Page 129 of Born of Storm


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“Sava…” she moans. “I-I need you.”

Without another word, I give my girl what she wants and slip my hand underneath her dress, tracing my fingers over her soaked pussy in the middle of New York City.

“You killed her for me, Severin,” Aurora whispers with a soft moan, watching me as I thrust my fingers inside her, hitting the spot every time. Those green eyes growing more and more mad with desire.

“Would it make you feel better if I told you she wasn’t going to make it anyway?” I pinch her nipple over the fabric of the dress. “It was just a matter of time, and time you didn’t have.” I seal my lips over her pulse point.

“No.” Aurora shakes her head, panting. “It wouldn’t because I didn’t feel bad about it even before. Does that make me a bad person?”

“No,” I groan out, my balls drawing up at her admission. “It makes you a part of my soul. The missing link of my dark heart.”

“Yesss,” she hisses. “It does.”

“Now, come all over my fingers before I lose it and fuck you right here on the fucking street.

“Yesss,” she moans and I let out a pained groan.

“No. The next time my cock will be in your pussy is to make love to you. To take my time with you. To kiss every inch of your skin as I slowly fuck you. Now, come for me, malysh, right. Fucking. Now.”

Within moments Aurora’s head was thrown back as her pussy gripped tight around my fingers. My girl was so beautiful whenshe came. My fingers were still inside her as she slumped against me, spent, and I felt it.

Our hearts finally beating as one. Without secrets.

“I’m sorry I ran away when your dad said those things,” Aurora says after I set her down and lick her clean off my fingers.

“It was my fault. I should’ve told you right away.”

“Promise there won’t be any more secrets between us,” she pleads, and when she catches my silence, her gaze narrowed on me. “Severin. What did you do?”

“Nothing criminal this time, I promise.” I slip my hand into the pocket of my jacket and pull out a golden band with a lavender heart-shaped diamond that I’ve carried in there since the day I asked her to marry me.

Aurora opens her mouth, her eyes wide, but before she can say anything, I drop to my knee.

“Aurora Johnson, will you do me the greatest pleasure and marry me?”

“Um, didn’t you already propose?”

“Yes, but you deserved a better proposal.”

She looks from me to the dark, dirty, and damp street around us and puckers her lips. “Yep, definitely an upgrade in scenery.” She rolls her lips to hide her laugh.

“Just put the damn ring on and let’s go home to our boy. Oh, and since we’re sharing secrets, I signed Emett up for professional training.”

And to the sound of her sweet laugh, I carry my bride, my love, my heart, home.

27

Always and forever

Aurora

Itmakessense.Everythingmakes so much sense now,I think to myself as Severin holds my left hand, the one with the prettiest ring I've ever seen, possessively. His thumb gently running over it back and forth.

Since the first day I met him—the conscious one—I've felt like I've known him. Like he was someone I've met before. And in a way, I had, because I was wearing her heart. And back in the hospital, I could hear him…I heard him talk to me.

He was the one pulling me out of that darkness.

God, how does something like this happen?