jaxon

Cuddlingwith my woman after five years of being without her was . . . there were no fucking words for it.

I was home again, right back in her arms.

I hadn’t left her side, and I was thankful that James hadn’t called on me. I figured he was giving me and Inessa time together before dragging me right back into the middle of things.

Because my time inside didn’t grant me any special privileges. I would get thrown right back into the middle of everything as if I hadn’t just spent five years inside and five years without my wife—without my woman.

And those five years had been hell. Fuck, she had been pregnant, and then to find out that she had miscarried? That I hadn’t been by her side through one of the hardest times of her life?

That shit fucked with me. James had told me what happened as soon as he could get word to me. I’d lost my shit that day and ended up in seclusion. I almost fucked up the deal James had gotten for me, and he’d made sure I’d gotten my ass beat for that one to remind me what he was doing for me.

But fuck. Not being here for my wife when she was miscarrying our baby? That had tainted part of my fucking soul.

I rested my hand on her belly. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you,” I quietly told her.

She shook her head. “You couldn’t be,” she whispered in return, but I could hear the pain in her voice. I knew how much it had fucking hurt her.

I pressed my lips to the top of her head. “I wish I could have been, though. Fuck, Inessa, you have no idea how fucking badly I wanted to be by your damn side.”

She tilted her head back to look up at me. I brushed some of her hair back. I wanted all of her pretty face to be visible to me.

“I missed you every day from the moment you walked out that door,” she confessed. I swallowed thickly, her words making my soul weep. “Some days, I hated you and this entire family for making me feel this way. You dragged me into you, made me fall in love with you, and then you just left. I hated it, Jaxon.”

I tightened my arms around her and buried my face in her hair. “If I leave you again, Inessa, you have my permission to walk away. You hear me? Walk, little bunny.”

She sighed, her warm breath fanning my bare chest, and shook her head. “No; I’ll never walk, Jaxon, because you mean too damn much to me. I’d rather be here waiting for you to return than be without you forever.”

I blew out a soft breath and pressed a kiss to her hair. “You’re too fucking good for me, bunny.” I really didn’t fucking deserve her love and devotion to me.

She shook her head. “You gave me life, Jaxon. You allowed me to heal. You gave me freedom. You are the one that is too good for me.”

I frowned at her words. “My soul is black, little wife.”

She leaned up on her elbow. “Then taint my soul black, too, Jaxon.”

* * *

After cuddling for a while longer and getting a shower, I shot a quick text to James to let him know not to bother me for the remainder of the night unless absolutely necessary, and I took my woman to his club.

After all our time apart, we desperately needed this together. We needed the balance of my dominance and her submissiveness to begin healing what time had destroyed.

Again, just like last time, her eyes lit up at the sight of everyone having sex in the main room. I didn’t bother taking her to a private room. Instead, I beckoned one of the waitresses over to us and walked to the center of the room where an unused table was at.

Inessa looked up at me. “Again?” she breathlessly asked.

I nodded and reached up to cup her cheek. “That okay?”

Her answering smile took my fucking breath away. “It’s better than okay,” she promised.

I grabbed her mask from the bag I’d brought with us and slipped it over her face. My little bunny smiled up at me, her tongue flicking out over her lips.

God, I’d missed that little nervous habit of hers.

I slipped her shirt over her head and proceeded to completely undress her, baring her sexy ass body to not only my eyes, but the eyes of everyone else in the room as well.

Her nipples were hard pebbles as soon as her bra was off, and she rubbed her thighs together in anticipation. “Your clothes, sir?” she asked me.

My cock hardened at my title. I smirked at her. “You want me naked, little bunny?”

She nodded her head, her breath hitching in her throat.

I slipped my clothes off and handed the stack of clothing off to the waitress. “Hold these for me,” I ordered. “No one will bother you,” I promised.

She obediently stood off to the side, her eyes downcast as I lifted Inessa onto the table. Her breasts trembled with her shaky intake of air as I began strapping her wrists and her ankles down, leaving her completely at my mercy, just how I loved her. I pressed a kiss to each extremity once they were locked down.

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