I will be fine with you rejecting him. But give him a chance is all I am asking,” Tyson said, pushing my hair off my neck. His eyes lingered there for a second before moving back to mine.
“You don’t want to mark me unless Ace does, too.” I sighed.Exactly like I thought.
“I want to mark you, Lucy. I just don’t want my marking to sway you over more to reject my brother,” he said, running his index finger down my neck, and I shivered. He smiled at my reaction to his touch.
“How about you wait until after your birthday in three weeks to decide, and until then, you can mark me?”
“What if I reject him?” I asked, worried he wouldn’t want to mark me, yet I would have marked him.
“I will still mark you, Lucy. You are mine and always will be. No matter what you decide to do about Ace. He is my brother, but you are my mate.” His hand moved to the back of my neck. I shivered at the touch of his fingers moving into my hair when he leaned his face closer to mine before hesitating to see if I pulled away.
I didn’t. Instead, I closed the distance pressing my lips against his, and his grip tightened. His fingers tangled in my hair, tilting my face up. My lips parted when I felt his tongue run across the seam of my lips, and he groaned before I felt his tongue brush mine.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, tugging him closer as I deepened the kiss, loving how gentle he was. Loving how safe I felt with him. Tyson moved slightly before his arm hooked under my waist. He moved back, leaning against the headboard and pulling me onto him, his lips not leaving mine when I found myself straddling him.
His hands ran up my thighs to my hips, and I could feel his erection beneath me, yet he didn’t move. Didn’t grind himself against me. Instead, his lips moved down my chin and jaw to my neck, before he pressed a kiss to where his mark should lay, branding my skin.
I pressed myself against him, and I could feel his canines had protruded, yet he didn’t sink them into my skin, even though I wanted him too.
“I promise, no matter what you decide, I will mark you. I will always want you,” he whispered against my neck before he turned his face offering me his neck.
“You sure?” I asked him. Once I marked him, the only person that could remove it was Avery, if he changed his mind.
“Yes, Lucy. I have waited six years for you. You are all I want and need,” he said, cupping my cheek.
“I only want you,” he whispered, erasing all doubt, and I nodded. I pressed my lips to his neck, and he exhaled. His body shudders beneath me, and I felt my fangs slip from my gums grazing his skin, aching to be embedded into his skin.
Tyson pulled me closer, and I let out a breath before sinking my teeth into his neck. He shuddered as I felt my teeth push through the layers of tissue and muscle. His blood flooded into my mouth, and he groaned, his hand slipping into my hair before I felt the rush of the bond.
A warm feeling spread over me as I felt the bond snap into place. His emotions rushed into me like a tidal wave, making me gasp, and tears blurred my vision when I felt nothing but love and acceptance, and his own happiness at me marking him. I pulled my teeth from his neck, running my tongue over his mark to seal it.
“I love you, Lucy,” he whispered against my collarbone as he pressed his face against me. I pushed his head back so I could see his face.
“I love you too,” I told him before pressing my lips to his.
Chapter thirty-four
WakinguptoRyker’svoice in my head, I rolled onto my back to find an extra body in the bed, as Ace had curled up beside me, pushing me to the middle of the bed.
“Hey, Lucy. Ryden was born at 00:01 AM last night. Your mom wants to know if you want to come over?” Ryker asked.
“Of course! I can ask Tyson to run me out if you want?” I replied through the link.
“That would be good. I am exhausted.”
“How is mom?”
“Good, she has asked for you a few times,” he said, and excitement took over at his words.Maybe I could have my mom back in my life.
“Okay, I will be over as soon as possible. I will get dressed now,” I told him before cutting the link. Sitting up, I wiggled out from between the pair of them without either of them stirring, making me wonder what time Ace had come home during the night.
I shook Tyson’s shoulder, and he mumbled something before I leaned down and kissed his cheek. His eyes opened groggily before his lips tugged up slightly.
“Mom had baby Ryden. Can you run me home?” I whispered to him.