Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
I'm going to spend a long damn time making her forget how that felt.
Alexei and Sergei are in jail. They'll stay there until they go to trial. And then they'll go to prison. There won't be any getting out of it for them. If we're lucky, the Bratva will find them wherever they're sent and take care of the problem. It's what they deserve. You don't target women and children and get to walk away from that like nothing happened. Fuck that. Some lines shouldn't be crossed. They trampled the hell out of it.
Nate may be on the cusp of adulthood, but he's still just a kid.
And right now, I think he's grateful as hell to be back home with his sister fussing over him. The love between the two of them is obvious. They'd do anything for one another. I'm happy as hell to know I'll have his help looking after her. And a little bit fucking worried that I'll be looking after him too. He's just like her. They're going to stress me the fuck out.
I can't wait.
"Me too," he murmurs and then clears his throat. "Um, I'm sorry I worried you, Nina. For the record, I knew you were going to be worried, but I decided to do what I did anyway. I kept my phone off so you couldn't find me. I didn't come home because I knew you'd talk me out of it."
"Nate," she says softly.
"I wasn't going to let you die," he says, a hitch in his voice. "You're the only thing I've got."
I disappear into the bedroom, giving them a little privacy. They need it after the last few days. And my ass needs a bed. Pronto.
I strip down and crawl onto the bed, groaning.
I thought maybe I should stay at my place tonight, but they both insisted I stay here with them. It's where I wanted to be anyway, so I didn't argue too much. Spending the night in Nina's arms? Fuck yeah, that's where I want to be. Any night of the week.
"Are you asleep?" Nina whispers a little while later, crawling over me. Her ass settles against my hips, and my dick immediately turns to steel.
"No," I rumble, grasping her hips. It's a lie. I definitely dozed off. But I'm wide awake now.
She runs her hands down my chest, her touch gentle. "You look awful, Emmett."
"Mm. Know what would make me feel better?" I crack one eye open, looking at her.
"What?"
"You settling that pussy down on my cock and riding me soft."
"Emmett!" Her cheeks blaze with heat.
"I'll be a good boy and lay still, Red."
"No, you won't."
She's right. I won't. But she doesn't tell me no. Instead, she rocks against me, grinding her clit against the head of my cock.
We both moan at the same time.
"Fuck, that feels good."
"Yeah? You feel better already?"
"No. You should keep doing it. But with me inside you."
She laughs softly and then lifts up slightly.
I growl, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise as she slowly sinks down on me, the heat of her cunt searing my cock. Christ, being inside her is like coming home. It's perfection every damn time.
"I love you," she moans, tipping her head back as she begins to rock on top of me, taking me deep and then sliding almost all the way off before starting over. She moves slowly, carefully, as if she's afraid to hurt me. But I'm not feeling any pain right now. All I feel is her.
"Then marry me, Red," I rasp.
Her eyes fly open wide.
"I asked Nate for permission. He said it's up to you." I buck my hips slightly, pushing deeper. "You know you want it, baby. You want this for a lifetime."
"Emmett," she whimpers.
"Say yes, Nina," I growl, bucking my hips again. "Tell me that I can keep fucking you like this forever. That I can keep loving you forever. That you'll have my last name, let me give you my babies and the world."
"Yes," she moans.
My balls churn, the need to come overwhelming as she gives me the entire fucking world in a single syllable. I slip my hand between us, rubbing circles against her clit.
It doesn't take much to send her over the edge. When she goes, I go with her, chanting her name, panting. So fucking lost in her I don't think I'll ever be found again. Frankly, I don't want to be found again. I want this right here for the rest of my life.
This is fate.
This is forever.
She slumps against my chest before trying to roll to the side. I quickly wrap my arms around her, keeping her right where she is.
"You're hurt," she protests weakly.
"Never too much to hold you," I murmur, brushing my lips across her forehead. "Never too much for this."
She settles against me with the sweetest sigh, her hand curled around my neck. "Thank you, Emmett," she whispers, pressing her lips to my skin.