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“And the words?” she whispered as I trailed kisses down her stomach.

Some were already on paper, but I didn’t tell her that. “I’m sure they’re already inside my head, but let me strum you some more.” I teased her nipple. “Let’s see what words your body gives me.”

“My body says, ‘Liam, shut up and lick me.’”

I chuckled as she shoved my face between her legs.

The pulse within her thighs caught my attention. Mouth parting, I leaned closer. Before biting her, I said, “Let’s see how long you last this time.”

I should have counted how many times she fell apart in my arms. Even better? All the times she let me put her back together with caresses and kisses. When I knew she could take no more, I pushed her body a little further. I couldn’t help myself. When she passed out again, I pulled her into my arms. I closed my eyes and listened to her sleep. Even in her dreams, Jayne carried me with her.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

JAYNE

Iwoke to Liam’s head resting on my chest. God. My stomach cramped. My bladder demanded relief, and my body ached in ways it never had before. Maybe this is how marathon runners felt, I wondered. My vision blurred as I glanced around the room. Light shone through the ugly brown curtains, and I shielded my face with my hand.

Liam didn’t move an inch. His ear rested perfectly between my breasts.

“What are you doing?” I croaked.

Jesus, even my throat hurt. Then I remembered why. Liam encouraged me to get onto my knees, and then he pushed my mouth over his cock. Okay, he didn’t have to persuade me. He was glorious in the bedroom, especially with how easily he took control. My sore pussy throbbed, and I winced. Horrible time to get aroused after the thorough job Liam did over and over andover.

How many times did we…

“Listening to my heart,” he murmured as he slid his hand down my stomach.

So, my heart was his? Not that I minded.

“What are you thinking about?” A sly undertone deepened his voice.

Was my arousal obvious? All the sex he put me through kept replaying in my head. I smacked his hand away before he dipped it between my thighs. “I don’t think so.”

He lifted his head and simpered. “I smell you.”

“Well, I don’t care. I’m thirsty, hungry, andsore.”I pushed at his shoulder.

When he sat up, I swung my legs out of the bed. I stole a peek at him, though. I was beyond exhausted, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t appreciate his beauty. It stimulated me to look at him. In only his boxers, Liam propped himself on his side, watching me. His hair stuck straight up in spots, and he still had thatjust fuckedlook about him. My chest warmed. No! An explosion detonated inside my ribcage. Oh, my fucking...this vampire.I looked away and stood. My emotions were too strong to stare any longer. But as soon as I was on my feet, the room seemed to spin. It was like something sucked me into a vortex. I swayed, and my vision was off.

Liam reached for me. I grabbed my head as the ache spread through my skull.Ow. Ow. Ow.I wanted to pull my head off my shoulders or at least yank out my brain. If only I could get rid of pain that way.

Liam grabbed my chin and lifted it. “Hey, you okay?”

“A little weak, but I’m fine,” I admitted.

His jaw flexed as his forehead crinkled. “I should have limited my intake. I knew better, but I was a little high on you last night.” His grip on my bare arm tightened, then softened immediately. “I’m sorry. You’ll feel like shit for a few days because of me.”

I wanted to shake off his apology and tell him it wasn’t a big deal. But the idea of moving my head too much nauseated me. “We’ll get better at this,” I promised. One night and I was already so weak. Bile rose in my throat.I don’t want him to go to someone else.No fucking way. “I wanted this, remember?”

Every second with Liam, I spun into his spider’s web. He drew me into his world, closer and closer, until I stuck. Until I didn’t want to become unglued from him. It made me physically ill to imagine him feeding from someone else. But my head felt like a ticking time bomb from the loss of blood. I didn’t like the sensation of being powerless.

“Tell me what you’re thinking,” Liam said abruptly, and I raised my gaze.

“Can you help me to the bathroom?” I touched my temple lightly.

A split second later, Liam’s arms enveloped me. He carried me to the bathroom and didn’t leave, even when I told him I didn’t want him to watch me relieve myself. I even said my pee was shy, which made us both laugh when he stood there looking at me. But it was the truth. I’d never been able to use the bathroom in front of Dean or any other boyfriend. That didn’t matter, though. My face burned, and my stomach cramped until my body gave in and let go in front of Liam. I waited until he typed on his cell phone to wipe. I couldn’t help but notice how clean I was. My heart got all squishy. Liam must have cleaned me up again when I passed out for the second time. I still wanted to shower. When I flushed, he placed his phone on the bed and approached.

“Steve is going to get you some food,” Liam said, his eyes scanning my body. “I can get you some water from the vending machine while we wait.”