Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
RILEY
I try my best to wait up for Kieran, but after spending most of the day with the girls out by the pool, I’m completely beat. I yawn so hard my jaw pops, and my eyelids are heavy as I lay in the darkness.
The only thing stopping me from giving in is the fact that my mind is racing, replaying the conversation we just shared on repeat. Especially that word.
Eventually.
The word feels like a lead weight in my stomach.
How is Kieran going to feel when he learns that eventually is now, that I’m already carrying his child?
I press a hand against my tummy, the gesture instinctive and protective.
It still feels like a secret, something fragile and precious tucked away inside me, even though Ciara, Lucy, and now Mila know.
It’s only a matter of time before Ciara lets something slip to Ronan, and then all bets are off.
Ronan’s loyalty is to his brother, not to me, and if I’m not the one to tell Kieran this life-changing news, I’m not sure he’ll ever forgive me.
I squeeze my eyes shut and pray for sleep to come before I drive myself mad with what-ifs…
I wake to the dip of the mattress and the rustle of sheets.
My eyes blink open in the dimness, and the blurry outline of Kieran comes into focus as he climbs into bed.
“Hey,” I whisper.
“Hey.” He slides closer.
His arms find me and pull me against his solid chest, and I burrow into him with a sigh.
“I missed you.”
“I missed you too, little dove. More than you could know.” He presses a kiss to my hair.
“Did you find what you were looking for?”
He exhales slowly, shaking his head. “Not really. I’m no closer to figuring out where Cormac is. But what I did find… Let’s just say it gave me some clarity.”
I hesitate.
Part of me wants to press him for more, but I also want to just savor this moment with him and not have it become clouded by talk of Cormac.
“I’m just glad you’re back.”
He tightens his arms around me, and I nestle against his chest, letting the sound of his heartbeat soothe me.
“Me too, and I’m sorry for neglecting you. I’m going to make it up to you, Riley. I promise.”
“You don’t need to make up for anything. You’ve had a lot on your plate. I get it.”
Kieran gently wraps his hand around my neck and tilts my face up so that our eyes meet.
I watch him search my face, as if looking for something, but before he can ask any questions I know I don’t want to answer, I lean in and gently brush my lips against his.
“That’s one of the things I love most about you. You’re too damn understanding,” he murmurs against my lips. “But I’m still going to make it up to you.”
His voice is low and teasing, and it sends a shiver of pleasure down my spine.
“Oh, yeah? How?”
“How does dinner tomorrow night sound?” He nuzzles into my neck.
I arch against him as his lips find my neck, and when he sucks on the skin, I let out a moan.
“Sounds good. Where are we going?”
He pulls back just enough for me to see him grin. “Nowhere. I’m going to cook.”
I burst out laughing, but at the look on Kieran’s face, I quickly clap a hand over my mouth to stifle the sound.
“Cook? I didn’t know you knew how to.”
His grin turns cocky as his eyes flick to my mouth. “I’ve got a couple of dishes in my repertoire. As long as you keep your expectations low, you’ll be impressed.”
I shake my head, still chuckling. “Well, in that case, I can’t wait.”
He kisses me again, deeper this time, as his body moves on top of mine.
I eagerly spread my thighs, and Kieran settles himself between them as his tongue stokes against mine.
“I could give you a preview of dessert.” His lips trail down my jaw to my throat. “If you want.”
Heat floods me instantly, and I tighten my legs around his hips, pulling him tighter against me.
“I want that.”
“I thought you might.”
My hands move to his shoulders, my nails biting into the skin as the ache between my thighs grows with each kiss or lick of my neck.
“Kieran.”
“Patience, little dove.” He chuckles as he moves further down to kiss along the curve of my breasts. “I want to take my time.”
“And I don’t want you to take your time,” I grit out as I squirm beneath his touch.
He pulls down the straps of my cami top to expose my breasts. “You never do. But I’m in charge here, and if you want to come, you’ll have to be patient.”
I scowl up at him, wanting to wipe that cocky smirk off his face. “Are you sure about that?”
I arch my hips so that I brush against his cock.
Kieran hisses through his teeth, and I laugh at the look of agony on his face.
“I could do something about that, you know.”
“Oh, I know you could.” He groans, his voice thick with need. “But if I don’t taste you right now, I’m going to fucking lose it.”
Well, I can’t argue with that.
By the time Kieran has kissed down the length of my torso, stripping me out of my pajamas as he goes, my inner thighs are slick from my arousal and my clit is throbbing.
“Please.” I sink my fingers into his silky hair as he licks along my lower stomach.
He chuckles, his breath tickling my skin. “Seeing as you asked so nicely.”
He pulls my shorts down my thighs and tosses them aside before dipping his head between them.
At the first lick of his tongue along my pussy, I swallow a cry of pleasure. Or it could be a sob.
It must be the pregnancy hormones making my body so sensitive because he hasn’t even touched my clit, and I’m on the verge of climaxing.
Kieran groans. “Oh, dove, you taste so sweet.”
My thighs are already trembling, and the moment Kieran’s tongue circles my clit, I lose all control.
My hands move to squeeze my breasts as I grind my hips against his mouth.
I wait for Kieran to pull back and make me work for my climax, but it seems he’s enjoying himself too much from the grunts of approval he makes as he continues to feast on me.
He licks along my core slowly before flicking the tip of his tongue over my clit.
I gasp at the sudden rush of pleasure, and he smiles against me before doing it again.
Only when I’m almost sobbing with need does he move all of his attention to my clit, knowing that’s what I need to finish.
His fingers dig into my thighs, holding me against his face as he slowly circles the sensitive bud.
Every nerve in my body is on fire, and when he finally wraps his lips around it and sucks, I unravel completely.
“Oh, god, yes!” I squeeze my breasts.
I don’t even care how loud I’m being or if every guard posted outside in the grounds can hear me because all I care about is Kieran’s mouth on my pussy, working me through my climax.
“So fucking sensitive,” he grunts when I collapse back against the pillows, my body pulsing from the aftermath of my orgasm. “Now turn over and let me see that incredible ass.”
I do as he says, whimpering with need as Kieran’s belt falls to the floor.
A moment later, he’s climbing on top of me and running the slick head of his cock along the curve of my ass.
“I don’t think you realize just how sexy you are, dove.”
I glance over my shoulder. “Well, it’s a good thing you married me, then.”
Kieran’s eyes are fixed on my ass, and I watch his ab muscles flex as he dips his cock between my legs.
When he makes contact between us, he clenches his teeth and lets out a groan that sends a shiver of need down my spine.
“Spread your legs a little for me, little dove. I want to make sure I fill you up all the way.”
I moan as my pussy clenches.
Even just the promise of his cock inside me, aching with need once again, is enough to drive me wild.
I spread my thighs, and Kieran grunts.
His hands move to grip my ass cheeks, spreading them apart as his cock nudges my entrance.
“Fuck, look at you.”
“I need you.” I moan, gripping hold of the sheets so tightly my knuckles turn white.
He moves one hand to my hip, gripping tightly as he slowly pushes his cock inside me.
I gasp as I stretch around him, taking in inch after inch until he’s buried inside me all the way.
“Well done, baby.” He strokes my hip.
I move my hips, brushing my ass against him.
He growls. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
“More…”
Kieran doesn’t waste any time. He pulls out all the way before slamming back inside me with one hard thrust that has me burying my face in the pillow to stifle my moans.
“I’ve missed you.” He thrusts his hips. “I’ve missed the feeling of being buried inside you.”
“I never want you to stop,” I gasp as his cock brushes my inner walls.
“Never.”
Kieran leans forward, bracing his hand on the headboard as he pumps his hips faster.
With every thrust, my climax builds once again, and from the sounds Kieran makes, I know he’s close.
“Come with me, Kieran. I need you to come with me.”
The headboard slams against the wall as Kieran’s pace turns punishing.
I can barely catch my breath.
He’s hitting me so deep that my eyes roll, and with one last hard thrust, I’m climaxing once again.
I cry out his name as my pussy spasms, and a rush of wetness floods the sheet beneath me.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” Kieran grunts as my pussy clenches around his cock.
I tremble beneath him, my mind and body too overwhelmed from the pleasure as his cock pulses inside me, emptying himself.
He continues to move inside me, drawing out my pleasure, until I’m almost sobbing, and only then does he slide his cock free.
He presses a kiss to my back. “You did so well, little dove. Let me clean you up.”
I lie on my front, completely exhausted, as Kieran grabs a towel from the bathroom and wipes between my thighs.
When he’s done, he climbs onto the bed, and I collapse against his chest, completely spent, though my pussy still pulses from the aftermath of my climax.
Kieran strokes my back lazily, his breathing deep and steady, and my eyes flutter closed as I focus on the feeling of his calloused fingers against my skin.
“You have no idea how much I enjoy making you come like that.”
I laugh weakly, pressing a kiss to his chest. “Oh, I think I have some idea.”
He chuckles. Then he sighs. “I love this.”
“What, being naked together?”
He laughs. “Yes. But I also love how close we are. I don’t want that to change, and I’ll do everything in my power to make sure it doesn’t.”
His words hit me right in the chest.
I force a smile, even as guilt twists in my stomach.
“So will I.”
The words taste bitter because it’s nothing but a lie.
Things will change, maybe in ways we can’t come back from.
Only time will tell if that change is good or bad, and that terrifies me more than anything.