Chapter 33
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
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K ieran hasn’t left my side in days.
It’s nicer than I want to admit. He’s been, almost overbearing, but in a sweet way. He’s allowed Cristiano to station men outside of our room and said that he could implement any security measures that he felt necessary to ensure that he’s not going to be a threat. I don’t love the way my brother keeps looking at Kieran like he’s a feral dog ready to snap… but I suppose that it would be asking for entirely too much to think that they were going to get along immediately. They are existing together, that’s more than I ever expected them to be able to. I have to remind myself to be grateful.
It’s an unexpected yet strangely comforting new reality.
Kieran’s presence is a constant, silent protector.
However, the power dynamic between us has shifted dramatically.
Kieran is attentive, making sure that anything that the baby or I could possibly ever need or want is provided for me. It’s easier to eat now that I know I get to keep them both. I’m not in any rush to try to plan the wedding or the nursery yet. I want to find a new place that will be just ours, but for now we’re planning on staying in the Dominio headquarters until my brother’s pissing contest is resolved. Having Kieran be so attentive is empowering. I don’t think he’s able to say no to me anymore. I am his queen and at night, he serves me well.
Honestly, I’m not sure what I should credit the change in him to. I suppose it’s just the general prospect of becoming a father. Given his own tumultuous history with his father, I can’t say that I’m surprised he doesn’t want to repeat any of the mistakes that he experienced. Liam is the only family that he has left that he’s able to claim.
When he’s around me, he’s different - softer.
I sit on the bed, waiting for him to come back with takeout from my favorite Thai place. He doesn’t bother knocking on the door when he arrives, just comes in with the fragrant bags of food hanging off of his arms.
“Now, before you start complaining that it’s too much food, I wanted to try a little bit of everything. Maybe the baby will want you to try new things too,” Kieran teases, pulling over my circular table and placing it by the end of our bed and starting to lay things out.
“I doubt it. The baby seems to be just as picky as I am.” I laugh and scoot to the edge of the bed, letting my feet perch on the end of the bedframe and lean over my knees. There’s not going to be a bump for a long time. I still don’t know how I’m going to handle the body changes when they come, but for now Kieran and I are going to keep trying to take things one day at a time.
“I ran into your brother and Maeve on the way up here…” He says, not looking at me directly when he speaks.
“Oh?” I open the takeout container and take a small bite of noodles. They are heavenly.
Kieran nods. “She doesn’t seem to like me here any more than I like them, but today she only stuck up her middle finger at me and walked on by.”
I laugh. “Progress then.”
Kieran shrugs. The fact that he didn’t return the gesture is a good enough sign for me. I am of the opinion that as soon as my baby is here, they will all be too focused on the new addition to the family to be bothered with hating Kieran. Cristiano hasn’t even given him an assignment yet. I can tell Kieran’s anxious about it from the way he has taken to prowling around the estate when the pent-up energy gets to be too much.
As much as I love these little soft moments together where we can just share one another’s company like this, I think I like those moments where his primal energy has built up to the point of needing a particular sort of release just as much.
“It’s going to work out.” I assure him, putting the noodles away when I’ve eaten all that I can. “He’s just stubborn. A family trait.”
Kieran rolls his eyes and nods. He’s very well acquainted with my stubborn side.
I lean forward and kiss his cheek sweetly. “Thank you for being so patient with him… with all of this. It means a lot to me.”
Kieran’s gaze darkens. “Oh yeah, how much does it mean to you?”
I can’t help but to return the gesture. Quickly, he forgets all about his food as I playfully shrug at him. “I guess I could show you better than I can tell you…”
He doesn’t need any more encouragement than that. His hands find my hips, lifting me up and back onto my bed easily as he slides on his knees over top of me. “Is that right?”
I bite my bottom lip and nod. “So grateful, in fact, I might even let you do that thing that I like so much…”
Kieran groans. I swear his mouth is salivating. “Tease.”
“You love it.”
Kieran smiles just before he kisses me. My whole body seems to come alive when he kisses me like that. Kieran’s hand flattens over my stomach, trailing lower and lower at such a painfully slow pace that I’m sorely tempted to grab his wrist and simply push his hand where I so desperately want it to be.
Dipping inside of my panties, he finds just how much his teasing appeals to me. I swear he’s got me conditioned in a way that the slightest proximity to this man has me ready to have him inside of me. It’s like a drug, and I’m addicted. He parts my legs with his own, the same moment that his fingers slowly sink inside of me. Such a slow pace. It’s maddening.
I try to kiss him, and he pulls away. His thumb finds my swollen clit, applying the pressure and motions that make my toes curl. I grab his wrist, try to speed up the pace, my hips grinding into his hand wantonly, but he’s too strong for me. He won’t be moved no matter how hard I try.
“Kieran… please… please…”
“I love it when you beg, Princess.” He mocks me, keeping my pleasure blocked from me. I try to reach into my pants, ready to work around him but he drags my other hand away from me and holds it captive behind my back. If I just have to sit here and take it, I’m going to go insane!
“Kieran!” I plead, wanting more - wanting to feel him… at the very least to be able to touch him…to kiss him. I squirm, trying my best to seek more pleasure and just when I get so frustrated that I want to cry, he gives me exactly what I want. A third finger, pulsing inside of me the same time he speeds up and I cry out, starting to fall forward when he releases my arm and cups his hand over the lower half of my face, muffling the sounds.
“Careful, Princess. We are, after all, in the Dominio estate,” Kieran says in a husky voice that I want to hear more of.
I nod, stifling my next moan by biting down on my lip. I can’t stop moving, fucking his hand desperately chasing that high… and then he stops.
I want to cry.
“What?!”
Kieran laughs, pushing me back onto our bed, grabbing my hips and sliding me up the bed and positioning himself between my legs. Slowly, painfully slowly he starts to slide my clothes off of me with a sinister grin. “What’s the matter, Princess? Are you in a rush? I think I want to take my time… maybe all night long.”
My thighs press together in anticipation. My chin dips and I return his hungry gaze with one of my own. “Bet you can’t.”
“Wicked princess.” Kieran chuckles, pressing his hard length against me, having me moaning and bucking my hips up to chase the friction.
It’s going to be a very, very long night.