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He lifts my chin. “Promise me you won’t keep anything like this from me in the future.”

“I promise.”

A smile tugs at his lips. “Good, now I can kiss you.”

“Then stop talking about it and do it.”

He claims my mouth and kisses me deeply, making my toes curl and my heart pound. This man knows how to kiss. Hell, this man knows how to set me on fire.

Speaking of which…

I break off the kiss and reach for his hands so I can inspect his bruised and bleeding knuckles. “What did you do?”

“I killed him.”

I lift my gaze so quick I almost give my eyes whiplash. “You killed Gaston?”

“Yes,” he says.

I find it hard to keep the disappointment out of my voice. “How?”

“I broke his face a few times then set the bar on fire and left him inside it.”

“Did he suffer?”

He holds up his hands. “These don’t tickle.”

I nod, wishing I’d seen Gaston broken and bloody after Beast had finished with him.

“How do you feel?” he asks.

I let out a shaky breath. “Disappointed.”

His brow furrows. “In me?”

“No.” I take a step back and sit on the edge of the bed. “Because I wanted to be the one to do it.”

Beast kneels before me. “I did it for you.”

I run my hand through his hair. “I know.”

“He needed to pay for what he did. It was a lesson long coming.”

I sigh. “I can’t believe it’s over.”

He runs his palms up my thighs. And I’m not going to lie. It’s a turn on to know they’re the very hands that broke Gaston’s face not more than an hour ago.

“Are you okay?” I ask. “He was your brother.”

“He stopped being my brother the day he attacked you.” His fingers find the edge of my panties. “Now can we stop talking about him? I’m hungry for my wife. I want to put tonight behind me by getting behind you.”

I laugh at his cheesiness.

But the laughing fades and the moaning starts when he rips off my panties and buries his face between my legs.

CHAPTER 53

BEAST

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