Page 54 of Romancing the Reaper

Kieran shrugs. The fact that he didn’t return the gesture is a good enough sign for me. I am of the opinion that as soon as my baby is here, they will all be too focused on the new addition to the family to be bothered with hating Kieran. Cristiano hasn’t even given him an assignment yet. I can tell Kieran’s anxious about it from the way he has taken to prowling around the estate when the pent-up energy gets to be too much.

As much as I love these little soft moments together where we can just share one another’s company like this, I think I like those moments where his primal energy has built up to the point of needing a particular sort of release just as much.

“It’s going to work out.” I assure him, putting the noodles away when I’ve eaten all that I can. “He’s just stubborn. A family trait.”

Kieran rolls his eyes and nods. He’s very well acquainted with my stubborn side.

I lean forward and kiss his cheek sweetly. “Thank you for being so patient with him… with all of this. It means a lot to me.”

Kieran’s gaze darkens. “Oh yeah, how much does it mean to you?”

I can’t help but to return the gesture. Quickly, he forgets all about his food as I playfully shrug at him. “I guess I could show you better than I can tell you…”

He doesn’t need any more encouragement than that. His hands find my hips, lifting me up and back onto my bed easily as he slides on his knees over top of me. “Is that right?”

I bite my bottom lip and nod. “So grateful, in fact, I might even let you do that thing that I like so much…”

Kieran groans. I swear his mouth is salivating. “Tease.”

“You love it.”

Kieran smiles just before he kisses me. My whole body seems to come alive when he kisses me like that. Kieran’s hand flattens over my stomach, trailing lower and lower at such a painfully slow pace that I’m sorely tempted to grab his wrist and simply push his hand where I so desperately want it to be.

Dipping inside of my panties, he finds just how much his teasing appeals to me. I swear he’s got me conditioned in a way that the slightest proximity to this man has me ready to have him inside of me. It’s like a drug, and I’m addicted. He parts my legs with his own, the same moment that his fingers slowly sink inside of me. Such a slow pace. It’s maddening.

I try to kiss him, and he pulls away. His thumb finds my swollen clit, applying the pressure and motions that make my toes curl. I grab his wrist, try to speed up the pace, my hips grinding into his hand wantonly, but he’s too strong for me. He won’t be moved no matter how hard I try.

“Kieran… please… please…”

“I love it when you beg, Princess.” He mocks me, keeping my pleasure blocked from me. I try to reach into my pants, ready to work around him but he drags my other hand away from me and holds it captive behind my back. If I just have to sit here and take it, I’m going to go insane!

“Kieran!” I plead, wanting more - wanting to feel him… at the very least to be able to touch him…to kiss him. I squirm, tryingmy best to seek more pleasure and just when I get so frustrated that I want to cry, he gives me exactly what I want. A third finger, pulsing inside of me the same time he speeds up and I cry out, starting to fall forward when he releases my arm and cups his hand over the lower half of my face, muffling the sounds.

“Careful, Princess. We are, after all, in the Dominio estate,” Kieran says in a husky voice that I want to hear more of.

I nod, stifling my next moan by biting down on my lip. I can’t stop moving, fucking his hand desperately chasing that high… and then he stops.

I want to cry.

“What?!”

Kieran laughs, pushing me back onto our bed, grabbing my hips and sliding me up the bed and positioning himself between my legs. Slowly, painfully slowly he starts to slide my clothes off of me with a sinister grin. “What’s the matter, Princess? Are you in a rush? I think I want to take my time… maybe all night long.”

My thighs press together in anticipation. My chin dips and I return his hungry gaze with one of my own. “Bet you can’t.”

“Wicked princess.” Kieran chuckles, pressing his hard length against me, having me moaning and bucking my hips up to chase the friction.

It’s going to be a very, very long night.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

KIERAN

The next day, the sun streams through the kitchen windows of the Dominio estate, casting a warm glow over the room. Ada sits beside me at the breakfast table, my hand resting possessively on her thigh. Now that she’s well and truly mine, I don’t ever want to stop touching her. Feeling her soft, silky-smooth skin under my calloused palm is a hell of a distraction in private. But, here? It’s keeping me grounded and steady in front of her family.

Ada has one of her fashion magazines open in front of her. She’s picking through the pages slowly as she finishes off the small bowl of mixed berries that I made her. She even finished her yogurt. Hell, if we weren’t in such an annoyingly public place, I would reward her for being so damned good. She looks at peace, and that’s all that I can ask for.

She’s not even watching how much she is eating, absorbed in her article as my thumb brushes over her thigh. I could sit here and watch her all day long. The sunlight plays off her skin in such a pretty way. If it wouldn’t distract her, I would kiss that perfect skin.

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