Page 21 of Forbidden Vow

“I’m coming, Darius.”

“Next time it will be in my mouth.” He rode her harder, deeper, faster.

“Come with me,” she screamed.

And, for the first time in years, Darius Kent followed directions.

Small pulses started deep in her core. Her thighs clamped around his so tight, he could hardly move. The first scream, surprised, the rest…tugged an arrogant “who’s the man” smile to his lips as he roared his own release.

As they lay there, a sweaty heap of tangled limbs, Darius said, “tomorrow, we move.”

Raven smiled. “Tomorrow, you’ll have my answer.”

When Darius drifted off to sleep with Raven tucked against his chest, he believed he’d won her over. Or he had, until his son’s heart-stopping screams jarred every adult in the suite from sleep.