Page 117 of Such a Good Girl

He kissed me gently, then pulled away, looking in my eyes lovingly.

“I love you, Kaylee,” he said. Everyone heard him, the Lieutenant, Hoskins, Theo, and Rian nearby. He didn’t care and it was evident on his face that he was in fact, proud of that fact.

He kissed me again, and I melted into him, incredibly grateful this entire chapter was behind us.

ChapterForty-Six

WEST

My heart swelled with pride as I sank my cock into Kaylee’s quivering pussy, the chanting of the others rising around us.

Weeks had passed since Joey’s death, and we’d spent the time getting to know each other all over again.

Kaylee told me about her sister, about her decision to change the entire course of her life to avenge her death. My heart broke for her. She’d gone through so much and her strength radiated from the very center of her soul.

I’d fallen in love with her all over again.

Now that I’d had the opportunity to figure out what about her was real and what wasn’t, I was beyond thrilled to discover that her desire for the darkness of the temple was as strong as ever.

In fact, she’d asked for this night herself. I was so happy to set it up for her.

I drove into her, deep and hard, relishing in the heat of her spasming center gripping me tightly as she came over and over. She was in rare form tonight, unleashed and uninhibited. I had her spread out and tied up on the bed, just as she requested — completely at my mercy.

As we picked up speed, my hard cock slamming into her faster and faster, the others moved forward, surrounding us and laying their hands on Kaylee’s quivering, helpless body.

Her eyes held my gaze as I exploded inside of her, the passion between us crashing into a roaring crescendo, the dozens of hands sliding over our skin sending us into the eye of a frenzied storm of delicious darkness. Our pleasure an eternal offering to the god of Acheron.

ChapterForty-Seven

KAYLEE

West was an absolute dream.

He treated me like a queen. A very desired queen.

The fact that he couldn’t keep his hands off of me obliterated any self-consciousness I’d possessed before. He left me feeling like the most beautiful woman in the world. I had never been more grateful for anything in my entire life.

He never left me guessing, never let me think for one second that he wasn’t serious about me.

His hands, his mouth, his cock — his pure heart — it was a dream come true.

A month after Joey’s death, I moved into the cabin in Big Sur with him. We’d been glued to each other the whole time anyway, so it seemed like the most natural thing to do.

I wanted to experience everything by his side.

That meant everything that happened at Profane, too. We’d kept the temple locked up tight for the time being, leaving all the secrets of that place behind. In the meantime, we were having a blast playing at Profane together.

I’d submitted to things I’d never imagined. I’d learned just how far I could push my boundaries. West was patient and kind and applied just the right kind of pressure at just the right times, leaving me breathless and in awe at the way he handled my body.

His instincts were excellent.

He’d managed to figure out how to draw every ounce of pleasure from my body, coaxing out the deepest parts of my sexuality, tapping into the darkest of my desires.

Tonight, we were planning on partying at the Hush Hush Club with Violet, Everleigh, Rian, and Theo. We’d been holed up in the cabin for weeks, and they’d all been complaining about not seeing us anymore.

As we reached the front door, West stopped me. “Kaylee, wait.”

I looked at him curiously, smiling up at this beautiful man that made me feel so amazing. Every time I looked at him, I felt blessed. I still couldn’t believe this was my life.

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