Destroyed (Ruined #3) Read Online T.O. Smith

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Ruined Series by T.O. Smith
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Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 46500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
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“I swear to every deity in this fucking universe that I’ll protect you,” I promised her. And I goddamn meant that. I wasn’t letting shit happen to my woman.

She shook her head. “Please don’t make me promises that you can’t keep,” she whispered. The pain that resided in her eyes ripped at my soul, the agony there thousands of times worse than the pain in my stomach.

I cupped her face in my hands, dragging her face so close our noses touched. “I love you,” I rasped, “and I will do every goddamn thing in my power to keep you safe. You’ll never go through that shit again, you hear me? You’re mine now, Jessie. You’re not under your brother’s protection anymore. You’re under mine.”

She sobbed. “I can’t go through something like that again,” she cried. “It broke me.”

I hugged her to me, running my hand over her hair. “You won’t,” I swore. “You’re safe with me, my girl.”

I just hoped and prayed I could keep my fucking word to her. I didn’t know what would happen to us if I couldn’t protect her as I’d just promised.

Jessie moaned quietly in her sleep, ripping my attention away from the news. I glanced down at her, my cock hardening when I saw what she was doing.

My girl was getting herself off in her sleep.

Fuck.

With a soft groan, I slid my hand beneath the covers and gently nudged her hand aside before rubbing her clit with the rough pad of my index finger before slipping my middle finger deep in her cunt.

She moaned my name. I drew in a deep breath, working my finger faster inside her tight channel. Her eyes slowly opened, her lips parting. She arched her back, whining low in her throat. I rubbed harder, adding a second digit, pumping her even faster.

I fisted my cock, stroking myself as I got her off. She cried out my name, her body shuddering as she came on my fingers. After working her down, I licked my fingers clean, groaning at the taste of her.

I could eat her all fucking day. And I hated that I couldn’t bury my face between her legs.

Surprising the fuck out of me, Jessie stripped out of her clothes, baring her entire body to me—scars and all. I groaned, running my eyes over her.

She was a fucking warrior.

With gentle moves, she slid my boxers down my thighs and then straddled my lap, her back facing me. “Is this okay?” she whispered. “I don’t want my scars—”

I ran my hands down her back, wishing I could comfortably lean forward to kiss every single one of them. “I’ve got you, my girl.”

She relaxed and grabbed my cock in her hands before lowering herself down on me. I moaned, closing my eyes, enjoying the feel of her sinking down on me, her soft pussy wrapping around me.

This woman would forever be my undoing, and I didn’t give a single fuck.

13

Finally being released from the hospital was a fucking Godsend. In America, I would have been home within a few days. But because of the pull Alejandro holds in Mexico, I stayed an entire goddamn two months, suffering through a bed I fucking hated, four white walls, and a shit ton of physical therapy.

Granted, I still wasn’t a hundred percent, but I could walk short distances without wanting to yell or crumble to the floor.

We were currently on our way back to the states, four other SUVs surrounding us, keeping us protected. I knew each vehicle contained four armed men.

Alejandro had an interest in our club since Elaina and his son were there. I also knew he wouldn’t allow a member to die on his watch. Me getting shot had to have been a bit of a nerve-wracking experience for him.

When we got to the clubhouse, Joey was there, ready to help me, but I waved him away, forcing myself to walk the short distance between the SUV and a table inside of the clubhouse. As soon as I was sitting, Jessie rushed behind the bar and got a drink, giving Gloria a quick hug as she did so.

I didn’t need my woman to serve me, but if it helped her, then so be it.

I pulled Jessie onto my lap when she came back over to me and brushed my nose with hers, accepting the beer she was offering. “You’re being a hell of a good girl lately, my girl,” I rumbled.

She smirked at me, giving me that sassy, bratty look that I both loved and hated, but had definitely missed seeing on her. “Enjoy it while it lasts,” she whispered against my lips before kissing me. “I’m only being a good girl for you to help speed up your recovery.”

I winked at her as I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck, right where my name on her skin was displayed proudly for everyone to see. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment, her breath hitching in her throat. “Just be ready for punishment if you decide to be a brat again, baby.”


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