Wild at Heart by Victoria Green, Jinsey Reese Page A

anywhere. I love you too much to run.” Sliding my hand over his chiseled jawline, I stroked his lower lip with my thumb. “Your war is my war, Dare. It’s your turn to let ME be enough.”
    “You’re not just enough , Ree.” He kissed the pad of my thumb and shook his head. “You’re my fucking everything.”
    Every cell in my body screamed for him, but I needed a guarantee. “Then show me. Say we’ll do this together and I’m yours. All yours.” I cradled his hurt hand in mine, placing his fingers to my lips. “My mouth is yours,” I said before guiding him down to my chest. “My heart is yours.” Slowly, I took his hand even lower, toward the ache between my legs. “Every part of me belongs to you.”
    “Ree… fuck .” He groaned, parting my lips wider, pushing his tongue deeper. His kiss grew even fiercer and more demanding.
    It was almost as if he’d been holding back a fragment of himself this entire time—a primal, uncontrolled piece he’d finally chosen to unleash. A greedy part of him that possessed me whole and refused to let go. He fed on me, grinding his hips, inciting my moans to become cries and pleas for more.
    More of his lips, more of his hands—so much more of Dare.
    But I needed an assurance that we were in this together before I could fully let go. “Say it,” I said. “I want to hear the words.”
    “I love you.” His teeth sank into my bottom lip and he sucked it into his mouth, simultaneously biting and licking the tender flesh until I gasped from a mix of pleasure and pain.
    “Not those words.” I shoved against his chest, forcing him back, breaking our kiss. We were both panting, teetering on the edge. Was it right to demand this from him? No, but I was done living in limbo. If he refused to speak, was I prepared to walk away from us? Hell no, but I would do it nonetheless. “Say it, Dare. Tell me.”
    A tempestuous storm brewed in his gaze.
    “If I agree to let you help, you must promise me something in return.” He pushed my hair back, tilting my head up so that his dark stare bore through me. “We’re talking about real danger. Fucked up, life-threatening danger normal couples never experience in an entire lifetime together.”
    “I know,” I said. “And I’m not afraid.” After all, we’d never been a normal couple. Hell, nothing I experienced with him ever was normal . But maybe Dare and I just weren’t meant for that kind of life. When was the last time anyone wrote songs or novels about normal, right? “What do you want?”
    “Your word that you’ll do everything I ask of you.” He spoke softly, his expression grave. “My father is an animal. He’s unpredictable and callous. If he finds out about you…if I fail to keep you safe…” He gripped my face with both hands and peered into my eyes. “I can’t lose you—do you understand?” I nodded, sinking deeper into his touch as he ran his fingers through my hair, sweeping messy strands from my face and gathering them at the back of my head. “Not now, not ever.”
    “You won’t.” I said. “As long as you don’t shut me out again.”
    Love was supposed to involve an equal amount of give and take, and be a complete surrender of two souls to each other. As we stared into each other’s eyes, something shifted in us both. Something gave way. All the pent up anger and pain I’d felt over the past few weeks spent apart came rushing out of me as a bruising kiss to Dare’s lips.
    He groaned at the contact, tightening his hold on my hair, as hungry for me as I was for him. His tongue sought out mine, firm and unyielding, leaving me shaking and breathless.
    “God, I’ve missed you so much,” he said into my hair, blazing a trail of ecstasy down the side of my face, over my jaw, to my neck, then licking his way back to my mouth.
    Without breaking contact, Dare slid his hands to my front and grabbed hold of my blouse, ripping it open, showing no regard for the buttons that clattered to the