Chapter 792

Madeline:

He didn’t put me down. Still carrying me, he locked the door, then walked over to the

bed.

He climbed onto the mattress on his knees before lowering me onto it.

The moment he did, he came on top of me without another word.

He was shirtless, and his body was already radiating so much heat.

“I’m tired,” I protested, placing my hand on his chest to push him away.

However, he didn’t move, and I realized my hand had begun wandering over his chest before reaching his abs.

He caught my hand, stopping it from going any lower, and brought it to his lips, kissing it before pressing another kiss to my palm.

He trailed kisses down my arm, over my elbow and forearm, then made his way back up to my shoulder before nuzzling into my neck.

My body reacted instantly, my legs parting to give him space between them.

He slowly adjusted himself as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He began grinding against me while scattering kisses over my neck and cheek.

His hands slipped beneath my shirt and moved up to my bare breasts.

A soft moan escaped my lips as he continued moving against me.

“Next time, I want to know what’s going on with you,” I whispered.

He finally stopped kissing my neck and raised his head.

I heard him gulp before he slowly and lovingly ran his fingers through my hair.

“I’ll tell you everything, but right now isn’t the time,” he murmured, making my lips form a pout.

“Please, just trust me,” he pleaded as he lowered his face until our lips met.

“So there is an issue,” I said, breaking the kiss.

His lips hovered over mine as we remained silent for the next few seconds, barely touching as they grazed mine.

I didn’t stop him this time.

His body grinded against me silently as my hands crept over his back.

After a few seconds, he crashed his lips against mine again, and I began sucking on his lips.

I lowered my hand, trying to pull down his shorts, but it was difficult with our bodies pressed so tightly together.

He used one hand to tug them down, then began pulling down my panties as well. Once they were out of the way, I could feel his hard cock against my pussy.

He rubbed it against me a few times before slowly pushing inside.

I gasped against his mouth as I felt the full length of his shaft slide into me.

He kept kissing me as he thrust into me. His movements were passionate and aggressive, yet deeply satisfying.

Our bodies clung tightly together as he continued, never slowing down.

My pussy began to pulsate around his cock, gripping him as he hardened further inside me.

I moaned louder, biting my bottom lip to stifle a scream as he finally filled me.

His hand gripped my wrists, pinning them above my head as he released inside me, kissing me endlessly.

Once he had spilled everything inside me, he slowly broke the kiss.

I stared at the anger lingering in his eyes.

“I love you,” he whispered.

However, there was something strange about the way he confessed it.

I’d known Baxter for a very long time.

The only time we’d truly been alone was when I’d left the vampire world and gone to live in the human world.

So when he told me he loved me, it didn’t sound like something said by a man who had loved me for years.

It sounded like someone confessing his love for the first time.

But how could that be?

This wasn’t our first time.

Unless something else was going on.

A small gasp escaped my lips, and I guessed he noticed it too.

“What happened?” he asked immediately.

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I sat up on the bed and stared at him, holding a pillow in front of myself.

“When was the first time you told me you loved me?”

The moment I asked, his eyes widened as though the question had caught him completely off guard.

“What kind of question is that?” he questioned, a slow, uneasy smile creeping across his lips.

“Tell me,” I insisted. “When was the first time you said you loved me?”

I watched him gulp. He scratched the back of his neck.

“Then tell me this. Why did you

come back home from vacation with

your grandmothers so abruptly

When we were kids?” asked

reaching for a distant memory.

His eyes widened even more.

“What are you doing? What does this have to do with anything?” he fumbled.

Yet he didn’t look away.

That was the thing about Baxter.

When he was trying to fool someone, he deliberately maintained eye contact so he would appear genuine.

I placed a hand against my chest, my breathing becoming uneven.

“Come on, Madeline. You’re worrying about nothing.”

He tried to move toward me, but I raised my palm to stop him.

“You don’t have your memories,” I

mumbled, pressing a hand to met

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That was why he hadn’t wanted to talk to me about anything.

My daughter had told me earlier that she’d spoken to her daddy and that he’d

seemed confused about everything.

He’d only been relying on whatever memories she’d given him.

I looked up at him, deeply upset.

He could have told me.

Right now, I was with my husband.

But to him, he was with a stranger.

He didn’t know me.