Kieran bared his claws to their fullest length and sunk them deeply into Marcus’s underbelly, leaving a gaping wound. He knew that this was one from which he would not quickly or easily recover. Marcus went down in a loud roar of pain, but he was instantly replaced by Selena in her tiger form. This, though, was hardly a challenge. Kieran easily banged her head against the wall next to them before she even reached him, and she transformed back into her human form in a daze.
Kieran transformed next to her and stood to take in the room around him. He grabbed Selena’s arm and hauled her to her feet. The defeat on her face was obvious.
“Brothers! The time of this woman’s influence over our clan is over.”
Instantly, the sounds of the fight quieted around him. Tiger and human forms alike watched him now. It was obvious who was in control and who was not. He saw the inevitable kneeling as Selena’s guards began to move and showed deference to him. He would take care of them soon enough. They were not innocent in the situation, but they had been under the sway of a truly wicked woman, and he could blame them no more than he could blame his father.
“Bring this woman to me in the meeting room,” he said. Then Kieran walked across the hall and into the room where all clan business was officially supposed to take place. He sat in the chair that his father had occupied for more than twenty years. Selena was dragged in front of him and tossed unceremoniously to her hands and knees on the floor. He felt nothing for her even as she began to weep.
“My daughters. They’ve done nothing wrong. Please don’t hurt them,” she said.
“They are clan blood. They will stay with the clan, and they will be raised by the clan. Hopefully, one day they will see what an evil woman you are. But you. You cannot stay. You are to turn around, leave, and never return. Consider it a mercy that I haven’t killed you already. If I ever see you in this clan’s territory again, you will be ripped apart on sight.”
Selena slowly drew herself to her feet. He wasn’t sure what she had expected. She raised her chin. “My daughters will not be raised without me. They come with me,” she said.
There was a part of Kieran that wanted to argue with her, but in the end, he wouldn’t. He felt no strong ties towards his younger stepsisters. Perhaps it was better to get rid of the entire branch of Selena’s family altogether. It was what she had done to him, after all.
Selena turned and that was when Kieran clucked his tongue. “You forget that you still owe me something. You will tell me where you are holding Millie and Fionn, and you will tell me now.”
Selena looked at him, hatred burning and bubbling behind her eyes.
He began to raise his hand to give the signal to the guards to take her. Instantly, Selena spouted the location. He knew exactly where it was. It was one of the clan’s properties adjacent to the manor property.
He looked at Aodhan. “Have someone escort them off the grounds. They leave with the clothes on their backs and nothing else. Make sure they are followed to the edge of the territory. Good riddance.”
Aodhan nodded to him. “It will be done, Alpha.”
Kieran waited until Selena had been dragged out before he stood and motioned for Aodhan to come closer. “I have somewhere I need to be. I’ll be back soon,” he said.
Aodhan nodded again. “Don’t worry. We’ll take care of everything from here.”
It made Kieran feel better to know that he was able to lean on someone again. He had finally come home. Now it was time to bring the rest of his family home as well.
CHAPTER SIX
It had been two days since the kidnapping and Kieran’s bold rescue of her and Fionn. Millie had been having trouble sleeping, and she was grateful that Kieran was helping her process everything that had happened. He had apologized for not explaining to her the severity of the situation and for putting her in danger. He asked for her forgiveness, and she’d given it willingly.
As she stood next to him, they watched his father’s coffin being lowered into the ground. Millie wanted to be there for him, to comfort him. So far, he had been stoic and stony in his grief. She had watched him closely as he stalked around the manor the last two days. The brooding, grumpy man that she had come to know had been replaced by a confident and self-assured Alpha who seemed to know exactly what he wanted.
What was still a little unbelievable to her was that he still appeared to want her as well. He had asked that she stay at the manor with him and Fionn, and she had accepted the invitation without an ounce of hesitation. Somehow, being around him and Fionn full-time felt right, and she wasn’t about to question it.
“I’m so sorry for your loss, Kieran,” she said for what seemed like the hundredth time as they sat in the car.
“I just regret that we didn’t have a chance to speak one more time before he was gone,” Kieran said. He reached over and laid a hand on her knee. “I appreciate everything that you’ve done for me during the last couple of days.”
She put her hand over his. “Of course,” she said.
They arrived back at the manor. It was slightly awkward was that the house was filled with other shifters. She was getting a crash course of what it was like to be around them full-time, but the nice thing was that she didn’t feel unwelcome. In fact, most of the clan members seemed to be going out of their way to make sure she had everything she needed. It was as close to being around family as she could possibly hope for.
After the wake, which lasted well into the evening, she put Fionn to bed. She read a story to him and sang the song that was now familiar for both of them. When he drifted off to sleep, she stood up and saw Kieran standing there in the doorway watching them. She was reminded of that night only a few days ago when he had done the same thing, although it felt like it had been a lifetime ago.
He smiled warmly at her as he offered his hand. She took it, and he drew her out into the hallway. They closed the door behind them, and Kieran leaned down to whisper next to her ear. “I think we have some unfinished business,” he said.
The tone of his voice left her with little doubt as to what he meant.
Yay!
Millie felt a shiver go down her spine. She was looking forward to what was coming next as well. This seemed like it was the next logical step for them. He took her hand and led her to his room instead of hers. They stepped inside, and he shut the door behind him.
As he moved her deeper into the room, he took both of her hands in his and gazed down into her eyes. “I realized that things are done differently in the human world than here with shifters, but I want to make sure that you understand my intentions, Millie. Everything that you’ve done for me has made me a better man. For that, I’m eternally grateful. But…I feel something for you that I’ve never felt for anyone. I’m hoping that you feel the same way.”
Millie felt herself nodding even though he hadn’t finished speaking yet. “I do feel something like that, too.”
“Millie, I would like you to consider being my mate. I realize that we haven’t known each other that long, and it’s a lot to ask and a big risk for you, especially considering that you don’t even fully understand all of our ways. Just know that this isn’t something that we take lightly. It means a real commitment. Forever.”
Millie realized that she should probably be terrified of what he was saying, but his words were so sincere, and she found that she wasn’t scared at all. She wanted forever, too. She looked up into his eyes. “I would like that,” she said.
Kieran’s lips were on hers then. She sighed against him even as his hands moved around her. A moment later, she felt the touch of his fingers at the base of her neck and heard the whisper of the zipper of her dress descending. This was good, because she felt as if she had been denied this connection with Kieran for far too long. She wanted to hurry things along as quickly as she could and quell the rush of desire she felt in her core and flooding the apex between her thighs.
Millie began to quickly unbutton Kieran’s shirt. Soon her fingers felt his warm fle
sh underneath as she swept the material up and off his shoulders. Her dress slipped to the floor, and Kieran lifted her up to help her completely out of it even as his lips ravaged her mouth.
“You vixen. Had I known you were naked under this dress, I would have sent everyone away hours ago,” he groaned as his hands began to roam and explore her body.
“A girl can hope,” she said with a laugh and then a long sigh came out as Kieran’s lips began to move down the side of her neck. She lost several long moments in the strong rush of desire that was already threatening to overwhelm her.
It seemed as if Kieran understood exactly how she was feeling.
She wanted to be one with him. Body and soul. And the hard nudge of the bulge in his pants against her thigh was a testament to how badly he wanted her, too.
“I promise that the next time will be slower,” he growled in her ear. “Right now, I need to be inside of you.”
Yaaaaas…
You didn’t need to twist my arms for it, Mister.
“Please.” Her voice laced heavily with lust. Out of nowhere, shivers enveloped her body—shivers of excitement. Blood rushed to her head and her heart hammered in her throat.
Kieran let out a happy sound that no human could make. It was a big cat purr that rumbled the room with heavy vibration. He turned her around and kissed her as if there was no tomorrow. He guided her to the bed then crawled on top of her. His gaze roamed across her body. Millie felt as if she was an offering for some perverted deity.
“Millie, you’re so beautiful.” He dipped his head and kissed her open-mouthed. His free hand groped her all over before finally settling on the joining of her thighs.
Millie gasped when he cupped her pussy and stroked her slippery folds. She wasn’t a kitty but she was ready to purr from his ministrations. Sparks of pleasure burst beneath her skin. She moistened, making his hand and fingers slick. He slipped a finger inside her. Her pussy contracted around the thick digit. He stroked her in a slow motion. Fuck, she sighed. She closed her eyes, marveling at the way he pleasured her.
“Kieran…” She opened her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck. “It’s not fair. I’m totally naked and you’re not. Take your pants off.”
He laughed. Millie loved the sound of his voice. So masculine. “I’ve never guessed I’d hear the day a woman tells me to take my pants off. Be careful what you wish for, babe.”
She giggled with him. She unwound her arms, her hands sliding down to unbutton his jeans.
“I got this,” said Kieran. He kicked his shoes off his feet then shoved down his pants.
Her eyes widened at the sight of his cock. Well, hello there, Kieran Junior, she thought. She got dizzy just looking at it. There was nothing junior about his cock. It bobbed free the moment he pulled down his jeans. She learned one more thing about him: Kieran was a commando type of guy. How neat. She couldn’t help herself reaching for his cock and fondled it like it her new favorite plaything. God. His erection was rock-hard, but smooth to touch, virile flesh encased in velvet.
With a growl, Kieran grabbed both her wrists and pinned them over her head. She writhed, protesting. He shook his head. He knew she wanted to touch him more. “I don’t think so. My show, my rules.”
“No fair.”
“You want to file a complaint?”
She burst out in laughter. “Yes. I’d like to file a grievance, please. I wasn’t allowed to play with your cock even though you liked it.”
“Denied. I’m so horny now if I have to wait another second, I’ll go insane.”
Oh wow.
He parted her legs and tested the wetness of her pussy. He seemed pleased with his discovery. He positioned himself at her entrance and pushed in.
She whipped her head back, her body tensed. Oh. My. Jaysus. She knew he was big but she didn’t realize the extent of it until he entered her. She clawed his bare shoulders, didn’t care if her nails pierced his naked flesh. Her breath seemed to be knocked out of her lungs.
God, it hurt. It fucking hurt, but hurt so good.
Kieran noticed her growing discomfort. “Are you okay?”
She nodded. “Go slow, please.”
He granted that request.
“I don’t think…it would…I—“
“Oh, you will. You will take all of me, babe. You’re mine.”
He tugged and pushed while he observed her reaction. She gasped loudly when he sheathed himself to the hilt. He stopped thrusting, eyes blazing with fire. His cock pulsed in her depths.
Kieran kissed her again as he twined his fingers with hers. “You’re so tight. Fuck. I so fucking love it.”
No shit, she thought dizzily. I thought you’d split me in half. She buried her face in his neck. Kieran started to move again. She was even wetter from the friction. His veined shaft grinding her inner walls made a burst of heat—pure pleasure—explode from her sex.
And Kieran wasn’t in a hurry, even though he said he was uber horny earlier. He fucked her slowly. He pulled his cock almost all the way out to his crown before he pushed back in with the same agonizingly slow motion. He seemed like he wanted to relive the inner penetration. The pain gradually receded and was replaced with mind-shattering pleasure. The heat generated from him burned her from the inside out. The friction from his cock jolted sinful pleasure through her spine.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Yes.”
He fucked her a little faster. “Like it?”
“Oh yes.”
“Good. I love having you like this.”
She looped her arms around his neck, staring straight into his eyes. “Me, too.”
He kissed her hard—a greedy, starving kiss. He fucked her harder, battering her pussy with sharp, greedy thrusts. The pleasure intensified. He tore his mouth off her. “Sorry, babe. I can’t go slow anymore.” Perspiration broke on his temples. His jaw clenched with determination. The pleasure intensified. It gathered like a hurricane about to hit the shore. He let out a growl that was too feral to be human. He kissed her throat and her chin as he slammed his cock into her cunt with fervor, grinding his hips as if he was looking for a deeper penetration.
But it was impossible. She was full beyond belief.
Kieran fucked her even harder to the point she felt only fire. Her heart wanted to burst out of her chest. Unadulterated pleasure seized her in its wicked, jealous grip. The air around her thinned. There was so much pressure in her ears that she only heard ringing. He fucked her faster and harder.
She came.
She thought she was dying at the very moment. She shuddered from head to toes. It felt as if she was trapped in a never-ending pleasure. Kieran came a second after her. He jerked as he emptied his seed into her.
When she finally floated back into the real world, she felt as if she’d been rolled over by a Mac truck. That had been the most intense sex she’d ever experienced in her life. She’d collapse if it weren’t the fact that she was already on her back.
Kieran pulled from her and lay next to her.
They didn’t speak a word for a long moment as they basked in the afterglow. It wasn’t until later that she found blood on her shoulder. He had marked her and she didn’t feel it. When did he do it? Millie wondered.
Kieran noticed it. His expression turned into concern. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“Only at the beginning,” she answered. “I haven’t done this in quite a long time.”
“I meant the marking, not the sex.”
“Oh.” Millie laughed. “I didn’t even feel it.”
“The marking or the sex?” Kieran teased.
Millie punched him playfully. “I’ll wear the mark proudly,” she said. It was the way that shifters claimed their mates. Millie had never felt so loved and protected in her life.
“Good, because from this point forward, know that you and Fionn are my world. I’ll never let anything or anyone hurt either of you ever again.”
Millie wrapped her arms around his n
eck and kissed him softly. He was her Alpha, and she knew that the best part of her life was just beginning.
End
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Shunga Chronicles: Lady of the Snow
Love in the Elevator
Shunga Chronicles: Prince and the Assassin
Payback
Shunga Chronicles: Flight of the Heron
Wicked Game
Eve Aizawa: Eve of Seduction
Busted
Eve Aizawa: Deus Eve Machina
Sexopalooza
Switched
Cyber Lover
Jumping Bones
The Wolf She Married
Savannah’s Menage
Charly’s Chocolate Factory with Celia Kyle
Original Sin
Lycan Wars 1: Instinct
Claimed
Hot-Blooded
Fierce Heat with Celia Kyle
Orient Fevre
Gilded Cage
Corporate Plaything
Spirit World: Maison Plaisir
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