Page 106 of Innocent Prey of the Bratva
“I’m sorry, Kaz.” Her voice cracks. “I was wrong about you. I should have never doubted you. I thought…I thought you wanted me gone because I kept bringing chaos. Because I’m always the problem.”
“No,” I breathe, tightening my hold around her. “Never. Don’t say that.”
She pulls back just enough to look at me, her eyes glassy but clear. “But I thought—”
“I don’t care what you thought.” My hand cradles the back of her head, my voice low and rough. “I will never want you gone. You’re not the problem, Violet. You’re the reason I still know how to feel anything at all.”
Her lip trembles.
“I want to spend the rest of my life with you,” I say. “No rings. No grand words. No perfect moment. Just this.”
I cup her face, my thumb brushing a tear away. My forehead rests against hers.
“Marry me,” I whisper. “Or kill me. But please don’t leave me again.”
For a moment, we stay silent, then the moment shatters and we’re all over each other. We kiss like it’ll be our last time. Deep down, I want to take it easy with her. She’s been through a lot in such a short time. I owe it to her to be gentle, but she climbs into my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck, her lust for me obvious and desperate.
“Vi—”
“Kaz, please,” she begs, moaning into my mouth. “Please.”
I don’t waste any more time.
I lay her on the bed, quickly pulling off her clothes, our lips dangling together in a passionate battle neither of us wants to lose. As soon as she’s naked in my arms, I drag my mouth away from hers and kiss down her neck, sucking, licking, sucking, until I suck one hard nipple into my mouth.
She writhes beneath me, little moans falling out of her mouth, intoxicating me until I’m mindless with the need to bury myself so deep inside her.
“Violet, fuck,” I run my tongue across her nipple, teasing until they’re like hardened stones in my mouth.
I trail kisses down her body, holding her legs apart the lower I go. She’s trembling, her hands sinking into my hair, instinctively pushing me lower until I’m eye level with her wet, dripping pussy. The evidence of her arousal is instant, and it soaks the sheets and drips down her thighs.
I lick the entirety of her clit, my tongue moving leisurely along the bundle of nerves before sucking it into my mouth. She cries and whimpers, her eyes squeezed shut. I love seeing her come undone like this and knowing it was my doing.
I continue to alternate between teasing her with my tongue and sucking her gently, until her legs are clamped over my head, her ass lifted off the bed. I flatten my tongue and lick her from bottom to up, paying close attention to her engorged clit. The moment I sink my teeth into it, she erupts in an orgasm that almost suffocates the breath out of me.
Her eyes meet mine, and the next words that leave her mouth turn me into a sex-crazed madman.
“Fuck me, Kaz. Please.”
I yank my pants down so fast, I almost trip over myself. I remind myself to be gentle again, but Violet palms her breasts, wrapping two fingers around her nipples so hard, her lips part. The view is gorgeous, and it erodes all semblance of control. Iseat myself so deep inside her, she cries so loud, I know the crew heard.
I wrap her hair around my hand and snap her head back. “Look at me.”
She obeys, and the sight of her so completely wanton pushes me closer to the edge. I pound faster, feeling her clench around me like a hot vice. She thrashes like a tsunami hits her as she comes the second time, and I slam into her one last time, filling her with my seed.
She’s quiet beneath me, our breaths still uneven as the last tremors of our bodies fade. Her skin is flushed, damp with sweat, her lips parted. I kiss her softly—her shoulder, her collarbone, the corner of her mouth.
“I love you,” I whisper.
She stiffens slightly. Just enough for me to notice.
Her eyes meet mine, wide with something between disbelief and awe. Her lips move, but no sound comes out. She swallows hard, then whispers, “You…you do?”
I nod, brushing her hair off her face. “I’ve loved you longer than I’ve known how to say it.”
She stares at me, blinking fast. “I didn’t believe you the first time you said it.”
I raise a brow. “Do you believe me now?”
