“You’re safe here,” I try to tell her in a low, rough voice. But it comes out sounding like something completely different. It sounds like a vow.
Her breath hitches, and her gaze flicks to my mouth.
She wants me. I can feel it. Even shaking and exhausted… She wants me.
I feel Mikey’s eyes on us, but he doesn't stop me. He leans back and watches, letting me take the lead like he always does when I get like this.
“Julia,” I murmur, brushing my thumb across her lower lip. “Look at me.”
She does, instantly.
God, she’s so obedient, and she doesn't even realize it.
Not because she is weak, but because she trusts me. And that’s even worse. It makes my chest ache.
“I wasn’t lying earlier,” I say. “You’re not spending tonight alone.”
She swallows, and I watch her throat bob. “Okay.”
But that’s not enough for me. Not right now.
I slide my hand to the back of her neck, guiding her forwards until her knees press together and her breath fans across my collarbone.
“You said you don’t want him ruining our lives,” I whisper into her ear. “You think you’re a burden?”
She stiffens to my words, and I tighten my grip.
“Let me be very clear for you, little dove,” I growl. “You are not a burden. You’re ours.”
Her breath stops completely, and the air in the room thickens.
“Ours?” she whispers.
Mikey’s voice comes from the couch, low with desire. “Yes.”
I feel her shiver, and she tries to speak, but her voice comes out soft and shy. “Then… show me.”
Those three fucking words end me.
I pull her into my lap in one motion, fast enough that she gasps.
Her thighs fall over mine, as her hands land on my shoulders. I feel her body melting against me, like she was always meant to fit here.
Mikey sits forward, putting his elbows on his knees. His eyes darken as he watches her perch on top of me.
“Easy, baby,” He says, nice and slow. “Let him take care of you.”
I drag my nose along her jaw and breathe her in.
She smells like fear fading into want.
“Tell me no,” I murmur against her skin. It’s the last chance I’ll give her.
She doesn't hesitate as she tilts her head for me, offering me her throat.
“Don’t stop,” she whispers.
A low sound tears out of me. It's feral and something I've never let anyone hear. I press my mouth to her neck, kissing and claiming her.
