Page 74 of Love and War

“You’re going to cum on my cock, moya Printsessa.” I licked her left nipple before moving over to her right.

“Tell me, tell me you’re mine,” I growled. Her pussy was strangling me. I was going to die.

“I’m yours, I’m yours.”

“You’re right, you’re mine. You’re all mine, mine to fuck, mine to love, MINE!” I sounded like a mad-man. I was so close, I had to fight myself not to cum without her. “Aziza, I need to feel you. Cum for me. I need to feel your pussy strangle me,” I gritted out, our eyes locked on each other.

She nodded her head over and over again like a good girl. She screamed my name as she began to cum. Grabbing the back of her neck again, I dragged her face to my neck. She latched onto my shoulder, biting me, as my own orgasm took over. My thrust was sloppy, and my cock twitched as I emptied myself in her.

It took us a few minutes to catch our breath before Aziza shot up. Her eyes were wild, staring at me. Something was wrong.

“You didn’t use a condom.” It wasn’t a question.

“No, I didn’t.” Matter of fact.

“Killian, I—” She stopped mid thought, launching herself up off of me. I watched as she raced to the bathroom, cursing under her breath. She just didn’t know I knew that she was pregnant. So I don’t know why she was freaking out now, and not the first time.

Fuck.

Stepping into the bathroom, Aziza stood in front of the mirror, eyeing herself. Her tits and chest were covered in hickies, which were not helping the need to take her again.

“Moya Printsessa,” I mumbled, walking in front of the mirror, in front of her. “Why are you freaking out?”

“I can’t have a baby with you.”

“I’m going to try real hard not to get mad about that. So let’s go back and explain why you think having a baby with me is a bad idea.”

I was trying really hard not to get upset by this. Reminding myself that she still felt like she couldn’t trust me. That it was going to take time before she let me back in. And the small fact she was already having a baby with me.

“Are you ever going to tell me why you left?” she asked.

“I can’t.”

“Of course.” Moving towards the shower she turned it on, waiting for it to heat up. “Get out.”

“No. I’m done leaving every time you don’t want to deal with the issue at hand.”

“The issue at hand?” She swung around, nearly tripping over her cast. “The issue at hand is you left me. At any time in those six years you could have at least told you were alive. Then you show up at my best friend’s house with the fucking mafia, thinking you own me. You stood by Dimitri as he treated us like shit. You’re trying to go back to how things were before, but I’m not the same fucking girl!” she yelled, throwing her hands around. “I’m different, and I can’t lose myself in you again just for you to leave us again. I told you before Killian. I can’t, I won’t survive. I’ve lost everything in my life. I can’t.”

I don’t think she realized she said, “us again.” So deciding not to say anything, I pushed my need and want to claim her. To make her just shut up and accept that I’m not leaving.

“I’m not leaving, Aziza,” I growled, stepping towards her. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“You say that, but why are we at this cabin?” she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Someone’s trying to kill you,” I blurted out.

“I know.” I must have heard her wrong.

“Excuse me?” I stopped directly in front of her.

Aziza looked everywhere else but at me. But I couldn’t have that. Gripping her chin roughly, I tilted her head up. “We’re doing this the easy way or the hard way.”

“Someone ran me off the road and I’ve had glimpses of someone cutting the ‘X’ into my forehead,” she whispered.

“I’m going to try hard not to get mad about this either. But I’ll answer why you’re here. That mark on your forehead,” I said, tracing her scar with my fingertips, “it’s from a hired hitman. I don’t know who. There are three that are known, Devil, Myasnik, and, well, Ghost. We both know Ghost is Salem, but Devil and Myasnik are the other two hire—”

“Salem was never a hired assassin. She was just out for revenge,” Aziza defended.

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