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again will a man touch you without your permission. Never again will a man lay his hand on you in anger. Never again will you feel fear like that, Brentlee. No wonder my tigritsa is hiding her claws,” he murmurs before he turns to face me. I gasp when his rough, calloused, palm cups my cheek. “No man will ever hurt you again, Brent. I fucking swear that shit to the depths of my goddamn soul.”
    I can’t speak.
    Tears stream down my cheeks and I wonder how in the hell this man is real. This rough man who is so fucking raw. He’s everything I could want. Any other woman on this planet would fall to her knees and suck his beautiful cock—just from his words alone.
    Any other woman but me.
    I’m too damaged to ever deserve this man.
    Too broken.
    Too grotesque.

Sniper
     
    B rentlee is crying, and there is nothing I can do to stop it. Breaks my fuckin’ heart to see her upset. My vow to her was meant to be comforting, not make her cry. I wipe her tears away, but more just follow in their path. I don’t know how to comfort her.
    “Brent,” I murmur before I dip my head and press my lips to hers.
    The kiss is meant to be friendly, sweet—but it takes a turn as soon as our lips meet. I run my tongue across the seam of her lips as I wrap my hand around her tiny waist. She gasps in surprise and I take the opportunity to slide my tongue deep into her open mouth.
    Fuck she tastes good.
    Sweet .
    Just like I remember.
    I turn my body and plant my knee between her thighs as I guide her back down to the grass. The park is empty, not that I give a fuck. I do what I want, where I want, consequences and prying eyes be damned. I slide my hand underneath her oversized shirt and wrap my fingers around the cup of her bra before I yank it down, freeing her breast.
    “Bates,” she whispers as she throws her head back.
    Fuck .
    All that long, dark hair is splayed out around her head on the grass, and her eyes are closed. She looks like a goddamn dream. My fuckin’ dreams come to life.
    I pinch her peaked nipple and tug as my lips devour her neck. She moans again and the sound goes straight to my dick. I’m so fuckin’ hard for her, I think if she just touched my cock, I’d come. I feel her cool hands slide up my arms and then one of them tangles in my hair and grips me tightly. Making my scalp scream with pain. My tigritsa is back.
    I moan against her skin and then sink my teeth into her neck as my grip tightens on her hard nipple. I feel her warm pussy against the thigh of my jeans as she rubs against me.
    Fuck, my Brent—hot as ever .
    “No,” she whimpers as I continue to lick, suck, and nibble her neck, my fingers working her soft tit.
    “Brentlee,” I groan. Her body goes still and she pushes against my shoulder.
    “No, Bates,” she says more firmly. Her tone causes my head to snap up.
    “No?” I ask, not removing my hand from under her shirt.
    “No, I can’t. We can’t. Ever ,” she mutters as her eyes fill with tears.
    “ Why the fuck not ?” I bark, harsher than intend as I remove myself from on top of her.
    I want her so damn much, it aches. Only two days into this and I can’t stay away from her. No way could I wait months to have her. She’s my woman and I’m going to have her.
    “How can you want me after everything I said in there?” she asks, backing away from me and sitting up.
    “It’ll always be you, Brentlee, my tigritsa ,” I admit.
    I’m such a fucking pussy for this girl. She owns every piece of me.
    “All the things he’s done to me, Bates, how can you not be disgusted by me? How could you still stand to look at me, let alone touch me?” she asks. My eyes widen.
    He has beat her down, every single part of her. I thought she was coping okay. She’s been strong, and the way she confessed everything to the attorney, I thought she was good. She’s so far from good, it’s almost laughable.
    “You ask him to do any of that shit to you?” I bark. I then watch with anger as she lowers