Page 79 of Love and War

“I want you in our bed.”

Our bed.

My lips stretched into a smile at his words. Sure, he had said things like that before to me, but it felt different this time. It was different. Everything was different now.

The moment he stepped into our room, he set me down on the bed, stripping out of his clothes before reaching to undress me. I couldn’t move my eyes off his body. He may not have a six-pack or rock hard abs. But he was still hot, and I wanted to lick every inch of him. Fuck, I was soaking wet just thinking of him.

“Lay down, moya Printsessa.”

Doing as he said, I moaned as he laid on top of me. He made sure to keep most of his weight off me, but enough that I felt the power he had over me.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, peppering me with kisses down my face, to my neck until he reached my left breast. Locking eyes, he licked my nipple before pulling it between his teeth.

The noises that were coming out of me could not be human. His hand lowered, applying pressure to my clit. His mouth worked both of my nipples, kissing and sucking. I was going to lose my mind.

“Killian, please I need…” I was panting hard, begging for him to just take me. I needed it. Needed him.

Killian didn’t disappoint as he slid a finger inside, pumping slowly, still adding pressure with his tongue. My hands fumbled trying to reach for his cock. I wanted to touch him. But he kept his body aimed away from me.

“Aziza…” he moaned. My eyes shot open, not having realized I closed them. Killian was watching me, his intense stare making me squirm. “You’re mine.” That was all the warning I got before he slammed our lips together, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. At the same time two fingers entered me. My orgasm came out of nowhere, and I screamed into Killian's mouth. My body shook from him.

Coming down, my eyes opened to find him once again smiling down at me. “You’re mine, Aziza.”

“Yours, Killian.”

His cock pressed against my entrance. I didn’t know what he was waiting for, but I needed him inside me. Tipping my hips up, his length began to slide in. My mouth fell open as I felt full, so full of him.

His movements were slow and loving as I kissed along his jawline, my fingertips rubbing down his side, loving that his skin broke out in goosebumps.

“Fuck me.”

“I am, moya Printsessa.” I could hear the amusement in his voice, but this wasn’t funny. I needed it harder. Faster. More.

“Killian,” I said, digging my nails into his side. “More, please!” I begged, trying to move my hips.

He didn’t have to be told twice. His hips snapped forward. The air left my lungs and continued to stay gone as he pounded into me.

Over and over again. My nails dug into his skin, surely drawing blood. He never let up, not when his hand snaked around rubbing my clit. Not when tears peaked in my eyes, and not when I screamed, my back arching as probably the biggest orgasm I’ve had took over my body.

His thrust became sloppy, finally releasing inside me. A long moan escaped his lips, pressing his face into my neck. My arms wrapped around his neck, holding onto him for dear life.

Once our breathing evened out, he dragged me on top of him as he laid on his back.

“I love you.” Whispering into my ear, he kissed the side of my head. “I love you so much.”

“I love you.”

Dragging the blanket up over us, my eyelids drooped, moments from falling asleep when Killian began speaking. “I want to be clear since I know you overthink and worry. But you’re mine, that means in everything. Your brain, your heart, your body, you. You’re mine and I’m not leaving you. I’m done waiting on the sidelines. Iamgoing to marry you. Iamgoing to be a father. And we’re going to have that dream family you’ve always wanted. Mine.”

I was a pile of goo in his hands. I wanted all of that, and finally he was here. Giving it to me. Falling asleep with a smile on my lips, I knew everything would be okay.

35

Aziza

Iwasgoingtokill him.

It was going to be a long, very long, and slow process. The first day it was cute, I actually enjoyed him doting on me. I got breakfast in bed, and he showered me, literally. Brushed my hair, and rubbed my feet while I watched some random show on the TV. Then fed me lunch. And by the time it was dinner, he had rubbed my whole body down and I was relaxed. I watched more TV than my brain needed.

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