Chapter 10
Marcus
"Come on. Let's get you to the couch."
I guide Lila into my living room and ease her down onto the sofa. Her eyes roam the house, wide and curious, but she's shaking, and I know the adrenaline is making her jittery.
"This...this is your house?" She smiles weakly at me.
"Yeah, it's nothing much, but it's safe. You're safe. Okay?"
Nodding, Lila drops her head and leans forward until it hits my chest. "I can't believe all that just happened. Are you sure we're safe here?"
I lift her chin so she meets my eyes. "Yes, Lila. We are. This place has been set up by the company I work for. Top-of-the-line security features that you can't even see."
Her eyes go glassy. "You came all the way to Cilento's house. Just for me."
I can't help but smile, cupping her cheek and running my thumb back and forth over her skin.
"I'd do it again, princess. I won't let anyone hurt you."
She swallows hard, and I can see the fear in her eyes. "But what now? Are you going to leave? Take me back to my father?"
I shake my head and take her hands, squeezing. "No. Never. In fact, it'd make me damn happy if you promise to never go back to that house again."
"Really?" Lila's brows pinch together, but the corner of her mouth lifts. "I think I can do that, considering how furious I am at...Reginald."
We both hear how she doesn't call him her father.
"But I'd also like to know about us. Are we...do you want..."
I understand why Lila is nervous, but the truth is, she has no reason to be.
"Lila, I've been a goner since the moment I laid eyes on you. I wasn't playing around or exaggerating when I said I'd never let you go. You're mine, princess. And I intend on making you happy for the foreseeable future."
The tears spill over, but Lila is smiling wider than I've seen in a while, since before her father proved to be a royal dick.
"I...I like that, Marcus. I want to be with you. I know this is all fast, but...you're what I want. And for once, I'd like to get what I want. I...I've fallen in love with you."
A shockwave of emotion hits me.
I never thought I'd be good enough for anyone to earn their love. I've got blood on my hands from the past. Hell, I was ready to kill Cilento if he threatened Lila again.
But here we are, and there's not a single part of me that doubts Lila's commitment, her feelings. And the wild thing is, I feel it too.
I know this isn't just infatuation. Sure, that's there, so is the wild lust for this gorgeous woman. But so is my trust in her, my devotion, my...love.
"I love you too, princess." I lean forward, lifting her chin so that I can kiss her. "We'll figure this all out together. You and me."
"You and me." Smiling, Lila chuckles, looking up at me with so much adoration that I almost can't stand it—but I never want it to stop. "Against the world too?"
"I'll take it on for you, princess. I'm sure you'll give 'em all hell." I reach for her waist, pulling her into my lap.
"Damn straight, I will. Now," Lila rolls her hips, grinding herself on my hardening cock, "fuck me, Marcus. I want to celebrate."
Chuckling, I reach between us, going for the button and fly on my jeans. Lila takes off the robe she's still wearing, the light dusty maroon color so beautiful against her skin.
Her fingers slide the shoulder straps down as I free my erection. It brushes against her pussy, bare under the skirt of her nightgown, and already so wet for me.
"Ugh, that's good, princess. Rub that pussy across my cock."
She does as told, rocking her hips back and forth so that her seam glides over my shaft. Then I grab her hips, tilting them just right so that I can enter her.
"Marcus!" The cry is delicious, but I snake my fingers through her hair, stopping her in place.
"Ah, ah. Tell me who you belong to first."
She smiles, rolling her hips in search of sensation. "Yours. I'm yours, Marcus."
I grin, and we start up our rhythm again as I grope her breast, teasing her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.
"That's it, princess. Ride me good. Take every inch until I'm filling up that tight little pussy."
Lila's cheeks are flushed, her breathing already shallow and rushed. She grinds down harder, circling her hips, then pulling back to bounce up and down.
"You're so big. Ugh, god, yessss..." Lila's head falls back, and I grip harder, anchoring so that I can thrust up into her.
"And you're all mine, princess. Not a single other person is going to touch you. This pussy, this body, is mine."
Jacking my hips up sharply, I hit deep inside Lila, and she cries out, "Yes, Marcus, all yours!"
This is all heat and passion and fury. We're rushing toward this edge together, and I know that we both need it, that the horrors of her kidnapping are still lingering with her.
And I'll do whatever I need to make her feel safe, to keep those thoughts from her head, to fuck her until all she's thinking about is how good we feel together.
Pulling down one half of Lila's nightgown, I pull her chest closer to me and suck her nipple into my mouth.
She moans, the vibrations rumbling through my lips, and I fuck harder, faster.
I need her. I need this woman more than I need air, and I feel her clamp down around me as she comes, her delighted screams echoing in my small living room.
It's more than enough to have me coming, and I orgasm blindingly hard, filling up my precious princess with everything I have.
"Yes!" She clings to me, her head thrown back, and we ride the waves until we both collapse back down to the couch, her head resting on my chest.
Everything slows down, and when I catch my breath, I make sure she knows I'm serious about her staying.
"Lila, you can stay with me forever. I'm more than happy to help you leave your family behind. Which, speaking of, I'm sure you know that your father will suffer from all this. How's that make you feel?"
She pauses but nods, her head bobbing on my shoulder. "Not amazing. But he made his own bed. Now he has to lie in it. Also...I think I need to make one last trip to the family home. But I'd really like you there with me. I'll also need some real clothes for that."
I crane my neck to look down at her, stroking her cheek. "Anything you need, princess. I got you."
***
When morning comes, Lila and I get dressed—the clothes she ordered before her cards get cancelled arrived a few minutes ago—and we make a quick stop at the station before heading over to her family home one last time.
I can sense her nerves, and I hold her hand through the entire drive and walk up to the door.
We're greeted by the butler, and I glower at him as we stand in the foyer, waiting for her father to come down.
"Lila! Oh, thank god you're home!" Reginald does his best to rush down the stairs, and I have to fight a smirk when I see his arm in a sling. "This is so wonderful. We can get right back to—"
"We can get back to nothing," Lila cuts in. "I'm not staying. In fact, I've only come because I wanted to do what I knew you never would. End things amicably."
"What? Darling, you can't be serious." Reggie takes a step closer to Lila, but she pulls back, keeping the distance. "Honey, what is this? I'm your father."
"Yeah, which makes it that much worse that you gave me to a man like Cilento. That you were going to force me to marry Kyle, who's a raging asshole. A real chip off the CEO's block."
I can't stop the brief cut of laughter that sneaks out. That was brutal, babe. Well done.
"Lila—"
"No. You don't get to 'Lila' me. I'm not playing your games anymore. I'm leaving. I'm going to be living with Marcus, and you and everyone else in this 'family' aren't to contact me ever again. There will be consequences if you do."
Reginald reels back, scoffing as his hand flies to his chest. If he had pearls, he'd be clutching them.
"Is that a threat?"
I watch as Lila turns down the corners of her mouth, humor dressing her expression. "Take it however you want, Reginald. But it is certainly your formal command to leave me alone."
Lila presents the restraining order I helped her swing with my contacts at the station. Reginald is utterly floored, but Lila just turns on her heel and smiles at me.
I take her hand, grinning back, and we exit out the front door without another word.
"How you feeling now?" I cock a brow at her.
"Free. I feel free."