21. Chapter 21
Chapter 21
Killian
“Y our room is just like I hoped,” Naomi says as she climbs into my bed wearing one of the nighties I bought her. She looks delectable in the blood-red, the silk cascading down her curves. “You’re staring again.”
“You should get used to it. Especially dressed like that,” I say, kissing her shoulder.
“I have a suggestion.” She bites her lip.
My eyes draw to the movement, and I immediately go to cup her chin. Her lips feel so soft and plump as I graze my thumb over them. “I’m listening,” I say. Even though all the blood is rushing to the wrong head right now.
“Today has been heavy .”
Looking up at her, I say, “That’s the understatement of the century.”
“I would like to shut everything outside of that door,” she says, pointing to the door to exit my bedroom. “And only focus on what’s in here.”
“I’m already liking where this is going,” I say with a mischievous grin. “What were you wanting me to focus on?” I pull her by the hand still cupped around her face. “I have a few ideas.”
“Show me?” she moans out.
I inhale the amazing smell of cinnamon apples. “Happily,” I whisper before laying a kiss on the corner of her lips, narrowly avoiding her mouth. “This seems like a good spot.” I continue to plant kisses until I’m near her ear. “Or maybe here?” I pull her lobe between my teeth and gently tug, eliciting a moan out of her. “She likes a little pain with her pleasure, I see.”
“You’d know if you stalked me properly,” she teases.
“I learned a lot of things about what you like.”
“Then show me.”
“I will, but you better give me what I need,” I go down to her neck, and lick the sweet spot that gets her to purr.
“What’s that?” she says breathlessly.
“You’ll be a good girl and beg.” I blow on the spot and goosebumps erupt over her body, making my dick twitch in need.
“ Please, Killer. Show me your worst.”
I grab her by the throat, because a hand collar is the best accessory in my opinion. Bending her neck to get a better angle, I dive in to nibble and suck on it as she digs her hands into my arms where they’re holding her.
“Fuck! Yes!” she screams out.
“I haven’t even squeezed yet, baby,” I say, flexing my hand around her neck.
“Oh my god . . . please!” She squirms under me.
“Want to get closer to your maker?” I ask, she immediately nods. “Well, learn this now. I am your God, your hope, and all your dreams in one. So, the only person you’ll be calling out for is me. Understood?”
“Yes!”
“And if I hear another name on your lips right now, there will be consequences.”
She raises her eyebrows. “I think I like consequences,” she challenges as she moves one hand down to grab me above my boxers. “I think I need a nice” — she squeezes — “hard” — squeezing even harder, she makes me moan out — “lesson!”
“I’m sure you do.” I bite my lip through my moan. I squeeze her throat as she sticks her hand down my boxers for better access. She strokes me faster and faster as she gets closer to the high she’s aiming for herself. I only ease my grasp when I feel her hand release a bit and see her eyes gloss over in ecstasy. “That’s my kinky girl.”
“I’m ready to choke on something else too,” she says with a wicked grin on her face.
“Only if I get to be suffocated at the same time,” I say as I quickly shove the covers away so they aren’t in our way and take my boxers off. Before she can move a muscle, I pick her up and lay her on top of me. Making sure her gorgeous, juicy pussy is right next to my face. “Now, this is the way to choke and die.” She smells so sweet.
Naomi gently teases her fingers over my length. “I can say the same. I’m a bit worried how I’ll fit all of this — ”
“Oh, it’ll fit baby. Because this dick was made just for you.”
Her one hand can barely hold the girth and even with both hands phantom playing with me, she doesn’t quite reach the entire length.
I bury my face into her core while she goes to town on me. We tease, lick, suck, nibble, and kiss. We devour each other whole. The only sounds in the room are moans of pure pleasure coming from both of us.
Not wanting to wait another moment, I gently slide her forward so she’s on all fours, and I shift out from under her. I move behind her. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for months, and I can’t believe that it’s finally here.”
“I may have had a similar thought when I saw you the night you took me. I had seen you before, obviously, but something about the darkness and thrill of the danger was intense.”
“My little dark romance girl.” I arch over and kiss her back. “It’s only been you since I first laid eyes on you.” Moving back, I position myself before thrusting into her wet pussy. “And there’s no slow and steady after all that waiting,” I promise before I pound into her.
“Fuck, Killian!” she screams as she claws at the bed, arching her back for a better angle.
I intertwine my fingers through her hair and pull, forcing more of an arch. “Yes, take it baby. Take it. I told you it’d fit.”
“Mine,” she says.
“All fucking yours,” I promise.
I wake up with my body sore from the few hours of on-and-off glorious sexual fantasies we played out. She looks so beautiful sleeping. I’d kill to keep that peace for her. The thought makes me realize I may have to—Uncle Andres.
I still don’t know why the Society would change the DNA results. So, I had Axel take it to test with a guy I know personally. One who I know I can trust. Hopefully, he calls soon. I check the clock on the wall. It says it's 9 AM. I sigh in relief and internally thank my brain for not waking up until now. I should have the results any minute.
Climbing out of my bed carefully so as not to wake Naomi, I tip-toe to the bathroom with my phone in hand. Closing the door, I call Axel.
“Hey! I was just about to call you,” he answers the phone.
I rub my fingers through my hair. “You hear back?”
“Yes. I have good news and bad news.”
“Tell me.” I lean on the counter and brace my hand that’s not holding the phone on the edge.
“Good news is we got a match,” he starts.
“Okay . . .”
“And the bad news is that it’s your uncle, like we expected.”
I squeeze the granite so hard in anger I swear I could rip it off. “Fuck!” I whisper, not wanting Naomi to startle awake.
“Killian?”
“Yeah,” I whisper as my brain goes a million miles a minute, realizing what this means.
“I think he’s the one who’s been pulling the strings. My friend in the department found that one of the officers on the case was paid a lump sum to swap the results when it happened.”
“And he could’ve done the same after the Society found the real ones.”
I hear rustling in the bedroom which draws my attention to the door. “I’ll come down soon and we can all talk; Nai’s waking up.”
“Killian, we’ll get him,” he says before hanging up. I nod my head in agreement even though no one’s there to see.
I walk back to the bedroom and smile at my beautiful queen. “Good morning, firecracker.”
Her face immediately splits into the most radiant smile when she says to me, “Good morning.”
“How’s my g — ”
“What’s wrong?” she asks, cutting me off.
I sit down on the bed and lie down on her. She strokes my hair gently as I use her heartbeat to keep my own steady. “How did the Society get you the results for the test?” I ask.
“They couriered it with one of their people,” she says.
“Did you scan your ring?”
“Yeah, I did and — ” she pauses in thought, “but I didn’t get to open it before I got paged to work for a six car pile-up. I left it in my safe until I got home later that night. I wanted to peek so badly, but I knew if I did that would be my focus for the rest of the night. So, I decided to wait. I already waited almost two decades, a few hours wouldn’t hurt.”
I squeeze her thigh. “I think my uncle swapped the results knowing you were on his trail.”
“Why would he do that to you?” she asks in disbelief.
Sitting up I say, “My uncle and parents never had the greatest relationship. He was always jealous of the love they had. The power and prestige too. But he truly stepped up when they died. He got me through school, life, and helped me channel my anger.”
“Through murder? The Mortes Ostium?”
“Yeah.”
“I can wrap my head around him killing my mother. She was nobody to him. But to frame his nephew? And I assume the will isn’t an issue since he would’ve just killed you off earlier.”
“Actually, the will was pretty ironclad. It said that my guardian would be allotted a certain amount to take care of me, but I would get it all upon my eighteenth birthday. But if I died, then the entire estate and capital would go to charity.”
“So, that’s a dead end. He couldn’t get more power or money.” I feel her tapping her fingers along my back, deep in thought.
“Except . . .”
“Except what?”
“Once I turn 40, I could choose to appoint someone if it was my choice. It was my parents' way of guaranteeing my future, but also giving me a choice when I was old enough and stable enough to do so.”
“And your birthday’s coming up. Oh my god, what if your uncle was hoping I’d kill you off and he’d be appointed on your will? You need to have your will checked.”
“Fuck, you really did your research, firecracker. That’s a good point, that crafty bastard. I’ll have Axel check.” I quickly shoot him a text.
“Killian, I never asked—who killed your parents? Did you ever find out after hurting that man?” she asks with careful pause.
“Uh, yeah. My uncle actually f — ” My entire body goes rigid. “My uncle.”
I abruptly sit up as she says, “That’s why I asked. Your uncle could’ve easily led you the wrong way, like he did to me.”
“I’m going to fucking kill him!” I vow.
Naomi places her hands on each side of my face and pulls me to face her. “No, you’re not alone anymore. We’re going to kill him, and we’ll make his pain last.”
“He needs to suffer for everything he’s caused.”
“That he fucking does,” she agrees. “How about we do it the night of the ball?” she proposes. It’s a night of dinner, shopping, workshops and all; like a fancy convention for serial killers. But there’s one strict rule: no killing at the party.
I shake my head. “You know the rule. We can’t kill at the ball.”
She smirks at me. “I know, but he’ll have his guard down because of that rule, and it may be the perfect place to kidnap him from.”
“I’m not opposed to that. He is always on edge. And he especially would be with us two together, but the ball may help ease his mind a bit.”
“We should think of different strategies with Axel and also up our training just in case.”
I wrinkle my nose. “Yeah, you need it.”
“Honestly, I was holding back. It would be a bit dumb to earn my freedom day one when I did all that work to come here. I meant you need to train more, I almost beat you guys a couple times without even trying . . .” She sticks her tongue out at me.
I lean forward and bite it, then kiss her before saying, “But falling in like on day four worked for you?”
Her eyes are glazed over in lust. “You always had me curious. Remember, I was stalking you too, Killer. But it was easy to chalk it up to being impressed from afar and focus on my misplaced anger.”
“Well, I’ve never been so happy that someone wanted to kill me before.”
“Me neither,” she whispers as she kisses me gently.
“We should get up and go plan with Axel. We only have a couple weeks before the ball,” I say with her lips still hovering over mine.
“Maybe in a minute.” She plants her lips back on mine, deepening the kiss.
I groan in agreement as I pull her into my lap so she’s straddling me.