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I snarl, wanting to grab his hair and hold him to me, but I can’t let go of my legs. He presses a kiss to the inside of my thigh, making me freeze when his lips skim over my scars.

He looks up at me, and I can see the understanding in his eyes. He knows exactly what these scars are from.

“Never again, Starling. Nobody is allowed to hurt you. Not even you.”

And just like that, a crack appears in the wall wrapped around my heart.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Hudson

The fear fades from her eyes, replaced by quiet curiosity as she gazes back at me.

She lets go of her legs, and I pull back. Sitting up, she slides her fingers into my hair and kisses me.

Shocked, it takes me a moment to react. I wrap my arms around her and hold her close. I don’t question her sudden change of heart. I’m not an idiot, and I’m sure as fuck not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

“I need to be inside you,” I growl against her lips, lifting her off the ledge.

“Yes,” she whispers, making my dick throb.

I spin her around. “Hold on to the ledge.”

She does as I ask as I move behind her and free my cock from my boxers. I pull her panties aside again and ease myself between her legs, stroking my shaft against her pussy.

“Tell me you want me.”

Her breath catches in her chest as she gasps. “Hudson,” she whimpers my name, but it’s not enough. I need more.

I lean over her and kiss a trail across her shoulder to her neck, feeling her shiver under my touch. “Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

She doesn’t say anything, so I sink my teeth into her skin, making her scream. A rush of cream coats my cock, and I swear to fucking God, I almost come then and there.

Reaching around, I yank her bra up, freeing her breasts. I cup one with my hand and roll her nipple between my thumb and index finger, applying just enough pressure to make her squirm. I glide my cock back and forth across her pussy, bumping her clit again and again until she’s panting.

“Please, Hudson, please fuck me,” she groans in defeat, which quickly morphs into a scream as I surge inside her.

“Goddamn you, Starling. What the fuck have you done to me?” I moan, pulling out slowly before thrusting back into her.

I reach around and stroke her clit as she holds onto the ledge for dear life. I pump my hips hard and fast, stretching her open as I force her to take every inch of me.

“Who’s fucking you, Birdie?”

“You are, Hudson.”

“And who am I?” I demand as I pump in and out of her.

“My husband,” she cries out as movement catches my eye.

I turn my head and see some motherfucker sitting on the rocks at the edge of the cave, stroking his cock. I’m too far gone to do anything about it now, thrusting harder and deeper into Starling’s wet pussy.

I nip her ear with my teeth as I pinch her clit, her back arching as she cries out. “Come for me, Birdie. Come all over my cock.”

Her pussy clamps down tightly around me as she comes, whimpering my name, yanking me over the edge with her. I pump my cum into her now limp body, feeling lightheaded for a moment.

Pulling free, I cover her pussy with her panties before turning her in my arms. I kiss her gently, slipping my watch off behind her back and sliding it onto the ledge.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I tell her, smoothing the hair from her face and kissing the tip of her nose. “Come on.” I turn, and she wraps her arms around my neck. I keep my eye on the guy watching us as he eases behind a large boulder, waiting for us to pass him.