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Soon, we’re both moaning and swearing as sweat coats our skin and our climaxes build.
“Mine,” he growls and slaps my ass so hard it’ll surely leave a lasting print.
“Yours, Daddy. Only yours.”
His grip on my hips tightens at those words. Just as much as I need his praise, he needs my reassurance.
“You’re so fucking precious. Fuck, I don’t deserve you, but I’m never letting you go,” he growls.
Every muscle in my body tenses. As if he senses how close I am, he thrusts a finger into my pussy while he continues to fuck my ass. The room goes blurry around me. Little sparks of pleasure explode, starting at my toes and racing all through me until I’m screaming. I buck against him, crying out his name over and over. He hammers into me wildly, and suddenly his cock pulses as he lets out a ragged groan. My orgasm goes on and on, and he doesn’t stop pleasuring me until I finally collapse onto the mattress.
“Jesus Christ,” he murmurs.
“Mm-hmm,” is the only response he gets from me as I close my eyes and let out a heavy, satisfied sigh.
I’m woken up as Kieran gently lifts me from the bed and carries me into the bathroom. It’s steamy and warm in here, and it smells like vanilla and coconut. The only light in the room is the gentle glow of flickering candles.
The large oval bathtub is full of foamy bubbles. I expect him to lower me in, but as he always does, he surprises me and carefully steps over the ledge with me held firmly against him, then sinks with me into the hot water. Once he’s sitting, he adjusts me between his legs with my back to his front.
“Just rest, Little one. I’ll take care of you,” he murmurs quietly.
Closing my eyes again, I do exactly what he says and let him take over. He washes me, massaging my arms, legs, shoulders, and head as he does. I had no idea how sore my muscles were until now.
“I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.”
He chuckles. “The only one in heaven is me.”
I lean my head to the side to look up at him. He captures my mouth with his, kissing me gently at first. It doesn’t take long before we’re both moaning and clawing at each other.
With his hands on my hips, he turns me in the water so I’m straddling him, and in one swift move, he’s deep inside me. We move in sync together, making slow, passionate love. Nothing has ever felt so right. So perfect.
We finish together, clutching each other as we shudder and moan. After our breathing returns to normal, Kieran lifts me with him, covers me with a towel, and then grabs one for himself. I don’t know why it continues to surprise me that he always puts me first. Probably because no one ever has. Just like he’s never had someone love him for him. But I do. And I always will.
23
KIERAN
“So, we’re not going to kill this bastard?” Ronan eyes me in disbelief.
Irritation prickles at the base of my neck. “Not unless he says something that makes me change my mind.”
Although I really want to do so much more than kill him. I want to torture him. Make him beg for mercy before I let him slowly die.
Why the fuck did I make that promise?
“So, we’re here because…?” Grady asks.
“Because you two need to keep me from killing him,” I snap.
This is a bad idea. I’ve never had to hold back from ending someone. I have a feeling it’s going to take a lot more self-restraint than I have. One wrong word from this asshole, and I might explode.
Grady pulls into a parking lot. When I scan the building, I’m not sure what to think.
Olympia Addiction Help Rehab Center.
What the fuck? Cage didn’t give me any information other than an address and phone number. I expected the address to this guy’s home. But maybe this is where he stays?
We move in sync as we enter through the glass doors and approach the large reception desk. As soon as the woman behind the computer glances up at us, her eyes widen. It’s not lost on her that we’re rich and dangerous.