26. CONAN
Chapter twenty-six
W ith a coy look and a half grin, Angel let her hands drift to her shoulders, the water lapping along her collarbone. She slid her fingers under the straps of her bikini top, letting them fall into the water—a slow striptease. She reached one hand behind her back and, with a flick, unclasped her top. Her eyes stayed locked on mine, her smile broadening as she flung the top onto the pool deck, making my mouth water.
Frozen in place, I watched as she dipped down into the water, wiggling her hips. The sight of her bare breasts made my dick stand at attention. Then she tossed the bottoms of her swimsuit out as well. Her boldness made my blood race.
My gaze drifted down. The moonlight glimmering on the water’s surface highlighted her every move. Her expression morphed into an impish smile, and she turned and carefully pulled herself up, water streaming down her back—ass—thighs as she faced the bay in the distance. The moon’s illumination caught the droplets on her skin, making her look like a damn goddess.
She placed her knee on the edge of the pool, giving me a tantalizing glimpse of her dark pink lips, then flipped herself around to sit on the edge, dangling her feet in the water. Like a siren luring me in, she stared down at me seductively. “I’m not trying to prove anything, Conan. I’m just being honest. I know what I want, and I want you.”
Heat flared in her eyes as she scrutinized me—daring me to make a move.
My control was slipping, her boldness pushing me to the edge. I had to make a choice, and every second made it harder to resist.
Angel slowly placed one foot, then the other, on the edge of the pool. She pressed her knees together, and water streamed down her shins, over the tops of her feet, and dripped from her cute little toenails that were painted hot pink. Then her knees separated and fell open, and she leisurely spread her legs wide, exposing her juicy pussy. I nearly lost my shit right then and there. My Angel wanted what she wanted, and that was me. Never in my fucking life had I seen something so damn inviting. The water glistened on her belly, falling in thin rivulets over her mound and down the creases of her thighs. The folds of her pussy were now on full display for me. My dick got rock-hard, even in the waist-deep cool water.
When she brought the fingers of one hand to her mouth, my gaze followed. Her tongue swirled around the two middle digits before they disappeared between her lips. The sight of her cheeks hollowing as she sucked sent my mind spiraling with thoughts of those lips wrapped around my cock. She trailed saliva-coated fingers down to tease one of her nipples, making it perk right up. Her other hand moved south, fingers dancing over her wet folds before settling on her clit. She circled her sensitive nub with her middle finger, and her back arched in response to the delicious friction. My eyes locked onto hers as she let out an intoxicating moan. This made my dick throb beneath the cool water, completely betraying any sense of control I thought I had.
Those crystal-blue eyes of hers…they cut through all the bullshit and pierced my soul. I was forever lost to her. That twenty percent angel, eighty percent devil mix made me want to dive headfirst into whatever underworld she’d take me.
As if reading my mind, Angel curled her lips into a sly smirk and she began giving me one hell of a show. She spread her legs wider, utterly captivating me.
“God, I want to feel your dick inside me.” She moaned as she slipped one, then two fingers into her wetness. I swallowed hard, trying to stay still and just watch her sexy performance. My cock twitched, aching to replace her fingers—to be the one making her moan and writhe.
Her fingers fucked her pussy mercilessly, pulling out only to sweep her sweet juices over her clit.
Her moans grew louder, more desperate. Then her orgasm ripped through her, making her groan loud enough that it echoed around the pool.
My control was slipping. Her boldness and pleasure-filled face pushing me up to the breaking point.
There she sat on the edge of the pool, writhing from the orgasm she’d just given herself. I couldn’t take it any longer, so I shot through the water like a fucking torpedo, reaching where she sat, legs still stretched wide. “Your pussy looks good enough to eat,” I growled.
She spread her legs for me like she knew it was going to be my last meal. And hell, maybe it was .
Reverently, I kneeled between her legs, hooking her thighs in my elbows, breathing in the intoxicating scent of her arousal. I lifted her ass and pulled it forward until it was hanging over the edge of the pool, giving me full access. Then I peppered her thighs with soft kisses before darting my tongue out and flicking her clit. Enveloping her in the warmth of my mouth, I feasted. Her gasp was music to my ears, spurring me on as I sucked and licked her sensitive nub. The tangy sweetness of her juices made my mouth water, and I couldn’t help but moan at the exquisite flavor.
“Oh God, yes!” she shouted, her hands gripping the pool’s edge as if her life depended on it.
My fingers slid into her wetness, curling in search of her most sensitive spot while I continued to feast on her clit. Her hips bucked, her breathing becoming ragged as my fingers brushed against that magic button. The combination had her squirming beneath me. Instead of tipping her over, I withdrew my fingers, replacing them with my hungry tongue. It pumped relentlessly in and out of her, my teeth grazing her clit while my thumb circled her puckered hole, applying just enough pressure to make her gasp. To my pleasant surprise, she pressed against my finger. I savored the thought of taking her there too.
Angel’s legs began to shake uncontrollably, her cries growing desperate as she reached the brink of another orgasm.
“Conan!”
Her walls clenched around my tongue, her body convulsing with ecstasy while she screamed my name. The sight of her writhing in pleasure, completely lost in the sensation, was enough to make me ready to burst.
I scooped her up effortlessly and carried her toward the steps of the pool. Her legs wrapped around my torso. Her pussy settled against my throbbing cock, the sensation making me all the more desperate for release.
Before I climbed the first step, she wriggled out of my hold, falling back into the water and laughing. She grabbed my hand and spun me around. Confused, I cocked my head to the side, arching a brow.
“Sit,” she commanded, pushing me onto the top step of the pool. The water lapped against my ass as my shaft stood tall, like a flagpole, out of the water.
She lowered herself onto her knees on the step below me until her face was level with my aching erection. Glancing up at me with that wicked grin of hers, she took it in her hand and licked the head slowly, her tongue teasing the sensitive frenulum. My Angel was eager to indulge in her own feast. Her other hand cupped my balls while teasing the strip of skin behind them, eliciting a deep groan from me that vibrated against her lips. She giggled, and I almost lost my mind.
“Shit, Angel, don’t do that to me. I want to savor this for as long as I can,” I growled as her tongue swirled around the head of my cock and down along the back of my shaft.
Her lips and hands worked in tandem, bringing me closer to my release. Soon she started pushing my cock deeper into her mouth and taking me into her throat, stroke after stroke until tears were streaming down her cheeks. She didn’t gag or show any sign of pain, but I couldn’t stand to push her beyond her limits. I gently withdrew from her mouth, not wanting to hurt her.
Angel rested her head on my thigh, gasping for air. Feeling the need for release, I pulled away from her and lifted her in my arms once more. I carried her over to a poolside chaise, positioning myself on top of her. As her legs wrapped around me, I put one foot on the ground.
“Conan,” she whispered, her breath hot against my ear. “I want you inside me. ”
“My Angel, you have no idea how much I’ve been craving this,” I breathed out, thrusting into her tight heat in one smooth motion. Our bodies moved together, our desire for each other insatiable. The sounds of our passion filled the air, punctuated by the slap of skin against skin.
“Ah, what the fuck!” I yelped as an unexpected, wet sensation on my balls caught me off guard. I jerked back and caught sight of Murphy, Samantha’s little white shih tzu, going to town on my nether regions.
“Murphy!” Samantha’s voice rang out from the doorway. “What are you doing?!”
“Shit,” I muttered, annoyed as hell but struggling not to laugh. Angel’s eyes widened in shock as her hands flew up to cover her face.
“Conan, you’re corrupting my dog!” Samantha screeched, her face turning a deep shade of red. She threw her hand over her eyes but couldn’t resist peeking through her fingers.
“Hey now, your damn dog is the pervert here,” I shot back, grinning despite the absurdity of the situation. “He just licked my balls!”
Angel let out a muffled giggle, her body shaking with laughter as she rested her forehead on my chest.
Samantha, still mortified, pleaded, “Come here, Murphy.” She tried to coax him away with a promise of a treat from the fridge. “You want some turkey? Come on, sweet boy, let’s get you something better to eat.”
I gave no fucks. I pulled out and scooped Angel up into my arms, carrying her past Samantha and straight up to the guest bedroom she was staying in. While we ascended the stairs, she buried her face in my neck, laughing and blushing at the ridiculousness of it all .
Once we were in the bedroom, I moved to toss Angel onto the bed, but she clung to me like a koala, pulling me down with her. We rolled over to the center of the bed in a tangled mess of limbs, laughing uncontrollably. I scooted back and propped myself up against the pillows, resting my head against the wall.
“Okay, enough playing around,” I said, my tone firm but lighthearted. “I don’t like to play games, Angel—I like to fuck.”
“Me too,” she replied with a devilish grin, straddling my hips. My cock twitched in anticipation, desperate for release.
In a single graceful move, Angel impaled herself on my dick, her tits bouncing in my face. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, and I fought to hold back a groan. She began to ride me like a goddamn stallion, and soon our bodies were moving in heated sync.
“Mmm, fuck!” I roared as we picked up speed, the sound of our skin smacking against each other spurring me on.
“Conan, you feel so good inside me,” she moaned, throwing her head back as our bodies moved together, slick with sweat.
“Angel, you’re driving me insane,” I hissed, my fingers digging into her ass. She rode me with wild abandon as I heaved her up and down on my cock even harder, making her whine. I grinned. This was what I needed—this raw, unbridled passion. Her nails dug into my shoulders as she cried out in pleasure. The sensation of her tight, wet pussy gripping my dick made me feral.
“Don’t stop! I’m so…so close,” she stammered, her breath hot against my face. Her blue eyes were glazed with lust as she looked down at me. I reached up to cup her perfect breasts, my thumbs flicking over her sensitive nipples as she continued to bounce on my cock.
“Damn, your tits are incredible,” I told her, leaning up to capture one of her nipples in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the hardened tip before gently nipping it between my teeth. She cried out, tangling her fingers in my hair. I switched to the other nipple, sucking it hard between my lips.
“Shit, Conan, I’m gonna come…” She panted, her body trembling as she neared her climax. My hands slid down to cup her ass, and I skimmed my fingers between her cheeks to tease her puckered hole, which was dripping with her own juices. Slowly, I eased one finger in just past the first knuckle, making her gasp. She seized my dick in an iron grip.
“Oh, fuck!” she screamed, her orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave. She flung her head back. There was nothing better than watching my Angel fall to pieces. Her pussy pulsed around me, and it was the most incredible sensation I’d ever felt. I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a guttural groan, I slammed into her one last time, my climax exploding through me as I filled her with my cum.
Our bodies shuddered together, limbs entwined, while we rode out our intense orgasms.
“That was… Fuck, that was amazing,” I whispered, my voice hoarse.
“Mmm,” she purred, collapsing onto my chest. She pressed a soft kiss to my neck before draping an arm over my shoulder, her body warm against mine. “It really was.”
She took deep, ragged breaths, attempting to steady herself. We stayed like that for a while, as we came down from our rapture.
“Aren’t you glad you gave in to me?” she asked. “Maybe you won’t be so hard to convince next time.” She let out a soft chuckle.
I smirked. “You say that as if I’m done with you, my Angel. But I’m just getting started. You opened the gates and released the beast. Now you’re going to learn just what I meant when I warned you about me taking advantage of your innocence.” With a swift, decisive action, I flipped her over onto her belly and shoved her knees up under her, positioning her just right, ass in the air.
“Seriously?” She gasped, glancing back at me with wide eyes. “You’re ready for round two already?”
“Can’t help myself,” I admitted, rubbing my already-hard dick along her butt crack and onto her back. A shiver ran down her spine. “You turn me on like no one else.”
“All right then,” she said in a sultry and eager voice. “Let’s test your stamina.”
“My girl’s a greedy little devil, aren’t you?”
In reply, she wriggled her ass against my cock.
I positioned myself behind her, relishing the sight of her perfect ass. Gripping her hips, I brushed her wet pussy lips with the tip of my cock and slowly pushed into her, moaning softly as her warmth enveloped my thickening shaft.
“You dare to question my stamina from this position, my Angel?” I growled.
“Mm-hmm,” she taunted.
With that, I hammered my cock into her, my gentleness long forgotten in the wake of how she provoked me. My girl was no angel in bed; she was my vixen, my personal addiction.
“Stroke that clit of yours while I fuck you,” I demanded. “I want to feel you squeeze around me again.”
“Like this?” she asked, putting her fingers in a V shape and sliding them down between her legs. She began stimulating her clit while adding friction to the sides of my dick at the same time.
“Perfect,” I grunted, pounding into her wet heat. The way her walls tightened around my dick drove me wild. The arm that held her weight began to shake, so she twisted her fingers into the sheets, providing her the leverage to return my thrusts stroke for stroke. With each one, the tip of my cock pulled all the way back to the edge of her entrance before slamming against her back wall.
“Fuck…Conan,” she moaned, and I could sense her approaching climax. Her breaths started coming in short gasps as her body tensed.
“Come for me, Angel,” I commanded, feeling my orgasm building as my balls tightened.
With a cry of pleasure, she shuddered. Her walls clenched around me, waves of ecstasy crashing over her.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pulled out and let my hot cum shower her back, painting her skin with the evidence of our passion.
“Wow,” she breathed heavily, turning to look at me with wide eyes. “I didn’t think you had that in you.”
“Never underestimate me, my Angel.” I grinned, admiring the sight of her flushed face and heaving chest.
Sliding one leg off the bed, I reached over and lifted her in my arms, then carried her to the shower in her en suite bathroom, our lips locked in a passionate, never-ending kiss. Without releasing her, I reached an arm in and turned on the hot water.
While we waited for it to heat up, I plopped her ass on the vanity. I couldn’t stop kissing her, couldn’t get enough of this woman. Every time those icy blues gave me her attention, fiery tendrils shot from my core to my groin. There was no rational explanation for why I was blazing toward this woman like wildfire. Nor was there any denying it either.
“My Angel, you’re all mine now,” I whispered, stamping a kiss on her forehead. “Let’s get cleaned up.”
With that, I lifted her off the counter and guided her into the shower. When we stepped under the spray, she jumped away—the water was a bit too hot. I moved to block it from hitting her and quickly adjusted the temperature as her laughter filled the steamy air.
“Let me help you,” I murmured, reaching for the soap. Standing naked before me, she nervously crossed her arms in front of her chest. I took my time tracing her form with my eyes, then cocked my head to the side. “So now you’re shy?”
Biting the corner of her lip, she placed her hands on my chest. “No, just feeling exposed. The lights of the shower, the closeness…the nakedness. It’s all just very real, standing here as you scrutinize me from head to toe.”
“I’m not judging you, beautiful. More like stunned that you’re standing before me.”
I gently pulled her against my chest. She wrapped her arms around my waist, sighing as she relaxed into me. Reaching over to the bottle of bath gel, I squirted a handful into my palm and lathered my hands up behind her. Then I caressed her skin, running my foamy hands from the nape of her neck down her back and over the curves of her ass. After I was finished, I shifted her into the warm spray. She let out a mellow sigh against my chest. I took the time to drink in this moment, running my fingers over her back and tracing the curves of her sides. She was the perfect fit for me.
Forcing myself to break out of the trance I’d succumbed to, I groaned and moved her so I could grab the shampoo. I squirted it into my palm and applied it to her long locks, tenderly stroking her scalp and running my fingers through her hair while she rested her forehead on my pec. Turning her within my arms, I guided her head under the spray, carefully rinsing her hair. Then I added conditioner to her lengths and repeated the rinsing process, leaving her hair smooth and tangle free. Remembering the hair tie holding my hair back, I pulled it out and shook my hair like a wet dog. She giggled, reaching up and running her hands through it .
Stepping back, I took her chin with my thumb and gave her a soft kiss. With my fingers, I combed her hair up into a high, crazy bun, securing it with the hair tie. Now that I had full access to her long, slender throat, I couldn’t help but trail tender kisses along it. It would have been easy to lose myself in her, but I stepped away to add more soap to my hands. I scrubbed them together, creating lots of foamy goodness before placing my hands on the sides of her neck. Moving from her neck, over her shoulders, and downward, I explored every curve and crevice of the rest of her body. The intimate touch, combined with the hot water and steam, reignited the fire between us.
She rose on her toes, wrapping her hands around my neck, and pulled me in for a demanding kiss.
“Your turn,” she said, taking the soap from me and repeating the process on my body. She even climbed onto the bench and tenderly cleaned and conditioned my hair. God, did her touch make my head spin. Her skin glistened under the water, and my cock hardened once more as she ran her fingers over it with soap and rinsed it clean. Angel noticed, biting her lip and giving me a playful grin. “Already?” she teased. “You really are insatiable.”
“I’m fucking bewitched by you, my little devil in angel’s wings,” I replied, wrapping my fingers around her tiny waist and pulling her close. Sitting down on the bench, I hoisted her up to stand over me and positioned her feet on either side of my hips. Her wet pussy hovered just above my face—the perfect height for me to taste her again. She gasped when my tongue found her clit. I began licking it and sucking it between my lips while my hands wrapped around her ass. I could smell her arousal and taste her desire.
“Delicious,” I growled, sinking my tongue into her sensitive folds. My hands forced her harder against my mouth while my fingers teasingly brushed against her puckered hole. She gasped again, louder this time, gripping my hair as I sucked on her clit.
It wasn’t long before her body tensed up. Just before she came, I lowered her onto my rock-hard cock, growling in pleasure when her tight walls engulfed me once more.
“Ride me, Angel.”
She ground her hips in rhythm with mine and held my face as we kissed passionately. I gripped her tightly, driving her up and down my shaft as we moved together in perfect sync.
“Come with me, my Angel,” I growled, my climax building. She nodded, her eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that sent heat down my spine.
“Conan!” she screamed, her walls squeezing me tight as her orgasm washed over her. The sensation pushed me over the edge, and we came together in a powerful release that left us both breathless.
“God, I can’t believe it,” she panted, resting her forehead against mine. “You’re amazing.”
“For you, anything.” I pressed one last lingering kiss to her lips before helping her stand and turning off the water. As the steam cleared, I stepped out and grabbed a fluffy towel from the cabinet. Carefully and slowly, I rubbed it up and down her body, making sure every inch of her skin was dry before doing the same to myself.
“Conan…I think I might’ve gotten more than I bargained for with you,” Angel admitted, her legs shaking slightly from exhaustion. “You’ve got quite the insatiable appetite and the ginormous ever-ready dick to go with it.” She laughed as a bright smile lit up her face.
Scooping her up, I carried her to the bed and laid her down gently.
I spooned up against her. She fit perfectly against me, like a key sliding effortlessly into its lock. As she drifted off to sleep, I traced the lines of her face and the curves of her body, marveling at the connection we shared.
Soulmates, true love, and forever were just fairy tales—but then I met her.
It didn’t make sense. Hell, I’d spent my whole life dodging anything that even hinted at real feelings. I’d always been the guy who kept it light, never letting anyone get close enough to see the cracks beneath the surface. But Angel had fallen into my life—quite literally—and changed everything. When she was brought into the ED, bloody and unconscious, something had shifted inside me. I couldn’t leave her side, not then and not now.
For a month, I’d watched over her as she lay there, vulnerable and angelic. The amnesia had stripped her of her past but not her spirit. Even though she didn’t remember who she was, she faced each day with a kind of grace and resilience that left me in awe. No vanity, no pretense—just pure, natural beauty. And that kindness, man, it blew me away. She had every reason to be angry at the world, to feel lost, but instead, she was grateful, gentle, and strong.
There was something about her that drew me in deeper than I’d ever thought possible. Maybe it was how she saw me—not as some carefree playboy but as someone worth getting to know. She didn’t judge me for my past or the walls I’d built around my heart. She accepted me for who I was in this moment, and that scared the hell out of me. Yet it also made me want to protect her with everything I had.
I’d never been one to get attached, but with my Angel, it was different. I could envision myself in her future—not as a fleeting presence but as something real and lasting. Falling for her was like jumping out of a plane without a parachute—dangerous and thrilling. I didn’t understand it, but I was falling hard and fast, and there was no stopping it .
This woman, with her strength and kindness, had broken through the barriers I’d carefully constructed, and I was okay with that. My Angel was more than just a woman in my life; she was becoming my reason to fight, to protect, and to love. And damn if that didn’t make me feel more alive than I ever had before.
My life would never be the same after tonight.