Page 49 of Deadly Aloha
I moved my other hand down between us to grip my cock. I shifted her over me and traced the tip of my cock through the moist lips of her pussy, pushing her hips down so I wasrightat her opening without actually entering. All the while, I never stopped showing attention to her clit.
Lu started shaking over me. “Aloiki, please,” she begged.
“You want me inside you, Lu?” I pulled my hand away from my dick. “Then you need to put me inside you.”
She was reaching between her legs before my statement was fully out of my mouth. Her hot, little hand gripped the base of my shaft and she rose up on her knees. Liquid heat engulfed my cock as she lowered herself down.
Contentment filled me, just as it always did when I was inside her. It was fucking sappy, but I didn’t give a shit. I was inside my woman, mywahine. I washome. I had found my ‘ohanain a way that had been vacant from my life since my mom’s accident.
I didn’t give a fuck what anyone thought anyway. There was no place I’d rather be than inside this woman. Not on the surf or in the sand, not on the back of my horse or riding on my hog.
Lowering myself onto my back, I brought Lu with me. The large mirror above my bed was angled on the ceiling, giving both of us an unimpeded view of our joining. Putting one hand on her throat, I tilted Lu’s head, holding her so she was forced to watch. My other hand went to her belly where my baby was growing.
I kept my legs spread to not block her line of sight. Bending my knees, I tipped my hips up and back. Her legs were draped over my thighs, spread as wide as I could make them. Reaching over my head to the headboard, I pressed a button on a remote that was hanging from a chain.
I licked up her neck, making her shudder in my grip. “Keep watching, Lu. Watch as I fuck you. That’s my cock deep in your pussy. My cock is theonlyone that will ever be inside you again. Your body ismine, Luana. I will fuck your ass, your mouth, your cunt, your tits as many times asIwant to. Whenever I want, however I want. On your fucking deathbed, I will still be fucking you because the only way you are allowed to leave this existence is while screamingmy name.”
Lu shattered around my cock, her throat constricting beneath my hand. I held off, not ready to stop. I slowed my pace, but kept going through her orgasm. I had a suspicion that she could have come from my words alone, and planned to one day soon test that theory.
I kept the slow pace going until I knew she was back with me. Then I flipped us, pinning her to the bed, and rode her until we both exploded. Holding her head back by her hair, I forced my left bicep beneath her mouth and then clamped her teeth down onto my hard muscle.
I was definitely getting another tattoo of the imprint of her teeth. The one around each of my nipples, as well as the scratch marks on my back and ass, were hot as fuck. I made her scrub them in the shower, so she never forgot the claim she had on me was just as strong.
I might need to inquire with U?ilani, my tattoo artist, what it would take to get Lu’s name tattooed on my dick.
I pulledthe covers up to Lu’s shoulders. Bending over, I kissed the curve of her shoulder before slipping from the bedroom. I did close and lock the door this time. No one got to look at Lu while she was sleeping except me.
Tangaloa and Bacon were unsurprisingly waiting for me in the kitchen. While they both looked relaxed, there was no hiding the anguish in Tangaloa’s eyes. Bacon might not see it, but I did. I knew my brother, and I knew what the news of Lu’s pregnancy was likely doing to him. It did not dampen my feelings, but I could empathize.
“Where’s Rory?” I demanded. The fact that I used his birth name was telling. Once we’d chosen our road names, the rule was they were to be used as a sign of respect.
I held no such respect for Rory now. What happened next determined his fate, but my decision about whether he remained in the Royal Bastards was final.
“The twins have him in the barn. We kicked the construction crew out,” Tangaloa informed me. “Thought this was more important and worth the delay.”
Bacon’s eyes narrowed. “Did he hurt her?”
I shook my head. “He touched her arm and yanked her backwards.”
“And she is pregnant?” Bacon slid the pregnancy test Rory had dropped earlier when I’d tackled him to the floor across the table towards me.
I picked it up, staring down at the two little lines. “She is.” I did not declare or reaffirm who the father was, and the next person who asked would lose their tongue.
My son or daughter would never question who they belonged to just because some judgmental prick couldn’t keep his mouth shut.
Bacon stood and clasped my shoulder. “Congrats, Prez.”
I nodded once. “Lu deserves that more than me.”
“I’ll be sure to tell her when I see her next,” Bacon said.
I looked to my brother. I didn’t expect the same reception from him, nor did I ask him if he was okay. That was his business, and he’d come to me if he wanted to talk. Until then, the subject would remain unspoken between us.
Tangaloa stood. “Let’s get this over with so you can return to yourwahine.”
The three of us walked out together. I slid the pregnancy test into the same pocket as my phone in my shorts.
The old barn was several yards away from my house, with the expansion extending it out the back. I did not want it any closer to my house, but still in easy walking distance. The telltaleTyvekconstruction lining covered the entire exterior of the building. The old sliding doors had been removed and were currently being stored elsewhere. My father had built them, so they would be coming back once the new siding and roof were completed.
