Page 26 of Fated Surrender

Rian’s mouth dropped and he swayed in his chair. Damian began to fan him with some napkins.

Connor turned his attention back to Madison, who was biting her lower lip and laughing. He grinned at her.

“Wow, Connor, like wow,” Kate said dreamily.

He winked at his friend and both Bran and Caleb growled.

“I can’t believe you have been hiding this all these years. Do you have a Sentinel windbreaker? They are hot!” Damian asked. And just like that his good mood evaporated. Madison stood and took his hand in hers.

“What? What did I say?” Damian asked, concern on his face.

“Nothing, sweetie, it’s just he learned of a friend’s death tonight and it involved the agent’s windbreaker, that’s all. Come on, Robocop. It’s time for good little fry cooks to go to bed,” Madison said, kissing the back of his hand.

“Call us, Connor, if it gets too bad. We’ll come over with comfort food any time day or night!” Rebecca vowed.

“We know you can’t tell us everything, but sometimes not being alone helps,” Felix offered.

“Even with all the shit you’ve dealt with over the years you were always there for us. You always made time to listen,” Bran said, admiration in his eyes.

“I can handle y’all’s problems. They are a relief after some of the stuff I have seen,” Connor admitted.

“Go home and make me some grandbabies,” Ma said, grinning at her son.

Connor nearly tripped over his feet.

“Ma!” he said, blushing.

“Come on, stud, before you short-circuit Rian again,” Madison said, blowing kisses at Rian.

“Seriously though, Connor, if you know some guys that need a shoulder to cry on, or any other body part, send them my way,” Rian offered magnanimously.

Connor walked into the house behind Madison and locked the door behind him. When he turned back around, his mate had slipped out of her dress and was walking up the stairs naked except for a pair of thigh-high stockings and her high heels.

Connor jogged up the stairs behind her. He had plans for his wildcat. She was going to be giving herself to him tonight, all of herself. Her heart included.

When he walked into the bedroom she lay back on her elbows, watching him with a sexy smile.

“Want to frisk me?” she asked. He shook his head. Instead, he went to the closet and pulled out four silk ties. She watched him come back into the room and looked at the ties.

“What are they for?” she asked.

“You’ll see. Lie back, baby. I would cuff you, but the metal would hurt that gorgeous ivory skin of yours.” Connor walked over to the far side of the bed.

Lazily, he secured one wrist to the solid oak bedpost then the ankle. He walked around to the foot of the bed and secured her other ankle and then finally her other wrist. He walked to the foot of the bed and stood there looking at his mate.

“You know this is doing nothing for me,” Madison said, shaking her wrist at him. He smiled wickedly at her.

“Connor?”

“I may not have told you everything there was to know about me, but I never lied to you. You, however, have been a very bad mate. You lied to me about something important.” Connor crossed his arms and watched her face. As predicted, she got angry.

“I never lied to you,” she seethed.

“Yes you did. I asked you if you were ready to be claimed and you said yes. That means opening your heart to your mate. You held that back. I said I love you earlier and you brushed me off. Now, you’re at my mercy.” Connor slowly removed his jacket.

“Connor, what are you going to do?”

“I will have my mate, all of her. I won’t be satisfied until I have your complete surrender.” Connor untucked his shirt and started to unbutton it one button at a time.

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