Page 44 of Vengeful Reign

“Say it. Say you understand.”

“I understand,” I breathe out around his strong fist. My pussy throbs as I wear his five-finger necklace.

“Say you’re mine forever.”

“I’m yours forever.”

“Good fucking girl.” He rips off my shorts and stuffs his fingers into my heat, soaking them. “So damn wet for me. You like your necklace, don’t you?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Good, because so do I.” He releases his cock from his pants and in one slick movement, he slams himself deep inside of me, lifting me onto the edge of the sofa. “Fuck, I missed you.”

“Don’t be gone so damn long next time,” I demand. He fists my throat again and then licks my jaw.

“I can’t promise that, but I promise to come home and fuck you until you can’t walk,” he grunts, pumping his hipsforward until we’re both covered in sweat and coming hard. I feel him unload all over my insides.

“You know I’m not on anything and we’re not using any protection,” I reminded him.

“Good. We’re starting to add to the family,” he grunts, he double pumps inside me a little harder, emphasizing his point.

“Are you serious? You don’t mind?”

“Give me a minute and I’ll show you again how serious I am, but first, we need to talk.” I forgot about the entire reason I was upset—Jeremy.

He pulls out and tucks himself away before sliding my panties and shorts up, patting my panties against my mound. “I need to use the restroom and change.”

“Fine. Let’s take this upstairs. I’ll check on John while you do that.”

We meet in the bedroom twenty minutes later, and he’s sitting on the bed in just a pair of boxer briefs and an undershirt. “What happened to you?” I ask.

“You were taking too long, so I decided to use one of the other showers.” I blushed. Wanting to freshen up, I took a fast shower, but my mind started to wander, and wander. I guess I wandered too far off.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. I plan on fucking you again,” he growls.

“So tell me about Jeremy and you supposedly killing him.”

“I don’t know who this Jeremy asshole is, but I have a feeling I might. What I’m going to show you might be disturbing, and I’m only going to show you bits and pieces.”

“Okay.” He turns on a tablet, and it’s my home and Jeremy comes onto the screen. “What’s Jeremy doing in my house?” He starts ranting about me and marrying, kidnapping, and the works. I hear the call to someone and then the door opens. Jack puts the tablet to his chest for a minute, and then the gunshot goes off.

“You killed him?”

“No. I’m the one he’s on the phone with. See, I didn’t know that’s the supposed Jeremy. That was my long-time associate, Giles. He and I go back about five years.”

I gasp. “My dad said you sent him after me.”

“Like I’d let another man taste these lips. Fuck. If I got a chance, I would have killed him myself. He set us up to find you and John. He knew I wasn’t the kind to kill a woman, and he thought I would just leave you be.” He caresses my cheek. “No way in hell did he think I’d fall for you, but I did. I fell fucking hard. I love you, Nora. I don’t know when it happened, but you make me feel things I don’t understand. Well, the lust I got, but there is so much more. Today, I understand completely. Being away from you was harder than anything I’ve ever done. The flight home was a nightmare thinking you might want to leave me over something I had nothing to do with.”

“Jack, I love you too. I’ve been trying to figure this out. Yes, lust definitely contributed to it, but I feel safe when I’m with you and for a mobster, that’s something I hadn’t expected. Especially after having met your father before, I never wanted to be a part of the MacNamara family.”

He lets out a deep chuckle with a nervous glint in his light eyes. “I can’t say I blame you. Nora, marry me, not because I’m forcing you.”

“Actually, I kind of like that idea.” Something about Jack’s domineering ways always sat well with me.

“Well, then, Nora, you will fucking marry me because I said so, and you know damn well I’ll make you.” He wraps his hand around my throat and pins me to the bed.

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