Never Look Back (Redemption Hills 3)

You are worth it.

I didn’t think I’d ever felt as cherished as I did then.

“Love me, Logan,” I whispered desperately. “Love me, and don’t you dare ever stop.”

Logan’s expression was sheer devastation as he slowly climbed up onto the bed.

Energy swelled.

Filled up the bare space that raged between us.

Logan’s heart thundered.

Powerful and bold.

While mine wept and rejoiced.

I swore, right then, as he climbed to hover over me, that those two broken organs tangled and tied. Bound together to make something whole.

His expression churned through a million emotions.

Love.

Tenderness.

Joy.

Possession.

I traced my fingers along the contours of it like I could keep all of it for myself.

Like we could find it together.

Logan shifted so he could kiss over my fingertips, devoted and soft. Harsh and sweet.

“Aster Rose.”

It was like coming home.

“This is it, Aster. After this, there is no letting you go. You’re mine.”

Throat thick, I gave him an erratic nod. “We fight together. We live together. We love forever.”

Severity flashed through his expression.

The man took me in one rigid thrust.

It was close to a sob that tore from my throat when he filled me.

Tortured greed and frantic desperation.

My nails clawed at his back while pained pleasure shimmered behind my eyes.

It’d been so long.

So long.