Violet
“Good. Take me, baby.”
I kissed Doom again as he helped remove my clothes.
He was already naked, and even exhausted.
I couldn't stop myself from appreciating the hard contours of my husband's body.
I needed him.
After everything that had happened today, I needed the intimacy between us just as much as he did.
The moment Doom entered me, I wrapped my arms around him, holding tight while he buried his face against my neck.
“f**k, Woman.”
His voice was rough.
I held him closer.
This wasn't just s*x.
Today, someone had attacked our home.
They'd tried to get to our son.
I'd shot two men.
Rome had been shot protecting us.
And somewhere inside me, another tiny life had been there through all of it.
Tonight, Doom needed to touch me.
I needed to feel him.
Alive.
Safe.
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