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I moaned and squirmed, the intensity of the moment feeling like too much. I didn’t want to talk. I just wanted him inside me. Showing me that he was going to protect me.

But Michael wasn’t going to let me get off that easy.

No pun intended.

He pushed even closer to me, sliding his cock between my legs in a slow, teasing move that made me want to cry. Gripping my jaw with his hand, he kept my head still and forced me to look at him. “Tell me you know that I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you,” he said softly.

And my heart came so close to breaking that I thought it might never recover. Either that or it grew three sizes far too quickly and was about to explode.

I couldn’t really tell, and in the end, it didn’t really matter.

“I know you will,” I murmured.

It was the truth, though I’d doubted it for a moment. Now, though, with him standing there between my legs and my body vulnerable and ready in front of him, it was easy to admit that Ididknow he’d protect me to his last breath.

Not that I had to say any of that. The one phrase had been enough. He spread me and slid inside me, his eyes going soft and unfocused, and then he dipped his forehead to mine and stared at me as he held me against the wall and began to make love to me.

His movements were soft and beautiful, slow and teasing, as he buried himself to the hilt in my body and then slid slowly back out, moving in pieces so that I felt every inch of him. And when he started to move more quickly, his cock reaching deeper and deeper inside me, and I tried to look away, he reached up and held me there.

Forehead to forehead. Eye to eye. Like he was branding me with his thoughts while he was deep inside me.

I gasped and jerked, my body taking more of him than it ever had before, and I could feel that I was nearly at the end already. The combination of what he’d said, the possessive way he’d taken me, and his blue eyes staring at me like they’d never seen anything so beautiful was all too much.

It was too much.

“God, Michael,” I moaned.

He sealed his mouth over mine, stopping whatever I’d been about to say, and my body tipped over the edging, gripping him in spasms that never ended, stars and streaks of light shooting off behind my eyes as I held him to me.

He grunted and tipped over the edge himself, his movements becoming even jerkier and then slowing as he spurted up inside me, his breath harsh over my face and his fingers gripping me tightly.

And I held him to me until we were both finished, our breath slowing and our movements becoming hazier and hazier as we came down. When we were done, he lifted me off him and laid down on the floor with me, my face cushioned on his shoulder and his hand wrapped around my waist.

I was hazy with pleasure and the deepest emotionI’dever felt, and never wanted to move again. I wanted to stay here on this floor with Michael Rossi forever, reveling in what we’d just done together and how he’d made me feel. I wanted to give myself time to think about the way he’d come for me and protected me.

I wanted to figure out what it all meant.

But there was the small matter of the price on my head, and the killers coming after me.

“Should we really be laying around when I’m a wanted woman on the run?” I asked, trying very hard to make a joke out of the situation.

His chuckled rumbled through his chest under my cheek, and I closed my eyes in pleasure.

“No one is going to find you here, Penny. Only three people know that we even own this house.”

“Is one of them your father?”

“Absolutely not. Joseph and I decided a long time ago that we needed to be able to do things without him watching us. We bought this house off the books. Cash only. And we’ve never told anyone but your brother about it.”

So only Joseph, Michael, and Alf knew about it.

That was good news, I guessed.

“Is your brother going to protect me, too?” I asked quietly.

He leaned down and kissed my temple. “He’s known you most of his life. Of course he’s going to protect you. Sloane would kill him if he didn’t. And if she didn’t, I would.”

I propped myself up on my elbow and looked at him, confused. “You’d kill your own brother if he didn’t protect me? Why?”