Page 103 of Bound
I shake my head. “Never.”
Though his brows knit, he just drops his forehead to mine. “Well, I don’t know how or why, but you love me.”
I frown at him. “Because you’re a good man. An even better Fae. A warrior. You’re handsome and smart. And—”
With a groan, he kisses me again, holding me to him. His body pulses inside me and I gasp against his lips.
His chuckle is all male. “Baby girl, you keep that up and we won’t leave this cell.”
I blink blearily and try to glower. “Then don’t kiss me.”
He snorts. “Yeah. Don’t expect me to stop kissing you, Amoret.” Warmth shoots through my body and my heart gives a delighted stutter. “But for right now, we need to get the hell out of here.”
With his help, I climb to my feet. His seed trickles down my thighs and I have a moment of worry that we have used no protection in any of our couplings.
But if I had a babe, I would want Gage to be the father.
He bends and scoops my discarded panties. Using gentle, erotic motions, he wipes me up with the lace before tossing them into a dark corner. He slips his still impressive length into his jeans as I gape at him. “What am I supposed to wear now?” I ask.
His emerald eyes flash. “You don’t need them, baby. Promise.”
My mouth opens and closes. He stalks to me and palms my cheek in one calloused hand. His lips press hard to mine before he pulls back. But not before I catch the rush of affection and tenderness clouding his mind.
He laces his fingers with mine. “Come on. Let’s get the fuck out of here.”
Heart soaring, I follow him to the door.
