Page 72 of The Betrayal You Serve
Reaching out, I catch one that escapes with my thumb.
"Mine," I finally whisper when my need to move gets too much to bear.
"Yours," she agrees, making my chest puff out and my heart to ache in an entirely different way.
Flexing my hips, I push deeper inside her before slowly pulling almost all the way out. Her velvet walls rippling around me, making me grind my teeth in my need to get it together long enough to at least get her off again.
"You feel… fuck, Princess. Like fucking heaven."
She nods at me, understanding exactly what I mean as I push back inside her body.
My lips part to say more, although I have no idea what's about to fall from me when she presses her fingers against them.
"No more," she says softly. "Just show me."
Dropping my lips to hers, I push my tongue deep into her mouth, searching for hers as I kiss her as slowly and as deeply as I fuck her. Showing her with every swipe of my tongue and thrust of my cock just how much she means to me.
Despite the fact I know we both want to up the pace—if history tells us anything, then we both know we’re fans of hot and dirty quickies—I never speed up. I want her to know this is different, that I am different, that this really is the beginning of something.
Something fucking mind-blowing.
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Letty
With one more thrust of his hips, I shatter in his hold and moan out my release into his kiss.
As my body convulses and pleasure washes through me, emotion slams into me too.
"Princess," Kane growls into our kiss before his body stills and his cock jerks deep inside me. I don't think about the fact he's bare again, I'm too overcome with everything that's happened this afternoon, everything that he's confessed to me.
"I choose you."
A sob erupts from my throat and the tears that were burning my eyes spill over and run over my temples.
"Letty," he says softly when he comes back to himself and finds me crying beneath him. "What's wrong?" His brows pull together in concern and while it makes me feel lighter, it also only makes my tears fall faster.
Throwing my arms around his shoulders, I pull him down onto me so his weight crushes me into the mattress.
He holds me for the longest time as I try to get my head around everything that's happened since he walked through that door and told me everything I didn't know I needed to hear.
But as amazing as hearing those words fall from his lips were, it comes at a cost. A huge fucking cost. His future.
I can't let him throw everything away for me. I refuse to let him.
"You're scaring me," he says, taking his weight from me and rolling us so we're both on our sides. "What's wrong?"
It takes me a few seconds, but eventually, I find the courage to open my eyes and look into his concerned ones.
"I—" I blow out a breath. "I can't let you do this, Kane. I can't."
Lifting his hand, he cups my cheek, wiping away my tears.
"I'm not asking you to let me do anything, Let. This might surprise you, but I don't do anything I don't want to do."
A laugh erupts at his words because I may have experienced that to be the case a time or two.
"I know but—"
