Chapter 26
Killian
I ended up calling Mason on the drive back to Briarwood, and he told me that I should go to the penthouse.
He makes a fair point – the last thing I want to do is put Hayden in any danger by going back to the apartment, and the penthouse has security.
It’s also much safer for Mia, and Mia’s safety is and always will be my number one priority.
Mason and his girl are away right now, but they don’t plan on utilizing the penthouse any longer since Bianca doesn’t have any active threats against her. Once they get back next week, they’re going to move into Mason’s actual apartment.
Asher and some of the guys from the firm are going to come by, either tomorrow or Monday. I need to tell him everything, and we’ll discuss next steps.
I like Asher, and I value his opinion, so I’m curious to see what he has to say. My only fear is that he won’t be on board, and I would hate to have to go rogue, because I could really use his help and his men. But I’ll do what I have to do.
I’m not letting Angelo live. Not after all the shit he put Mia through.
Fuck, I feel like such an asshole. Mia tried to explain herself more than once, and I shut her down so fast every single time. Why the hell didn’t I listen to her? I was so quick to judge her because she hurt me.
None of this was her fault. What Angelo did was diabolical. I can’t even believe that she knew him and Gus this whole time – that she was going to marry Gus before he died.
That revelation was such a mind fuck. And for Angelo to threaten her, to fucking mark her skin, claim her; it makes my blood boil. I can’t wait to kill him. He deserves it.
When Gus died, I always thought that it was a possibility that he played a part in the accident that took Gus’s life. But no one could ever prove it. Gus was a victim of a hit and run. It never sat well with me.
And now knowing that Mia was supposed to marry Gus, and Angelo was obsessed with her…
well, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that Angelo probably killed him.
They hated each other. Angelo hated Gus, and Gus was indifferent about the whole thing, which made Angelo crazy.
Angelo was completely insignificant to Gus, and he couldn’t stand that.
“Hey,” Mia’s voice snaps me out of my thoughts, and I look up at her. I’m sitting at the dining room table, lost in thought. I thought that she was sleeping.
“Hey, pretty girl,” I say quietly. I stand up, making my way over to her.
“I can’t sleep,” she says, looking up at me.
“No?”
“No,” she shakes her head as she bites her lip, and I bring my mouth down to meet hers.
Mia kisses me back eagerly, and this kiss is nothing like the one we had in the car earlier.
After she told me that she loved me.
It’s still so surreal; she loves me. I don’t deserve her love, but I have it anyway. I think of what a prick I’ve been to her, and it makes me feel sick with guilt. Shame. Mia broke my heart, and I couldn’t admit that, so I wanted to get revenge. God, I was such a selfish asshole.
I have no idea why she loves me, but I’m so fucking lucky and grateful that she does.
Because I’ve always loved Mia Cavallo. Ever since the first night I saw her at that random house party, dancing on top of a coffee table in her leather jacket and red mini dress, spilling her beer all over the floor. I was just too proud to admit it.
I’ll do whatever I can to make things right and to make it up to her. I don’t think that anything I do will ever be enough, though.
Mia bites my bottom lip, and I can’t stop the groan from escaping my mouth. She pulls back, her eyes gleaming mischievously. But then she frowns when she notices the look on my face.
“I hope you’re not still feeling bad about everything,” she says.
I have no idea how she can read me so well, but I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.
“Of course, I feel bad, Kitten,” I reply. “I was such a fuck to you.”
“You weren’t,” she says, shaking her head. “I mean, not entirely.”
She reaches for me, touching my cheek with her hand.
“Besides, you know it turns me on when you’re kind of mean,” she says, a smirk on her lips. She’s trying to lighten the mood, but I don’t have it in me to go along with her.
When she sees that I’m not laughing, she sighs.
“Killian,” she whines.
She stares at me, and I see her eyes light up, and I wonder what the hell she’s thinking as she grins at me.
“Fine, you want to make it up to me?” she asks, and I quirk my eyebrows up at her. What the hell is she up to?
When I don’t answer quick enough, she stares at me with her hands on her hips and says, “Words, Killian.”
Fuck. Is she going full domme on me? I had no idea that was something I would ever be into – I’m always the dom. But her firm tone and command have my dick hard right now, and I realize that I like it.
“Yes, Mistress,” I reply, playing along, and her grin widens.
“Good boy,” she says, the grin never leaving her face. “Now follow me to the bedroom.”
Jesus. When Mia submits to me, she’s fucking sexy as all hell. But this is sexy, too. I can’t take my eyes off her as she saunters back to the bedroom. She’s only wearing a tee shirt and a thong, and the sight of her bare ass and legs practically has me drooling.
“Get on your knees,” she commands.
I sink to the floor as she watches me, and I can’t stop the chuckle from escaping my lips.
“What?” she asks, her cheeks turning pink, a worried look on her face. “Is this too weird?”
I shake my head, no.
“I’m in awe of you right now, Kitten,” I tell her. “Keep going. You’re so fucking sexy and confident. Own me. I give you full control.”
“Such a good boy,” she croons, her fingers caressing my cheek. “I don’t want you to feel bad anymore, Killian. I forgive you. I wasn’t even mad at you, but I feel like you need my forgiveness, and I want you to know that you have it.”
I don’t say anything, I just stare at her. This girl is fucking perfect. And she’s mine.
“I love you,” she goes on. “And you didn’t know the situation; you had every right to be mad at me-"
“Because I didn’t let you explain.” I can’t help but cut her off.
Mia sighs. “I could’ve found a way. It was easier not to tell you. I was afraid, too. What if you knew and still hated me? What if you could never look at me the same way again after seeing Angelo’s mark on me?”
I reach for her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her body towards me.
“Never,” I whisper, my voice fierce. “You’re mine, Mia. You always have been. I could never look at you differently because of what that monster did to you.”
She looks relieved by my words, and a small smile forms on her lips.
She leans down to kiss me, and when she pulls back, she grins.
“You know how I want you to make it up to me?” she whispers.
I give her a look, waiting for her to go on.
“By completely owning me right now, Killian,” she says. “I don’t want gentle. I don’t want you to coddle me. You know what I like. Please.”
Fuck, she looks so fucking hot when she’s begging me like that, her big Bambi eyes wide and full of lust.
She’s right. I’ve been very gentle with her all night, even though we haven’t even done anything sexually yet. But Mia doesn’t like gentle, she never has. Even back before all of this bullshit, gentle wasn’t our thing. I know this about her.
“You’re right,” I say, getting to my feet. “My Kitten likes it rough, doesn’t she?”
Mia nods eagerly and I grin at her.
“I want you naked,” I tell her now. “We’re going to play a game.”
“A game?”
I nod. “How many orgasms can you give me tonight, pretty girl?”
She lets out a whimper just from my words, and I laugh.
“We’re going to find out,” I say as I get on the bed, laying on my back. “Get your pretty pussy on my face, now.”
“Killian,” she murmurs, straddling my chest and climbing up me. She hovers above me for a second, but I don’t let her. I wrap my arms around her thighs, pulling her down, her pussy completely covering my nose and mouth.
Fuck, I love this. Her pussy is fucking perfect and I love when she rides my face. I lick and suck every single inch of her, loving the way she’s rocking her body against me. She’s moaning and whimpering, and the noises that she’s making are literally music to my ears.
I’m not surprised when she comes hard and fast, her entire body shaking violently. I love dragging her orgasms out for as long as possible, and I never stop licking her.
“Killian!” she exclaims, trying to squirm away from me.
I let her pull back for a moment, but only because I’m informing her that she’s going to give me another one right now.
“Get back on, Kitten,” I command, and she stares down at me with an incredulous look on her face.
“Wait, now?” she asks, blinking at me in disbelief. “But I just came.”
“And you’re going to come again,” I tell her.
“Killian-"
“What did you just tell me, Kitten?” I ask her. “That you don’t want to be coddled and you don’t want gentle. So, get your ass up here, now. Otherwise, I will tie you to this bed and I will edge the shit out of you for the rest of the night.”
She whimpers, trying to squeeze her legs together. I chuckle, not letting her. She doesn’t question me again, though, and I speak up once before she sits back down.
“Good girl.”
Then I’m back to eating Mia like I’m a man starved.
I know when she’s close; I know her body very well, and I love how she completely falls apart for me again, her orgasm shattering her.
I don’t draw out this one as long as I normally would because I know how sensitive she is right now, and this isn’t a punishment; I want Mia to enjoy every single second of this.
“Holy fuck, Killian,” she murmurs as she climbs off me. “My clit is still pulsing.”
I chuckle as I sit up, leaning forward to kiss her.
“Good,” I reply.
“I need you to fuck me,” she moans, and my dick twitches at her words. “I’ve been dreaming about your dick ever since the night you came on my tits.”
“Jesus, Mia,” I mutter.
Mia’s dirty talk is enough to put me right over the edge.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been dreaming about being inside this perfect cunt,” I whisper, and she nods at me as she gets on all fours.
I can’t help but laugh as I shake my head.
“You want me to fuck this pretty pussy from behind, Kitten?” I ask her as I grab a fistful of her hair.
“Fuck, yes,” she whimpers, and then I’m lining up with her entrance and slowly pushing myself in.
“You said you weren’t going to coddle me,” Mia complains, and I laugh as I grip her hair tighter, forcing her head up.
“Such a brat,” I murmur, and she giggles. I give her no warning as I slam into her, causing her to cry out.
I fuck Mia hard and fast. My pace is almost punishing, but this is what she wants, what she craves. And I’m more than happy to give it to her.
I can feel how close she is again, and I’m close, too. I’d like to last longer but I don’t think that’s possible right now.
“Fuck,” she moans. “Can’t come again.”
“You can and you will,” I snap and she lets out another whimper.
“Let go, Mia,” I say tauntingly. “Come on, Kitten. Come all over my cock like the filthy little slut that you are.”
I knew that was going to do it; I feel her pussy clench around my cock, her entire body shaking as she comes, screaming my name.
That’s all it takes for me, too. I can’t help the grunt that I let out as I spill my seed inside her of, pounding into her until I’m fucking spent.
“Oh my god,” she mutters, and I rub her ass, pulling out of her.
“So good,” she murmurs with her face in the pillow.
I laugh as I climb off the bed and scoop her up in my arms.
She has a dazed look on her face, and even though I wanted to give her a few more orgasms, I know she’s done for now.
“What are we doing?” she asks.
“Taking a bath,” I tell her. “Aftercare, Kitten.”
“I love you,” she says sweetly, her smile lighting up her whole face.
Fuck, I love this girl.
“I love you, too, Kitten,” I reply as I carry her to the bathroom. “I always have and I always will.”
“Always,” she nods in agreement, a contented sigh escaping her lips.
And for the first time tonight, I don’t worry about the past, or about my parent’s or Angelo. The only thing that I think about is the fact that I’m with Mia, and we’re safe. We’ll figure out everything else.
I just got her back, and I’m never letting her go again.