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“You’re everything I’ve ever needed, Nila.” His voice was hoarse and deep. “Through every day, every text message, every awful debt, I gave you my heart.” He nudged my nose with his. “And now, you own all of it.”

My nipples tingled against his chest as my uninjured arm wrapped around his muscular waist. There was no space between us. His heart pattered against mine and I never wanted him to leave. My pussy quivered with aftershocks of our orgasm—milking Jethro’s erection still inside me.

He chuckled, causing his cock to jerk. “Eager for another round, Ms. Weaver?”

I gasped, shivering with a mixture of happiness and distress at my last name. “Always.”

Tilting his head, he breathed, “Kiss me, Needle.”

My heart leapt into my mouth as I kissed him with everything I had left. Our lips met hot and wet, the crackling lust of sex mixing with the erotic promise of more.

My fingers disappeared into his hair, holding him like he held me. Our hearts once again spoke silently as his kiss turned demanding and infinite. His cock thickened inside me as his tongue drove in and out, fucking my mouth just like he’d fucked my body.

I couldn’t love him anymore than I did. I couldn’t ask for any more than I’d been given.

Whatever he’d done tonight still tainted the air around us. The undercurrent of death and destruction hadn’t dissolved, but the allure of a bright and untwisted future grew stronger every minute.

It would take time for us to move on. But wewouldmove on.

All of us.

Because we deserved it.

With him inside me, we were inseparable.

Now and forever.

He’d proposed.

I’d said yes.

We were each other’s.

For eternity.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Jethro

MY HEART COULDN’T handle any more stimuli.

Not after yesterday’s rush of terrible highs and morbidly low lows. And yet, I had no choice but to endure more.

In my right hand, I held my sister’s. In my left, I held my fiancée’s, unknowingly passing emotional messages as natural as breathing.

Last night, we’d become more than two people beneath the spray. We’d become one.

Things had changed between us.

There was a new layer to our connection. A deeper, unbreakable bond—an indescribable friendship.

And as much as I wanted to deny it, I needed Nila’s friendship and support more than anything today.

Today.

I swallowed hard, hating the word.

I would forever remember this day. I would foreverdespisethis day.