He leans up, looking at me. “Are you sure?”
I nod.
Then he slowly thrusts in and out of me. The burn is still there, but there’s also sparks of pleasure. When he reaches down, moving my leg up his body, I gasp at the sensation. I feel him deeper inside. Then he angles my hip, and it’s like he is hitting a switch with every thrust.
My body heats, the familiar building sensation inside of me growing.
“Kai, please. Faster,” I beg, needing him to hit that spot more.
He grunts, his body shifting slightly as he moves faster. This new position has him grinding against my clit with each thrust, making me see stars.
It’s not long before my entire body grows tense, then I break apart in his arms, screaming out his name.
When I feel warmth fill me as he jerks inside, I know he has followed me.
He kisses my face, neck, and chest as I come down.
“You are gorgeous. A fucking goddess. I am so fucking lucky you decided you want me.”
“Kai,” I gasp when I go to move, a pinch of pain and pleasure hitting me.
“Shh. Let me clean you up.”
He leans up, pulling out of me slowly, watching my face carefully. Then he’s out of the room.
I hear the faucet running, then he’s walking back toward me in all of his naked glory. Sitting on the edge of the bed he looks between my legs before pressing a finger inside me, I gasp, looking down at him.
“What are you doing?”
“Making you mine. My cum was dripping out. I’m going to clean you baby, but I don’t want any part of me to leak out.”
I chuckle. “That’s very possessive of you.”
He meets my eyes, pausing with his finger inside of me. “Do you have a problem with that?”
Involuntarily, I clench around him as heat fills me.
I don’t need to answer. His smile tells me he knows I don’t.
After he cleans me up, he comes back to bed, pulling me so my head is on his chest.
“Sleep, my sweet princess.”
Lying there with him, hearing his heartbeat, I can’t help but think about how perfect life is.
Cleo sleeping peacefully in my arms, her red locks spread across the pillow behind her.
I groan, rubbing my face. Ever since the other night when I had Cleo in my bed for the first time all I’ve wanted is for her to be there again. The phone calls and texts are not enough. I want to come home to her, see her in my house. Our house. I want to see her light up as I walk through the front door after a long day.
I’m ready to start our forever and I’m ready to start it now. Pulling out my phone I shoot off a text.
Me: When will Killian finally let the others know she’s mine?
Tossing my phone onto the counter I walk over to the shower, turning it on. My phone dings on the counter. As the shower heats up, I grab my phone and see a text back from Callum.
Callum: A decision hasn’t been made yet. When Killian decides who gets Cliona’s hand, he will contact the husband to be.
“Bullshit,” I mutter to myself.
