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“Those are not the words that I need from you.” He turns me to face the wall again, the scarf twisting above my bound wrists. “You’re going to give me more than that before the night is over.”

I catch the sound of him opening his fly before he pins me to the wall, his erection pressed against my backside. Christ, I’ve missed this. Feeling him against me…inside of me. “I missed you,” I whisper, letting him take control like I’ve never let anyone before. “I thought about you every day.”

“You should have come back!”

“I couldn’t…I…oh!” I gasp when his massive girth snakes between my ass cheeks and through my slick folds. I moan helplessly when he rubs the head of his shaft over my sex, teasing me until my arousal drips down my thighs. “Please.”

“I need you to promise me that this is the last time you’ll run from me, little bird. Promise me that you’re mine. You’ll stay with me. Forever. Promise me you’ll be my wife.”[KB39]

I already know my answer. I’ve known it all this time. “I promise,” I sob, my thighs trembling and my sex aching desperately for him, but he still doesn’t give in. More? He needs more words? “I’ll stay, I promise. I’ll move to Chicago after my graduation. I’ll marry you, I’ll be your wife. I’m yours, just please…Knox, I need you.”

“Say it again!” he hisses, inching into my aching sex but stopping halfway. “In that order, say it again, and I’ll make it all happen.”

God. Oh God!

“I’ll move to Chicago, and I’ll marry you.”

“Goddamn right you will,” he roars, thrusting into me so hard my feet inch off the floor. He fills me completely, stretching me deliciously with his massive girth until he’s all I feel. “You are mine!”

And then he takes me. In rough, brutal thrusts that lift me clear off the floor. With my hands tied above my head, I’m completely at his mercy. I’m under his control, and it allows me to finally let go of all pressure as he reclaims my body, mind, and soul.

I let him take me in rough thrusts that force me up the wall and onto my tiptoes. He’s a man on a mission, hitting all the right spots, robbing me of my breath and wit. His breath comes in quick pants, fanning my ears and telling me that he’s as close to the edge as I am.

“Oh God!” I cry out when he slides his fingers between my legs and strokes my clit in fast circles, and it doesn’t take long before I’m screaming in pleasure, body trembling violently and sex pulsing wildly around his shaft. It takes him three more thrusts before his muscles tense against mine. My mouth partsin a whimper as he swells inside of me, flooding me with heavy spurts. He flattens me into the wall as he pounds into me, his moves rough and jerky as my spasming sex milks him to his last drop.

“Mine,” he growls, his pulsing cock still buried inside of me. “The man your mother intended for you to marry…I would have killed him before he could walk down the aisle. He and every other man who dares look your way.”

His words should scare me. I know enough about this man to know he’s not joking about any of it, so instead of wasting my breath trying to get him to shake off thoughts of murder, I focus on the one thing I don’t understand.

“Why?”

“You need to be more clear than that, little bird.”

“Why would you go through all this for me?” I ask, turning my head to look at him. “I’m not as pretty as my sister. You said it yourself—I’m bossy and stubborn and can be a bit of a control freak.”

I gasp when he grips my chin to turn my face so I meet his eyes. “I don’t like it when people question my taste,” he rasps, smoothing his thumb over my lips. “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met. You’re smart and funny and bossy and yes, very stubborn, but I wouldn’t change a thing about you. Every part of you is what pulls me in.” He pushes my hair to the side and leans down to kiss my nape, sending a shiver through my body. “It’s why I fell in love with you.”

I gasp. “You love me?”

“Helplessly.” And then he’s moving his hips again, rocking his cock inside of me slowly. “I’ve never felt this way about any other woman before. You’re it for me, Ruth Chester.”

The tears are back, and this time I let him see them. “I love you,” I choke out. “Recklessly…hopelessly. I love you.”

“Then let me love you forever. Trust me to take care of you, little bird. You’re safe with me,” [KB40]he rasps into my ear, thrusting slowly in and out of me, sending pleasure shooting from the spot where our bodies meet. “From this moment, little bird. I intend to keep you by my side forever.”

“And I intend to stay there…forever.”

Epilogue

Three Years Later

Knox

My wife looks so fucking beautiful, lying naked on the bed, blindfolded and with her wrists bound to the bedposts. A goddamn wet dream is what she is. She grabbed me by the throat the first time I saw her, and that hasn’t changed in the three years of our marriage. She still robs me of my breath every time I look at her, and tonight is no different.

And she’s all mine.

I knew I had to have her from the moment I saw her. Standing just inside the bar, covered by the glow of the smoke under the dim lighting and unbothered by all the eyes that were on her. She was gorgeous, drawing me in like a fucking moth to a flame, and that hasn’t changed. It never will.