"You run to me, Dahlia. You run to me!" I replace my fingers with my cock, impaling her on my length. We shout together, burn together. Goddamn, I'll never get enough of her like this, wild and unrestrained, open and vulnerable. She's so trusting. So damn mine.
I pound my fist on the ground, trying to keep it together long enough to get her off. Trying to keep from slamming into her like a wild thing. The way I love this woman… Jesus, it's slightly terrifying. But she knows. Fuck, I think she sees right into my soul.
"Give it to me," she demands. "You won't hurt me."
I can't hurt her. I'd tear out my own heart first.
I groan in surrender…and give in. I fuck her hard, pounding into her. She clings to me, rocking her hips in time to each hard thrust, moaning for me to give her more, to take her higher. I do. Christ, I do. I fuck my way into her soul, laying siege to every inch of it.
There's only ecstasy when her scream rips apart the forest this time.
I roar her name as her pussy locks down around me, her body commanding mine, demanding everything I have. I give it to her, burying my face in her throat and moaning her name as my balls empty into her again and again.
My heart stalls, and my lungs cease to function. For one perfect moment, everything simply…stops.
I fall forward, catching myself at the last moment to keep from crushing her.
"I could never leave you," she whispers. "I love you, Draven."
"I know." I turn my head, pressing a reverent kiss to her breast. "But I'm not rational when it comes to you, Beauty. Your father wasn't entirely wrong about me. I am a beast. When it comes to you, I'll always be a beast."
"I hate that you had to hear any of that," she says, her voice small.
I roll to the side, pulling her into my arms. "Is that why you ran?"
"I was only trying to clear my head." She curls up with her head against my chest, her ear over my heart. "I'm so angry at him for saying such ugly things about you. I thought he could change, but I don't think he ever will."
"Then he doesn't deserve you," I say simply. It's true enough. Anyone not willing to bend to keep her isn't worthy of her. I speak from experience. There isn't anything I wouldn't do to make her happy. One day, I hope he figures out for himself what he's missing. I hope he fixes it. He doesn't deserve it, but she does.
"You deserve me," she whispers.
"Not yet."
She lifts her head from my chest. It's still too light outside for me to see her face, but I don't need to see it to read the question in her eyes. I know her. She's insatiably curious about everything.
"Things are going to be changing around here, Beauty," I murmur. "Things are going to be changing quite a lot."
"What does that mean?" she asks.
"You'll see," I say, smiling.
Chapter Twelve
Dahlia
It'sdarkbythetime I pull up to the security gate outside the mansion. I put the Hummer in park, and the car idles while I swipe the fob across the sensor and wait for the electric gate to open. The security camera light turns on, and knowing he's watching, I play up to him by finger-combing my curls, fluffing my hair, and pouting into the rearview mirror.
Draven loves it when I wear my hair loose instead of braided. The way he looks at me when I do what he wants drives me wild. Not to mention the way he makes me feel when he calls me his good girl. That man could make me do anything he wants with the snap of his fingers.
When the gate swings open, I wink into the camera and blow him a kiss, then rev the engine and drive into the compound. Draven wanted to install a moat around the entire property to protect me, but I considered it overkill. We compromised by installing security cameras and an automated gate.
Draven strides towards me, his long legs closing the distance in no time. I bite my lip, watching him prowl toward me; his eyes are dark pools of desire. My spine tingles just imagining what he's going to do to me.
He plants his meaty paws on the edge of the rolled-down window and pokes his head in. His lips are pulled into a thin, taut line, and his eyes are blazing.
"Why the long face?" I ask.
"Because you left me," he growls theatrically.