Page 98 of For Your Heart
“I love you,” he says and my heart dances as if it’s still the first time I’ve heard him say it. “Simon’s right. I wouldn’t have brought you home to him if I didn’t love you and plan to keep you forever. We’re just going to have to work on what that forever looks like. But don’t doubt at all that I want you in it, Sage.”
“You really want to marry me?” I ask, because I can’t help myself.
“Yes, absolutely. I told you; forever. You’re mine.”
“Can I have your last name?”
He tilts his head a little. “I’d love that, but you don’t have to.”
“I want to. And I want to move out of my house. Maybe find a different job so my mother can’t find me.”
Damon smiles, nodding. But there’s something hard in his eyes. “Yes. We can do that. Whenever you’re ready.”
That makes it sound like if I want it next week, I can have it. With my stomach doing acrobatics that threaten to make me nauseous, I tell him I’m ready for bed. I try to ignore the way Declan is wrapped around Simon in the bed we’re going to be sharing as Damon leads me to the bathroom where we brush our teeth.
When we get back into the bedroom, we strip down to our underwear and Damon climbs in, pressing into Simon’s back. All those good feelings start to drop. Dissipate in the reawakened pain in my chest.
“Come here, Najee,” he says quietly.
I hesitantly follow him into bed, pressing into his back as he is Simon’s. Declan reaches for my hand right away and I meet his eyes for a brief second. It takes a long time for me to settle, even with their hands on me.
“I didn’t think I’d like being the big spoon again,” I say through a yawn.
Damon chuckles. “It’s nice when it’s where you want to be,” he says.
I nod and bury my face into his hair. He smells so good. He’s mine. I get to call this man mine forever. That’s what he said.
Curling into him further, I decide right here and now that Iwillfind a way to accept whatever relationship they have. I have to. Because Damon is mine and I don’t want to live without him.
Thirty-One
DAMON
The alarmon my phone goes off right as I finish tying up Sage. Reaching for it, I turn it off as I look at him. Fuck, he’s so goddamn hot like this. I mean, he’s hot anyway. Absolutely gorgeous. I’ve never seen a man hotter.
“I’m the hottest man alive.”
I snort, but grin. Declan’s only feeling marginally better. Zarek came around two days ago, but it feels… weird.
Sage tries to shift so he can see my phone since I’m still scrolling through the apps on it. But he can’t move, something I love more than fucking breathing. My wiggly puppy is rendered motionless. Helpless. My cock throbs. It can’t possibly be healthy to get so turned on by making your lover completely vulnerable and at your mercy for every single whim you can imagine.
There’s something so fucking thrilling about forcing him to be still. This man who is much bigger and stronger than me, is now unable to do anything other than what I want.
“Keep thinking like that and we’re both going to be hard all fucking day, psycho.”
That’s kind of the plan. But it’s entirely Sage’s fault.
“What’s the alarm for?” Sage asks, his sexy deep voice breathless. I reach out and stroke his big, perfect dick. He whines a little.
“Just reminding me that I need to go in fifteen minutes,” I say.
His eyes go wide. “What?” The alarm in his voice is equally thrilling as seeing him in ropes.
Smiling, I lean into him and kiss his lips until they’re swollen. “I told you when you begged me to tie you up that I didn’t have time to do what you wanted.”
“You’re going to leave me like this?” he asks. Fear blossoms in his pretty face.
Though it’s slightly awkward since he’s kind of twisted up right now, I bring him into my arms. “I love you, Sage Rossi,” I tell him and he moans quietly as I brush my finger across his cheek. “Here’s what I want to do and you can tell me if you’re on board. Okay?”
