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Chapter 173
Four or Dead
His features soften, and he looks around the kitchen. "How about we
put away the groceries, and you give me a tour of your house?"
Between the two of us, the groceries are quickly stored in the cabinets. I only leave out what I need for lunch and then show Max around my house
First, I take him to the living room, which I use more as an office
There's not much to see, and we quickly go to my room. Max is quiet as he looks around. If he dares to say something about the size of my room-which is the size of a shoebox-I am kicking him out
"Are you happy here?" His question takes me by surprise
"T am...at peace."
"At peace," he murmurs and sits on my bed. His face, handsome and noble-like, looks up at me. "Let me make you happy the way you deserve."
How I want that, but what he is saying is too good to be true. "You will hurt me. And I don't think I can survive it this time."
"Give me just one chance to prove to you that I meant everything I said," he asks
"This is not true. Nothing of what we talked about so far is true." He murmurs my name. "It is real. You, me, and this island." "Tt was just a dream." I need to leave this place and get away from him
"If you even think about leaving, I fucking swear to God, I will shackle you to me."
"This is real," I decide. For now. The walls close in on me, and when he pulls me into his lap, I feel like going up in flames. "Max," I breathe out his name
"Sofia, are you burning like I am?"
I need him and his touch, and I don't think I can ever live without it
His hand comes to rest on my stomach, and I see the question forming in his eyes. But I can't let him know, not yet, at least, so I shake my head. The light in his eyes vanishes
"T need a shower," I mumble and get up and run to the bathroom. Max follows me. "I thought we would only have lunch together and see where things take us," I try to avoid the inevitable
I turn on the shower, and I unzip my dress
"T am not a patient man, Sofia. The moment I saw you, I imagined all the things I would do to you."
He takes off his t-shirt
The air leaves my lungs. "What would you do to me?"
I should not have asked that, not when we are in my bathroom, half- naked. At least he is, as I still have my dress on
"Let me see you," he rasps
Don't do it, Angel
Do. Not. Do. It
My mates don't want me, but the pure hunger on Max's face lets me know that he does want me. Maybe the two of us can find some happiness together
The dress pools at my feet, leaving me only in a bra and a pair of panties. A growl of appreciation comes from him. "Sofia," he reaches for his belt, "tell me to stop," and undoes his pants, "or else I will fuck you right here," he groans as he ditches all his clothes. He is hard
Deliciously hard
"T haven't been with a man in a while." The last one to be inside me was Reyes. After the beating Carlos gave me, my crotch area hurt for weeks before it finally healed. I haven't looked at or touched it, scared that he ruined me. The doctor at the Sanctuary told me that everything looked as it should and intercourse wouldn't be painful, but I am still nervous. What if-?
I stop my insecurities from fucking with my head and make a decision
that, I hope, is the correct one
I take off my bra and panties. His eyes darken with lust
"Sofia." My name is like a prayer on his lips. "I can't promise to be gentle, but I promise to worship your body for the rest of my existence."
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I am still a sucker for sweet words
And I want that. I want happiness and a happy ending, too
I nod, letting him know that I want him just as much as he wants me
He sinks to his knees and kisses my pussy before flicking the tip of his tongue over my clit. I suck in a breath. Oh fuck, I forgot how good it feels. I spread my legs to give him better access, and he looks up at me as he licks me. My fingers lace through his hair, and his palms grab my ass
When I am trembling with need, he stands and kisses me. He is rough and possessive, just like I knew he would be. His tongue slips between my lips, exploring my mouth, while his palms grab my thighs and he lifts me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist. I have never felt like this, I am afraid I am going to explode into flames at any moment
Never did I feel like this, like I would die if he doesn't fuck me right now. Once, I mistook this for madness, but I know now what it is. It is not lust but a craving that goes beyond body and soul. A craving for
what is mine
Max takes us to the shower, the lukewarm water raining over us. He glues my back to the tile wall and enters me with a quick thrust of his hips, and I cry out against his mouth. He is so impossibly big
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