Avenger (Impossible #3)

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the past, but you’re different.  I’ve never felt anything for anyone like what I feel for you.  And my need to dominate you is so intense that I completely lose myself to my dark urges.  Then I think about how Ronan treated my mother, how he claimed to care for her and yet he beat her mercilessly.  He used pain as a means of punishment.  How is that different from what I want to do to you?  All I want is to protect you, Claudia.  And if that means protecting you from myself, then that’s what I’ll do.”  He looked lost, utterly defeated.
    I turned his words over in my mind.  At one time, I had wondered the same thing.  Had his domineering treatment of my body been a reflection of a truly violent nature?  But now I knew him better than that.  Sean wasn’t a cruel person; he was a victim of circumstance, forced into a life that he hated.  Now that I fully understood his past, the reasons for his darker needs were clear to me.
    “No, Sean,” I reassured him quietly.  “You’re nothing like your father.  You’ve never truly hurt me, and I know that you never would.  I believe that with my entire being.  And I know that you do too, if you’ll just allow yourself to believe.  Your urges aren’t born of a desire to inflict pain; it’s about control.  You’ve never had control over your life.  Ronan has terrorized you into following the path that he has chosen for you through threatening to harm the people that you care about.  You’ve sacrificed your capacity to choose, your ability to shape your own destiny, for their sake.  I can’t imagine anything more selfless or less cruel.  You need control as badly as I need release, and I want to give that to you.  Please, Sean, let me do that for you.  Know that I accept you for everything that you are, and I wouldn’t have you change for anything.”
    His eyes were wide and shining, and a single tear spilled over and trailed down his cheek.  I wiped it away gently, as he had done for me so many times.  When he spoke, his voice was hoarse with emotion.
    “Claudia, I…”  He trailed off, and I waited for his next words with bated breath.  Was he really going to say what I thought he was going to say?  And was I ready to hear it?  He swallowed hard, and something shifted in his eyes.  “You’re amazing.  Everything you’ve done for me, everything you’ve given to me…  I never imagined that I…  Thank you.”
    His hand closed around the back of my neck and he crushed his lips against mine.  The roughness with which he took my mouth contrasted sharply with his soft words.  I reveled in the dichotomy.  He was exactly what I needed: sweet and caring yet harsh in his possessiveness.  The feeling of being needed, craved, had been a completely foreign concept for me before I had met Sean.  And my need for him burned just as brightly.  He had awakened me, brought me back to life after my long years of solitude.  The process had been painful, but I wouldn’t trade him for anything.
    His hands were at the hem of my black dress, pulling it up my torso and over my head, and I kicked off my shoes.  My own fingers fisted in his t-shirt, tugging at it insistently.  He deftly unclasped my bra and freed my breasts before briefly releasing me to tear off his own shirt.  My fingertips roved over his perfect body, so muscular and strong.  I knew that I was completely at the mercy of his raw power, his strength which could so easily overcome even my most determined struggles.  But as much as I enjoyed our power-play, I didn’t want to struggle today.  I wanted to show that I welcomed his dominance of my body, needing to demonstrate how badly I craved it.
    He shoved me hard, and the wind was momentarily knocked from my lungs at the impact with the mattress.  Now he was the one straddling my hips, his weight pinning me down where he wanted me.  That cocky, lopsided grin that I loved so much was back in place, his turmoil and grief

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