Page 47 of Devil Inside: Green

“Yeah,” she whispers all breathy and rolls her hips into me again. It blows my mind that anything could feel this good. The pussies at the club will give a brother whatever he wants. With Dela, it was always a fight to be the dominant one. That’s not how it is with Danni. Neither of usneedsthe dominance. She lets me take it because she knows I’m always going to give her what she needs the same way I know she’s going to give me what I need even when she’s in the submissive role.

I adjust her knees to touch my ribs and then use one of my hands to press down on her pubic bone. She melts beneath me from that one simple move as I touch my forehead to hers feeling everything. Despite the slow pace my heart races and I need to let go. Before I do, I whisper, “Love you, Danni.” And I just let loose, testing the limits of the condom while she shatters beneath me. I’m torn. Do I watch her orgasm or live in the moment of mine?

She’s a fucking sight to behold, but in the end, my orgasm undoes me. I roll off her, dropping my bent arm to cover my eyes while I try to collect myself.

“All I got to do to make you come that hard is tell you I love you?” I tease.

“It doesn’t hurt.” She shrugs, then pats my chest playfully. “Don’t worry. Someday the shine from those words will wear off.”

The fuck they will. I roll right back on top of her, moving my hands up to hold her cheeks to keep her looking right at me. “No, they won’t. Some men might be okay with letting something as precious as that die. Hear me, Danni. I’m not one of those men. Waited my whole damn life for you. We might not always get along. There’ll be times in our life when you want to throat punch me and I’ll want to spank your ass, but then you’ll whisper, ‘I love you,’ preferably while taking my cock, and I’ll whisper it back. Our world will set to rights again—because of those words. You get me?”

“I get you, Green,” she replies sounding all choked up. Yeah, she gets me.

“Okay, showering together or you want to go first?” I ask. Her response is to pull me up from the bed with her. What did I do to deserve this woman? God, I’m the luckiest fucking asshole in the world.

Using our hands and mouths, I make her come two more times in the shower and she gives me one more. Once we’re cleaned up and dressed, I lead her by the hand out to the common to grab some breakfast and make sure Jack knows no hard feelings. He’s not around. Danni goes behind the bar into the kitchen and I follow her in there.

She turns on the oven then goes to the refrigerator, grabbing the jug of milk and carton of eggs. “Bread?” she asks, and I walk to the cupboard we keep the bread in to grab her the loaf. It’s a full one.

As she whisks milk and eggs together, she says, “You want to get bacon spread out on a baking sheet?”

“A baking sheet?” I’ve never seen bacon cooked on a baking sheet. But she nods, so I have to assume she knows what she’s doing. Then she greases a separate baking sheet and starts laying the bread she’s soaked in the milk and egg mixture on the pan. “That looks like French toast.”

“It is.”

“You’re frying it on a baking sheet?”

“No, I’m baking it on a baking sheet. It’s faster and allows everyone to eat at the same time without the food going cold.”

And damn if she doesn’t know what she’s doing because right on cue as if she hired them to appear at this time, Cutter and Rough walk into the kitchen.

“What? No coffee?” Rough asks.

“There will be when you make some,” Danni replies without missing a beat and both my brothers snicker, Rough shaking his head, but he reaches into the cupboard to get the coffee.

We get the pans in the oven and she sets a timer on her phone. The scent of the brewing liquid life fills the room with us.

“Aja at work?” Danni asks Cut.

“No—I’ve got news. Reap wanted Dusty to take a couple vacation days while he’s gone, but that went over about as well as a lead brick tossed into a pond. Aja’s here. Come meet Freya.”

“You had the baby?”

He smiles like a damn proud dad. “Yeah, and she’s beautiful, just like her mom. Fuck…” He laughs. “Never thought I’d be this guy.”

Danni lifts the still-filling carafe to pour us each a mug then sets it back to let it finish filling and we walk out to see Aja and meet baby Freya.

Aja sits at a stool feeding the baby with a bottle, and she’s not just beautiful like her mom, she’s the spitting image of her mom. “Did you clone her?” I ask Aja as she lifts her head to greet us with a big smile.

“People keep asking that,” she says before Cutter bends in to kiss her, then he presses a kiss to the baby’s head.

“Want to hold her?” she asks me and whoa—I don’t think that’s a good idea.

“I like babies as a concept, but I’m not so sure I should be holding one.”

Danni sets her mug down and steps to my side. “I’ll be right there with you. You’ll be fine.”

She has more confidence in my abilities than I do, and yet, because she asks and I’m a sucker for giving in to Danni, holding her hand, I step around the bar to Aja.

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