I roll her off me and strip before stretching out over her, caging her body beneath mine. She opens her legs and cradles my hips at her core, and I can feel her heat. I drag a hand down her face where her lip is split.

“I’ll fecking kill the arsehole who touched you. If it was Eoin, I’ll break into the medical examiner’s office and stab his body repeatedly until I feel justified.”

She cups my cheek where my stubble is turning into a beard. “I love your vengeance, but it’s okay. Carson killed one of the men who hit me, and the other, the guards killed. As for Eoin, he barely touched me. He was so out of his mind he couldn’t control himself. Just make love to me.”

I pull back, line my cock up with her entrance, and slowly slide into her tight heat.

“Did the doctor check you over?” I ask as I settle deep inside her body.

“Yes. Now feck me.”

I pull out to the tip and slide back in. I repeat the motion in long, steady thrusts, not wanting to rush it for either of us. She moans, and her hands slide all over my body. I should’ve showered after being in that dirty cell, but I wanted her first. I’ll never deny her, and she wants and needs this.

I continue the slow rhythm until she starts to ripple along my cock. I shift up and change the angle. My cock hitting a different spot in her cunt. She cries out and grips her breasts, tweaking her nipples, as I hold her down and feck her deep. When she moans long and loud, I move faster until I come deep inside her body.

I roll us so she’s on top of me while I’m still balls deep inside her.

“I love you, Brody. Will you marry me?” she asks, then kisses my chest.

“Got your ring already, and I’ll get the priest here as soon as I can.”