“Yeah.” I smile. “It does feel good.”
“It’s not finished yet, princess. It’s not finished until you’re so warn out you can’t keep your eyes open.”
“Isn’t the prince supposed to kiss the princess awake? Not kiss her to sleep?” I laugh, but then I feel Connor’s cock hardening beneath me.
How is he hard again already?
“I’ll kiss you awake in the morning. Right now, all I want you to focus on is the feel of my cock filling up this tight little pussy of mine.”
Connor slides his cock into me. The warm water washes down over us and I close my eyes, focusing on him stretching me out, on how damn good it feels.
My back hits the tiled wall as Connor continues to fuck me hard, fast, raw. Our lips find each other and our tongues duel. My hands tangle through his hair, holding him to me.
“I love you,” I tell him between kisses.
“I love you more,” he says, pushing in and out of me.
I am genuinely curious how many he can give me before he fucks me unconscious. Guess we will find out, because number three is on the horizon. So close I could reach out and touch it.
“I can feel you holding back. Fucking let go and come for me, Aurora,” Connor growls.
And I do. I let go and explode on his cock. My body is completely spent, but Connor doesn’t stop fucking me. He only slows down for a few minutes.
I don’t even know if I can handle any more. It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell him it’s too much, but then I feel his finger at my ass and he pushes it inside me.
“Oh shit.” My head tilts back against the tiles. “Connor!” I scream as another orgasm rushes through my body. This one is not as intense but still just as good.
Chapter Twenty-Six
I’m fucking drained. I was up all night with Aurora, fucking her into a coma, which I would do any day of the week. Add on the killer headache I’ve got, and I don’t have the energy to deal with the assholes I have to meet with this morning.
I don’t have much choice. I need to find the last two fuckers that are hiding out. Especially after the attack on Aisling andAurora last night. If Aurora hadn’t killed those assholes, I sure as shit would have. No one touches her and lives to tell the tale.
Which is why Boyle and O’Finn are hiding out. They know what’s in store for them. They don’t have the option of declaring loyalty to me, not after what they played a part in. I’ve seen my father’s torture rooms far too often, and I know the key players who got off on doing his dirty work for him.
“I want their fucking hearts on a stake,” I growl. “How the fuck are these fuckers still in hiding? This island ain’t that fucking big.” I take a breath, trying to rein in my temper. I am not my father. I do not lose my shit. I’m always cool, calm, and collected. This… is not me.
“Boss, we will find 'em,” Cillian says. He was recently promoted. In fact, all of these guys have just had a huge fucking pay raise and a more prominent position within the organization because of me.
“Yeah? When exactly do you think that’s gonna be?” I lean back in my chair, regaining the composure I was on the verge of losing moments ago.
“They can’t hide forever,” another guy chimes in.
“Orthey get the jump on me or my wife before we can find them,” I grit out. “What happened last night can’t happen again. My wife should be able to go to the fucking bathroom without having to fight for her fucking life.”
I will never forget the look on Aurora’s face when she told me she was a monster. She believes it. I don’t know how to make her see herself how I see her. Which is fuckingperfect.
“I’ll be flying back to New York next week to hand over the vial to the Albanians,” I say, changing the subject.
“You’re still going ahead with that?” Cillian asks.
“It’s a twenty-five million dollar deal. Why wouldn’t I go ahead with it?” I counter.
“No reason, boss.” He shakes his head.
“Right. There will be a bonus. Five hundred thousand euros for whomever delivers me these two assholes first.” I stand and Patty stands after me. “Hopefully that will encourage you all to do your fucking jobs.”
There are wide eyes and murmurs of “yes boss” before I walk out.