Page 53 of One Kiss Isn't Enough
I want to follow her more than anything. Instead, I imagine her entering the baby’s room, her body relaxing as she sees her child again. She’s a good mother, and she would soften. Murmur something to him as she came in so he’d know she was there.
I was right. The cries taper off. She must have him in her arms now, holding him close.
If we were different people, I’d be in there with her. I feel more regret about that than I should. Having feelings like this is almost overwhelming, given how hard I’ve worked to keep them suppressed over the years.
It doesn’t matter. I won’t let them interfere. Madelyn and I will get to the end of this, whether it goes as planned or blows up in our faces.
I turn back to the men gathered at the table. If they noticed anything different about the way I treated her, they don’t give any sign of it. That’s a relief.
“Time to move on,” I tell them. “Any movement or word? Has anyone heard anything?”
MADELYN
He fills me with every thrust. Each motion is forceful and brutal, yet it all brings nothing but pleasure. With a pillow under my hips, he fucks me deep and rough. A cold sweat breaks out along my skin. I’m sore, deliciously used and my entire being is exhausted and sated.
As he buries himself fully inside of me, his hand roughly plucks my nipples and his pubic hair grinds against my clit. He’s an expert at playing me, at depriving me of pleasure until he’s ready.
It’s been that way for years now, and the memory of our first time against the brick wall of an alley flashes before my eyes as he tells me to come like the good little whore I am.
Just like he did then.
And I obey, dutifully coming undone for a man I’ve loved in secret for years.
As he loses himself to pleasure, the rhythmic pulses of his cock press against my walls and I swear I could come again just from the sensation.
He holds me, kisses me for a moment and then climbs off, leaving me waiting for a damp cloth to clean up. He’s gentle as he does it. I’ve always been in awe of how this man can be so cruel and so hell-bent on murder and vengeance, yet in the dark of night, alone with me, he has a side to him no one else sees.
Although I suppose it’s the same for me. I’m a duplicitous woman who married a man only to get back at him for my brother’s murder.
The bed groans as he wipes between my thighs and the cuffs attached to the bedpost clink.
“Do you want to use these?” I ask, only because they’ve been there since I arrived and he hasn’t once mentioned them.
“No, it’s for if they come in,” he states simply, even though dread consumes me.
No one can know I was a rat. No one can know we planned this for years. So much is in the hands of deceit. “You’ll say I put them on you at night,” he tells me, tossing the cloth into the laundry bin and then climbing back into bed, pulling the sheets and comforter over us.
I can only nod as words evade me. I don’t know what all his men think or what they’re telling one another. I don’t know if I’m playing the part well enough.
My whispered words are laced with fear when I ask, “Do you think they’ll find out?”
“My brother knows and no one else. No one can ever suspect you were a rat, even if I told you exactly what to do. They would never trust you.”
“I know, but have they said anything?” I ask him as I turn onto my side, staring into the eyes of a man I fell in love with before I was even on his radar. Years ago, before my brother died and I vanished. Before he met a woman who gave him his first son.
Before tragedy. Before this life requested we pay our dues.
Back when all I wanted was him and I thought that would be easy.
“You’re giving me that look again.” Connor breaks up my thoughts with a gentle murmur, his fingers tipping my chin up and forcing me to look at him.
My handsome brutal protector peers down at me.
“I know I used you. I know you fell for me before I fell for you.”
“I loved you so much, I was willing to marry the enemy.” My heart aches knowing what I’ve done.
“You wanted vengeance too,” he reminds me and I nod in agreement. I wanted to kill him, but Connor convinced me to destroy them all. Every last one of them from the inside out.