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Eyes blazing he says, “I swear your pussy is the best one on this fucked-up planet, and always there when I need it.”

A fierce kiss follows, and my eyes fall shut to fall under his spell when he dominates my mouth. I groan, loving the way this man makes me tingle all over.

Pulling back, he places his forehead against mine. “Fuckin’ adore your ass, woman.”

“Are you sure it’s my ass? I mean, you were raving about my pussy a moment ago,” I deadpan.

His husky chuckle causes gooseflesh all over my body. “Ass, tits, mouth, mind, it’s a package deal I claimed, and like very much.”

Snorting, I murmur, “First the man uses adore, then downgrades it to like very much. At least, that’s what it sounds like in my mind.”

“I don’t do mush, darlin’.” He smacks my ass and places me back on my feet, making his cock slide out along with his cum.

Another reminder I need to get a pregnancy test. “Yeah, well, me neither so if we’re both not into mushy shit we shouldn’t be having unprotected sex. You know, babies and all.”

I turn to grab the bodywash and squirt a nice amount on my hand. When I start to rub my skin, I find Thorsten staring at me with a huge grin on his face.

“What?” I snap.

“I stuffed you full enough with my cum to make it take root inside your belly.” He groans and palms his cock, stroking it from root to tip. “Babe? I was wrong ’cause I sure as hell do mush when it involves you with a round belly, carrying our kid.”

My eyes go wide. “Fuck, no. Look at your cock. You’re hard, not soft. You don’t do kids. I never even thought about kids. Hell, I was a freaking virgin before I met you. Shit. It’s too soon, we’ve just started liking each other. Chemistry, lust, and desire should come with subtitles that remind yourself to use protection.”

His hand leaves his cock to grip the back of my neck and gently pulls me to him to connect our foreheads again. “I raised my younger brother since Rainer killed our mother right before our eyes. Falcon panicked ’cause he was holding her hand when my father shot her. He ran straight through a glass door.”

“Oh, damn,” is all I say.

I mean, what else is there to say to something so fucked up? It surely explains all the scars, covered by the ink on his body. His eyes become warm, and this intimate moment feels like another step forward when it comes to our relationship.

Especially when he says, “Our situation and upbringing isn’t what I’d want for my own kids, and I’ll make damn sure history won’t repeat itself.”

“You’re amazing,” I breathe.

“Right back at ya, babe,” he murmurs.

Loud knocking interrupts our moment, followed by Archer’s voice, “Tie a knot in your damn cock, Thorsten. I want to talk to my cousin right fucking now.”

“I really dislike your cousin,” Thorsten grumbles.

Chuckling, I reach for two towels and hand Thorsten one as I bellow, “I’m coming, Archer.”

“Multiple times on my cock,” Thorsten adds.

Our chuckles drown out Archer’s curses.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

– THORSTEN –

I’m wearing a huge smirk when we step into the hallway and look Archer in the eyes. My woman has flushed cheeks and it’s clear by our wet hair we both just stepped out of the shower.

Pulling her close, I place a kiss on the top of her head while keeping my gaze locked with her cousin. “You can use either my office or church for some privacy.”

“Thanks,” Archer grumbles.

Livi reaches for my leather cut and fists it. “Whatever you have to say I’d like for my old man to hear it too.”

Fuck. Sledgehammer to the chest. This woman slays me with her actions. No matter where we go from here, I’d kidnap her every damn time to make sure we stay together no matter what.

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