me. The prowl on his face shoots through my body. If I didn’t already plan on seducing him, my insides would be melting for him.
But the fear of losing Langston is what keeps me firm in my plan.
Langston takes my lips in his again, kissing me sweetly so as to seduce me. To shut me up with comments about how it isn’t safe.
I grab his neck, and I feel him wince. My eyes draw large. “Are you hurt?”
I remove my hand, but Langston catches it, putting it back on his neck.
“I feel better when you touch me.”
I hold my hand gingerly on his neck. “What happened? What surgery did you require?”
Langston smiles down at me. “The surgery doesn’t matter. The injuries don’t matter. What matters is that I’m here because of you. You saved me, and now it’s my turn to save you.”
“We can’t—” I gasp as he kisses down my neck. “You can’t rescue me. I have to save Declan first.”
He grabs the hem of my shirt and lifts it over my head before kissing me again.
“We will, but I’m not letting you put yourself in danger again. We do this together, not with Corbin.”
My eyes heat. I try to push our conversation out of my head because we won’t be facing the danger together. Langston won’t be saving me. I’ll be the one saving him.
7
Langston
I told her we’d do this together. We’d take down her father and rescue Declan together.
It was a lie.
I can’t have her anywhere near her father. I can’t go through what I went through last time we faced her father’s men. I won’t let her face a firing squad again. She has to be safe, so that’s what I plan on doing. I’ll get her the hell out of here and back to my island with the kids. Back to where I can keep her safe, while Maxwell and I meet with her father to end this.
You might think I need a big team with lots of men to approach her father, but sometimes sneaking in with as few people as possible is better than a full-on attack with a full team. The dozens of people he can see coming and protect against, but with one or two, it’s harder to know my next move.
Tonight though, I’ll be enjoying my wife before I send her on the first plane out of here. It might be the last time I ever fuck her, so I plan on making the most of it by giving her a night that neither of us will forget.
Her sultry eyes and luscious lips pull me toward her.
“I want to fuck you slow and sweet. Make love to you like a husband should.”
She smirks. “I don’t want you to make love to me. I want you to fuck me.”
Jesus Christ, this woman is perfect. How did I ever manage to stay away from her? To hate her?
Because I wanted to avoid losing her at all costs.
I can’t lose her.
She has to stay alive. That’s all I care about.
Me—I know I’m as good as dead. I’m not invincible.
Our lips join once again, crashing hard as our tongues swell and sweep through each other’s mouths like a tornado. I’m dizzy from the first kiss. I could blame it on the blood loss I endured, but it’s because of her. Everything I ever feel is because of her.
I’ve wasted so much of my life not having her. The second my hands touch the smooth skin just above her hips, I grow frantic. I can’t wait to have her.
I grab her jeans and yank; they slide down her hips without even unbuttoning them. She’s lost weight. With everything we’ve been through, food has been the furthest thing from her mind. The anxiety and stress make it hard. I’ll have to send her back with orders to Kai and Siren to put some weight back on her.
But that isn’t what has my eyes transfixed. My eyes are glues to the still fresh knife wound over her stomach. She’s applied a gauze bandage to cover the spot, but I still mourn what she lost. Did we lose a child? Did she lose the ability to have more children?
She unhooks her bra and slides her panties down her body while I watch, speechless, still lost in thought.
She smiles a seductive grin as she hooks her fingers into my jeans and jerks me to her, breaking me from my worried trance.
“Naked, now,” she purrs.
I don’t have time to undress.