Chapter 65. Worth It

Lennox’s POV

Her only answer is a nod, small and trembling. So I lift her into my arms. She fits against me like she was made for it, her head tucked beneath my chin, her scent filling every breath. I carry her toward the bed, where moonlight rests on the pillow like a waiting halo.

When I set her down, she doesn’t look away. There is no hesitation in her eyes. Only a burning desire and trust.

I brush my knuckles along her jaw. “You’re sure?”

“Yes,” she whispers. “Please, Lennox. I need this. I need you.”

I lean in and kiss her again, climbing between her already spread knees. My cock aches as I inch my way closer to her. She reaches between us, ripping the boxers down the front.

“I hope you didn’t like those,” she breathes.

I press a kiss to the tip of her nose. “You are going to pay for that.”

“Goddess, I hope so,” she whispers as she raises her hips.

I can’t help but laugh, but when her fingers dig into my hips, draggin