Page 57 of Her Captor's Secret Heir

He shifts, nudges against me. “Are you ready for all of me?”

“Please.Yes.I can’t wait any longer.” My voice is only a wispy vapor.

My head falls back as he thrusts hard against me. The engorged, slick head pushes through my opening and grazes my g-spot. In one smooth, hard push, he’s hilt deep.

Heart racing, I try to catch my breath. But I only manage a few sips of air before a throaty growl from his chest echoes through me, tightens my body.

I’m shaking already, “God. I’m not going to make it long—”

He begins slowly, with incredible force, to pound into me. The tempo builds until it’s restless and virile. With each touch his hands bite into my flesh. His cock fills me with pleasure-pain, over and over again, finally easing my craving.

I don’t last long. A few more strokes and I’m collapsing into a tidal wave of sensation that’s both a balm to my burning need and exhilarating with its intensity. In that moment, I am so consumed that I am only aware of two things.

A rapture in my heart as big and warm as the sun. And above us, a wildly bright falling star roars across the sky from horizon to horizon.

Three.

Lucky three.

Just like the trinity pendant Kieran gave me so long ago. My half of the symbol of our everlasting love.

CHAPTERTHIRTY-ONE

The bedroom is quiet around us. A private cocoon. The peace may not last long, but tonight, it’s heaven.

I fondle my engagement ring on Carra’s finger as she lays against me, warm and naked beneath the blankets in the Presidential Suite. Our bodies are sated, my heart is languid inside my chest, but my mind is still full of questions. It may always be. I want to know everything about this beautiful wild spirit.

“I love it. The diamond is incredible, and the emeralds are so vibrant. It’s perfect. In every way,” she whispers into the darkness, close to my ear.

“I love it on you.”

“Curious, when did you buy it?”

“Years ago. When I was in Colombia. And I know you’ll ask, but I already knew your ring size. Remember when I said I knew everything about you... I kneweverythingabout you. At least all the things that could be seen and heard.”

“I’m also curious about the arrangement you made with Max and your prison time. How long were you there?”

“When I took the fall for the diamond heist, I knew it would give me a chance to get in front of the right people to make a deal. It took a lot of work, but they were eager, just as I was. For everything to look real, I had to go to the pen on a plea deal. Seven years instead of twenty years. Seven years ended up being the amount of time I had to go undercover for Max’s team in return for a reduced sentence. My stint in the prison was only a single week before they snuck me out and put someone else in solitary under my name. I didn’t lie to you about being in prison. And the truth of it is, all of it was a prison even when I walked around on my own will, but I was never free because I couldn’t come back to you.”

She nestles deeper against my chest, molding her soft body to my side. “I know you don’t lie, Kieran. I believe that now. I know you’ve had to keep some things quiet.”

I twine my fingers in her hair and kiss her cheek, then move my mouth along her jaw. “Now that I’m here, I can’t keep from touching you.”

“Touch away. Fiancé.”

Growling, I nip at her skin. “I like hearing that word on your tongue.”

Her laugh is warm and husky. Seductive as hell. A sound I want to hear as often as I possibly can. “You like hearing your name on my tongue too.”

“Indeed. In all the throaty, sexy as fuck ways you say it.” I slip my hand down over her hip, across the smooth skin, and let it settle between her legs. My favorite place in the world. Where I get to tease those sexy sounds out of her and find her soft and ready for me again.

“You’re going to ruin me. How am I supposed to leave the bedroom with you feeling all hot and slick for me?”

“When this is all done, we can stay in bed for days.”

I rise above her. “Weeks. Now, on your knees.”

Her gasp is tiny but telling. She’s still new to all these sex positions. Vibrating with hunger for her, I ask, “Remember that day in the hotel?”

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