by Sophia Gray
I couldn’t have agreed more. But even so, I was nervous. The little black box was burning a hole in my pocket and I’d yet to figure out how I was going to ask her. I’d set this whole thing up—the weekend at the cabin, the romantic night at her show, the evening with just the two of us—but even knowing how much she loved me, I couldn’t help but consider what it would feel like if she said no.
I’d be devastated.
Swallowing down my fear, I finally turned to her. “Elle?”
“Hm?” she responded contentedly.
I took a deep breath, then said, “I have to ask you something.”
She pulled her head up from my chest and looked up at me with huge blue eyes. “What is it, Ciaran? What’s wrong?”
Reaching into my pocket, I gripped the black box and slowly pulled it out. My eyes stayed locked with hers. “Nothing’s wrong. In fact, nothing’s been wrong since you walked into my life. I didn’t know things were all messed up until you showed up and fixed them. I didn’t know it, but you were what I was missing. My whole life, you were what I was looking for.”
Her cheeks turned a bright red as a smile lit her face. Her eyes glistened a little and I worried that she might cry, but she held it back. “Ciaran, I—”
But before she could finish, I leaned down and covered her mouth with mine. I pressed a deep kiss to her lips, opening them and exploring the inside of her mouth, tasting her. I could feel desire coursing through my veins like blood. I wanted her. I needed her. Mind, body and soul. My body called to her. I could feel myself growing hard, the need to take her here and now becoming so strong that I nearly lost sight of what I was about to do.
Nearly.
Breaking the kiss, I pulled away, breathing heavily. Elle’s face was flushed, her eyes hooded, and her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths.
“Elle, be my wife. I want you to be mine—officially and forever.”
I showed her the box, letting it sit lightly in the palm of my outstretched hand. Her eyes went wide and she stared at it. With trembling hands, she picked up the box. She opened the lid. “Oh, Ciaran, it’s beautiful.”
“Say you’ll be mine,” I told her, grabbing her by the shoulders and pulling her to me.
Her lips trembled, her eyes flashed. And the words that came from between those pretty, parted lips were the best ones I had ever heard in my life. “I’m already yours. Yes, Ciaran, I’ll marry you.”
I kissed her again and this time I didn’t hold back. I pulled her to me and tore off her clothes, frantic with the need to touch her, to be buried inside of her. I made love to her again and again that night and every time the firelight caught the ring on her finger, I felt my love and pride grow.
She was everything to me—and now she was finally mine.
THE END
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SEX ISN'T ENOUGH – I NEED HER TOTAL SUBMISSION.
I've got demons on my trail and skeletons in my closet.
But they won't stop me from making her mine.
I need her to submit everything to me:
Her innocence. Her willingness. And her womb.
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But the new girl at the bar is awakening things in me I never knew were there.
She's running from her past, just like me.
It's easy to recognize the hunger in her – I feel it, too.
She's terrified – of the wrong things, though.
She thinks her criminal ex-boyfriend is going to come hurt her.
But what she should be scared of is something much closer…
Me.
I'm starving for a taste of her purity.
I want her to give it to me – all of it.
I want her on her knees, begging me for permission to move a single muscle.
I get what I want, of course.
I always do.
But it doesn't take long before dominating her isn't enough.
I need more.
Her body alone won't satisfy me.
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