Her body vibrated from her shattering orgasm. When he surfaced with his lips glistening with her arousal, it turned her on even more. Taking his head between her hands, she captured his mouth, tasting her saltiness on his lips. The kiss was hungry, and she felt she could have orgasmed again.
Killean tugged her nightie over her head. Taking one nipple into his mouth, he sucked hard. His fingers found her, and she whimpered, pulling her legs higher so he could have her.
“Killean,” she sobbed.
“Yes, soon.”
“No, now, I want to feel you inside me.”
“On your hands and knees, baby,” he said.
She scooted up and got into the requested position. He positioned the wide head of his cock at the entrance of her sex. Gradually, he pushed inside of her, inch by inch, savoring the wet hotness. He groaned and threw his head back. She groaned and pinched her nipple between her fingers, sending the sensation all the way to her heated core.
“Killean!”
“You’re so tight. Oh God, baby, I’m having you bare.”
Wouldn’t be the first time, she wanted to tell him. She pushed back as he withdrew from her body, sucking him deep. She felt every pulsating vein humming against her flesh.
“Ah, fuuuck!”
“Please, don’t stop.”
Killean pushed further and gasped when her muscles clamped around his entire length, tightening and releasing. He felt so enormous stuffed deep in her tight pussy. His body shook with the need to come inside her. Opening his eyes he saw how she arched her head back, her lips slack, pure pleasure contorting her beautiful face. For a moment he just stared at her. The sight of her made him expand further, stretching her. An unbearable pain settled in his gut as he tried not to lose it and his balls drew up tight and painful.
Grabbing one hip to steady her, he gave calculated thrusts. Her walls held him snug and then rippled around him. He had never felt so taken by a woman in his life, so possessed. She had him by the heart and by the damned balls.
She was his addiction and his obsession. He couldn’t go without thinking about her. Possessing her like this made him feel alive. God, he wanted to look into her eyes and tell her those three words over and over again. His conscience was biting him for not having the courage to tell her everything before he realized how easy he could have lost her. He glanced down at the place where they were joined just as he pulled out to the tip. His cock was gleaming with her arousal, and he sank back into her inch by inch. The sight of him stretching her, parting her flesh wider and wider to take him was so erotic that he gritted his teeth.
“Killean, please. No slow, just hard and fast.”
She reached her head back and ran her tongue down his jaw, nipping the flesh.
“Fuck me, harder,” she whispered.
Killean’s thrusts turned rapid and savage.
She spread her legs further apart, allowing him to slip deeper to the hilt, gasping as he did. Enough soft, wet silky sweetness was all a man needed to lose his mind. She reached back and grabbed his ass to have some control of his thrusts. She was so wet and so tight, and he decided it was time to lose himself inside her.
“You like this, don’t you?” he whispered. “My cock in your cunt?”
“Yes,” she sighed.
“What else do you like? Hmm? Do you like it when I use my tongue too?”
“Yes, I love it.”
He nipped the curve of her neck, and her nails dug into the sheets.
“Do you want me to go harder?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Should I make you sore?”
“Please.” Her voice was a plea.
“You are mine, Lila.”
“Yes, yours!”
He pulled out and rammed back inside her wet cunt hard, causing her to literally bounce off his cock and back down to meet another punishing plunge. She sank her teeth into her lip at the loud wet sound of his cock sliding back and forth inside her. He grabbed a handful of her hair and tugged her head back so he lowered his mouth to the enticing flesh on her throat and sucked hard. He didn’t give a damn if she had hickeys all over tomorrow. She could take out her frustration on him in bed and then wear them proudly.
He wanted every man who looked at her to know she belonged to him, every woman who looked at him to know he belonged to her. She raised her hip to meet his hard, merciless thrusts.
“Yes, yes, just…like that,” she croaked as he hit her g-spot, swiveling his hips so his cock head rubbed deep inside her. She cried out breathlessly and clawed his arm as he continued to thump that sweet spot. Her tight cunt squeezed him hard as she came, milking him as she did. Killean growled as he pumped his seed into her. The powerful orgasm had him shaking uncontrollably over her.
“So hot,” she muttered as she trembled.
He rest his head against hers to catch his breath. Lila claimed his mouth in a hot breathless kiss.
“I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
“I think I might have cut your arm.”
“Don’t worry, love. I’d have you clawing me like that anytime.”
“You’re still hard.”
He lifted his head from her damp shoulder and pulled out halfway, then slid back into her. He had semen dripping down the inside of her thighs.
“I know. Why don’t you squeeze me with that tight little pussy of yours so I can come again?”
“You’re awfully demanding and bossy.”
“I thought you already knew that. Come, let’s get you washed up so I can feed you.”
“And then?”
“And then I will take you back to bed and you can show me all the ways you love me and I can return the favor. How does that sound?”
“Like a deal I can’t turn down.” She laughed.
EPILOGUE
Eight Weeks Later…
“Honey, why didn’t you tell me?”
“Mom, please! I wasn’t hiding it. I wanted the father of my baby to know first. Is that so strange?”
Lila heard her sigh on the other end of the line.
“No, sweetheart. Your father is pleased with Killean, but he doesn’t want to show it. He wants to set Killean straight first.”
Lila bit her lip worriedly. Her heart accelerated. She knew how her father set people straight. She began to think of them as she gazed absently at the sky. Her mother might have been over the moon, but her father still saw her as his baby, and the idea that a man had knocked her up still left a bitter taste in his mouth. Even if that man was Killean.
“Give Daddy my regards.”
“I will. So is Killean home?”
“No, I had to force him to go. He’s been here with me ever since he found out, treating me like I’m delicate or something he shouldn’t touch. It’s weird. Did you go through that?”
Salome laughed. “Your father was a doting dad even before you were born. Hardly wanted to upset me and I was very irritable.”
Lila smiled. “He told me. I’m actually looking forward to this. I know it’s too soon but…”
“I know, sweetheart. Oh, I’ve to go. Your father says that someone is here to speak to us. I’ll call you later. I love you.”
“Love you too.”
She stood and was about to leave the room when Michael showed up with someone behind him. She froze when she recognized Marisa Cane. Lila clutched her belly, and Marisa’s eyes dropped to her hand. She looked good in an emerald green dress and black pumps.
“Hello, Lila.”
Michael lingered until Lila nodded to him.
“So it’s true then. You’re pregnant. Killean told me when he came to talk to me.”
“He’s not here.”
“I didn’t come here to see him. I assume I can catch him later before I catch my plane.”
“Your plane?”
“Yeah, I’m leaving, going back home to Washington for good. There’s nothing here for me anymore. He has you, and he’s damn lucky to have found a woman
like you. The others did him no good.”
“Thank you.”
She nodded. “He told me about Russell. He’ll probably get his true sentencing when the time comes. Mental prison is too good for him. That’s why I stuck around so long for the stupid case. That man has lost his mind, makes me wonder what I ever saw in him. But I guess people will let you see what they want you to see. We both can live in peace now. So I just came to say goodbye and take care of him.”
“I will,” Lila said earnestly.
Marisa smiled and turned to leave, then glanced over her shoulders and grinned mischievously. “I hope it’s a boy.”
Then she was gone. Lila glanced down at her belly. “Hear that, little one? He wants a boy. If it’s a girl, he’ll be ruthless and vindictive when the boys come near you. You’ll get married when you’re ninety!”
She sat down on the couch, and she didn’t know when she fell asleep. She woke up to the feel of Killean’s hand caressing her cheek. He smiled at her.
“Killean, what are you doing here so early?”
“It’s seven thirty, love.”
“What?” She jolted off the couch. “How—?
He pushed her back down gently. “Relax. You missed nothing. Take a rest.”
“No, I’m hungry, and I need some water.”
“I’ll go get it.”
He rose from the sofa and disappeared around the corner. She sat up and stood slowly. She couldn’t believe she’d slept such a long time. Imagine what she would be like in months to come. Fat and lazy and she still had her research to complete.
“Here.”
He was back with her water.
“Thank you.”
He ran his hands through his hair, and she noticed how his hands shook.
“Is something wrong?”
His green eyes met hers, and he smiled a shy, boyish grin that melted her heart. Apprehension flickered in his eyes.
“There’s this thing that’s been on my mind lately.”
He splayed his hand on his head now and sighed.
“What’s that?”
Lila tried to stay calm, but the anxiety that washed over her was uncontrollable.
He thrust his hand inside his pocket and went down on one knee. Panic struck her and her blood ran cold. Her palms started to shake around the glass.
“Killean…”
“This is all new to me, baby. The knee thing, I mean. But my point is, romance aside…”
Lila laughed though her heart had swelled in her chest and her throat constricted. “You’re down on one knee. That’s romantic.”
He produced a small black box.
“Lila, I have to marry you, and you will have to marry me. I need to make you mine once and for all or I’ll lose my sanity. I love you, baby. Oh, it feels so good to say that! I. Love. You. I want to have you in my life as long as I breathe. Tell me you will marry me?”
“No.”
She saw his face fall, and a painful expression twisted his features. After so many months together, she could still tease him and he took her jokes seriously.
“Lila…”
“Is this a pity proposal because I’m pregnant and you want to do the so-called right thing? Because if it is—”
She stopped when he pulled her forward and pressed his lips to her belly through the thin fabric of her cardigan. She touched his hair gently. Everything about Killean was genuine. She’d learned that during her time with him.
“I am afraid that I might not be a good father, but I have you, don’t I? You’ll teach me and I’ll learn. You always know how to make everything better.” He looked up at her through his long, dark lashes. “You’re a patient woman, love, too patient most of the time, and I admit that I abuse that at times, but I want you and I want our child. I hope you’ll forgive me for my indiscretions and my previous mistakes. I don’t want to lose you.”
“You never lost me, Killean.”
“At times I feel that at some point I will mess up and chase you away. It scares me.”
“No. I’m sorry you feel like that.”
“Will you do me the honor of being my wife?”
Just to make him even more nervous, she schooled her features into impassivity and dragged out the silence too long. She watched as his shoulder coiled with growing tension before she burst out laughing.
“Yes, Killean. I want to be your wife, always and forever.”
He slid the diamond on her hand and kissed her belly before rising to his feet. Then she jumped at a loud pop, only to realize that it was fireworks lighting up the sky. On the building before them, she saw all lights go out and “congratulations” appeared with the help of lighting effects. Lila laughed. She knew Killean had done it, no doubt paying off the tower engineer a hefty sum.
“Mrs. Knight, I do like the sound of that.”
Lila laughed as he threw her into his arms and kissed her passionately.
***
“Do you think it’s a girl or a boy?”
Killean looked up from his newspaper at his fiancée.
“Which would you prefer first?”
“I don’t know,” she said honestly. “How many times have we had sex missionary style?”
“A lot of times due to your inexperience.”
Lila rolled her eyes, and he laughed.
“And others?”
“On some occasions.”
“I think it’s a girl.”
He raised his brows. “Based on the positions I’ve fucked you in?” He sounded astonished.
“It’s a superstition.”
“Oh?”
“Hmm-mm.”
“We’ll see. I think we should let it be a surprise.”
“I don’t know, the suspense will kill me and my family, especially your mom and India.”
“We’ll see the outcome.”
“They’ll want to go shopping for baby clothes! And plan showers.”
“I think we deserve this much after your father gave me a hard time.”
Lila rolled over onto her stomach. “My dad? What does he have to do with this?”
“Your father is a scary man, love. He loves you very much, and he’ll shoot me if I hurt you. He said so himself. I asked him for your hand.”
Her eyes flared in shock. “You did that? But…I never knew you were old fashioned.”
He shrugged. “It was the right thing to do. Once I had his permission, I knew I had yours to get. I’ve been thinking about it for days now. And today when I visited him, he gave me his final blessing.”
“You saw him today?”
“I wanted him to know I was serious about making you mine.”
“I’m yours without a ring on my finger, Killean.”
“Hypocrite.”
Lila gasped. She grabbed a pillow and hit him as hard as she could. Killean moaned and grabbed it, tossed it to the ground, and grabbed her, pulling her over him so that she had both legs on either side of his waist.
“You told me once that you didn’t have to listen or jump to my beck and call because you weren’t my wife. Now you are going to be soon and then we’ll see.”
“So you only want to marry me so you can boss me around?”
“I want to marry you for a lot of things, baby. Bossing you around is just one of them.”
“I see. I might just break this engagement.” She tugged the ring halfway down her finger, watching his reaction.
He froze and his eyes clouded over with something new, fear. She’d seen him like this before and it wounded her. Lila smiled, thinking how delicate he was. Killean Knight, the man who wanted to rule the world, was a delicate flower.
“Killean, I was just joking. I’m not going to do anything rash or run away. I love you.”
He cupped her face and pulled her down so he could have her mouth. The kiss twisted her inside, and she had a taste of what it would be like to be married to him. She would wake to these kisses, to his hands on her body worshiping her, and to his love.
She laced her hand through his hair.
“Let me make love to you,” he whispered against her mouth.
“You better. But what did my father ask you?”
“He asked me what my intentions were with his daughter.”
Lila smiled. “Your reply?”
Killean’s eyes searched hers. “You are enjoying this, aren’t you?”
Lila laughed and nodded.
“The conversation got more delicate as your father shifted topics. He had that impassive, hard as stone look on his face.”
Lila had grown up knowing that look. He reserved that look for certain people with questionable intentions.
“I told him my only intention is to love and cherish his daughter. Listen, I know I’ve done some questionable things, but you never for once gave up on me. You sought to help me, to rescue me. Help me to see the world in a better light. How can I not want to marry a woman like you?”
He raised his hand and stroked her lower lip with his thumb.
“I think I would be mad if I didn’t,” he murmured. “Your father agreed that you had that charm on people. That’s what’s most attractive about you, along with your beauty.”
She leaned forward and took his mouth. She really missed the taste of him, and the more the kiss deepened, the more of him she craved.
Their clothes were discarded within a matter of a few minutes and then he was inside her, taking her to his own liking.
“You like that?” he whispered, rubbing his pubic bone against her clit.
She gasped in his mouth as their tongues met. “Yes, just like that.”
He made her come over and over again until she couldn’t take him anymore because she was sore.
“Will it always be like this between us?” she asked a while later.
Killean’s hands travelled up her naked back, caressing her skin. His touches were like magic.
“Do you mean will I always want to make love with you, to you?” He traced her collarbone now. “Yes. I can’t get enough.”
“You better not,” she drawled.
A slow lazy smile spread across his face. He lifted her ring finger to his mouth and kissed it before holding it out to look at it. She had to admit it was beautiful.
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