“Fuck you,” she bit.
“Why are you acting so afraid?” I demanded, searching her eyes, my thoughts running wild. “We both know you’re stronger than that.”
She watched me for a long time before turning her head away, glaring at something in the distance.
Oh my God, this…this…woman. “Olivia,” I said, enunciating her name carefully.
Her throat bobbed, her anger fading ever so slightly, her brows furrowing in fear as she watched the trees in the distance. She flexed her fingers a little and swallowed again, her breathing slowing. “You didn’t come back,” she finally said, causing me to pause.
I sat back a little, searching her eyes. Every thought in my mind freezing. “What?”
Her face hardened and she turned to face me head on. “You didn’t come back, youfuckingdick. You left me here. You were gone, and I was alone, and all I heard were gunshots in the distance.” Fear filled her eyes for less than a second before she hardened them again, glaring death at me. “It felt like a lifetime.”
And I was so shocked by her words, I couldn’t do anything but stare at her. At her beautiful bright green eye, the other one half blue, half brown. Filled with such anger. Anger at me. Because she thought I had died.
She was angry because she thought I was never coming back for her.
But I gave her my word. I had given her my word, and my word was everything.
My word would span across her life, across mine.
I would always find her.
Always.
Because she was…
Fuck, she was mine.
She wasmine.
“Dammit,” I breathed out and slammed my lips against hers, my heart thudding against my ribs as I released her wrists, one hand grabbing her neck, the other her hip.
I tightened my grip around her neck as her soft lips worked against mine, blood and tears mixing with our saliva as her tongue darted across my bottom lip.
I parted my lips, deepening the kiss, the taste of her on my tongue like heaven crashing to earth. Every word she had ever spoken, had ever written, had ever thought about, I could taste it all.
Her legs relaxed around me, falling to either side as her hands slid up over my shoulders, trying to push my jacket off.
I broke the kiss and sat back, watching her as I stripped off my jacket and then my shirt. I tossed them to the side and reached for hers, quickly tearing it off, discarding it with the rest before our lips crashed together again.
She moaned softly into my mouth, her hands clawing their way down my chest before finding my belt buckle, and I let her take it off, stealing it from her hands as soon as she ripped it from my pants.
I couldn’t catch my breath. I couldn’t think. All I wanted was her.
I sat back again, my cock throbbing, begging to be inside of her. “Take the rest off,” I told her as I threaded one end of my belt through the buckle.
She wasted no time tearing off her pink bra, shoes, leggings, and finally her underwear. She was so desperate for me that it wasn’t even a thought in her mind that I was about to take her on the forest floor.
“Wrists.”
She fell to her back again and held out her wrists, one resting on top of the other, her pupils fully dilated. No question, no hesitation.Fuck, she was mine.
Mine.
I slid the loop around them and cinched them down tightly, buckling the belt in place before taking the other loop and pulling her arms taut above her head, hooking it on a stump behind her.
She groaned, tracking me as I settled back between her legs, her body stretched to perfection, each of her labored pants revealing her ribs, her tits glowing in the sunlight, her knees up, her pussy glistening.
