Chapter Thirty-Two
Eros
One month later…
“Fuck, you feel good,” I groaned as the headboard of our bed slammed against the wall. “But if you don’t slow down, the little gremlin will come banging on the door. And we’ll have to stop. I don’t want to stop until you’re filled with my cum.”
She giggled but didn’t change her pace. I could tell she was close. Her cunt was so wet, her arousal dripped down my nuts and her walls fluttered around me.
The first light crept through the bay windows of our bedroom, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor causing the bedroom to glow with a golden hue.
It wasn’t even seven o’clock yet, and the city was still half-asleep.
No sirens blared, no voices sounded, just the distant hum of a streetcar and the rustle of eucalyptus leaves outside the window.
I had a death grip on her hips as she rolled them, riding me like there was no tomorrow. She had finally said yes to moving in with me. I could understand her hesitation, but I wanted her under the same roof as me and Ambrose. Just like me, she had him under her spell.
Life was slowly getting back to normal. No more questions or ambushes by the press about her father’s death helped her move on.
She had even talked to her ex-best friend’s parents about her death.
It shocked her to find out they also weren’t happy about the relationship her father had with their daughter either.
It surprised her they had even confronted her father over it, but it didn’t do anything to help in the end.
They gave their condolences, and she did the same.
She’d known them for a long time, so she had no hard feelings toward them for what their daughter had done.
Now the only person who was still up in the air after all this happened, even a month later, was her brother, Brent.
She hadn’t heard from him since he disappeared that day of the funeral.
She had called him many times, left countless messages, but nothing.
She was extremely worried about him, but I told her not to worry. He was fine.
I knew he was fine because I had Knox track his ass down, and I talked to him myself. I hadn’t told her, but I told her Knox found him. He needed time away from everyone, even from her. I respected his decision.
“Niko,” she moaned.
I sat up, digging my fingers into the flesh of her hips as she continued to grind against me. I pulled her nipple into my mouth, sucking it hard. She groaned, then started bouncing up and down on me.
“Fuck, baby. That’s it. You want to cum?”
“Yes, Niko. Yes!”
I sucked that sensitive spot on her neck just beneath her ear, and her pussy clamped down around me.
I fell backward and plowed into her from below as her orgasm barreled through her.
The look of euphoria on her face and the feel of the walls of her cunt gripping me, pulled my own orgasm from me as I released inside her.
She lay against my sweaty chest while I remained inside her, never wanting this feeling to end. Other than my son being the best part of my life, these times with Janea were right up there with it.
As we both lay there, catching our breaths, I wondered what my life would be like without her in it. And I couldn’t imagine how much it would fucking suck. This woman had changed not only the path of my life but also my son’s.
“I want you wearing my patch.”
Her breath fanned against my skin, but she remained quiet.
I understood this was a big step. I’d explained to her how much wearing my property patch meant in my world.
This was me asking her to be in mine and my son’s life forever.
Without the ring, but that was coming soon too.
I just wanted her to get more used to being in my world before we made that leap.
She sat up with her palms planted on my chest.
“I don’t expect an answer today,” I said, folding my arms behind my head. “But that’s where I am.”
“And you’re sure you’re ready to make that commitment to me?” she asked. “I know how important that is.”
“I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t. Come here.”
She smiled, and it was the most beautiful thing I’d seen in a while. It had been a long time since she graced me with her smile. She’d been carrying so much on her shoulders since this shit with her father, but I was glad she was moving past it.
Her beautiful hair was tousled and untamed, like she had been thoroughly fucked, and her body still glistened with sweat. When she leaned forward, the warmth of her breath feathered across my lips as I looked in her eyes.
“I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart. This is forever.”
I knew she had some trust issues, but my heart was all in this. This between us was always going to be until I no longer walked this Earth.
I kissed her.
Slow. Intentional. A silent promise, she was mine, and I was hers. A promise to never leave. My lips brushed hers. She was a goddess I’d worship forever.
Her hands slid to my head, her fingers threading through sweat-damped hair. I pulled her closer, our bodies already familiar with the other. However, this was different. I knew it, and so did she.
This was a declaration between us.
The kiss lingered as we promised each other not just to love one another, but to fight for one another as we built this new life that would survive anything as long as we stuck together. We had already proved this was something no one could come between as long as we remained each other’s rock.
When she pulled away, her eyes glistened. “Yes.”
I couldn’t help the grin that crossed my face. “You’ll be my old lady?”
She nodded.
I flipped her over, pushed her legs apart, and settled between her thighs. As I slid inside her, my heart swelled inside my chest. She was my heart. Other than my son, and our future kids, no one would ever be as important as her.
“I love you, Janea. Forever.”
Her hand cupped my face, and I kissed her palm as I continued to move in and out of her. “I love you too, Niko.”