Chapter 24 Kieran
twenty-four
Kieran
I was worried that when Carrino showed up at our table he would ruin everything. Everything I've been working on and establishing with Mia. But the moment she placed her hand in mine, I knew he didn't achieve anything. Pride blooms in my chest.
In the kitchen, Mia pulls out the food we ordered and begins dishing it out for us. This moment of domesticness is something I've never really experienced. My life has been planned since the day my parents found out I was a boy.
When she places the plate down in front of me, I can't help but wonder if this was what it was like for my parents before my Da became the head of the family—just sitting in the kitchen and enjoying each other’s company.
When she takes a seat, I look at how beautiful she is and I want all for her.
“When the idea of me getting married came up the first time, I was not happy about it. Especially when they told me it would be an arranged marriage,” I begin and her soft gaze comes to mine.
“What did you do?” she whispers.
“I was throwing a fit. And that’s when my Ma told me about how she got with my Da.
” I pause for a moment before continuing, “My ma is the daughter of another clan from Ireland. When my Da went to visit, it was love at first sight for him, but not Ma. He did everything he could to impress her—flowers or jewelry each time he went to the house. Da asked her to fancy dinners but she said no each and every time.”
Mia scrunches her face before asking, “Why did she keep turning him down?”
“I asked her the same and she said that he was trying to woo her with gifts instead of deeds. Ma is very much about showing up with love, instead of gifting things.”
Mia lets out a sigh with a dreamy look, as I finish my story. “Then one day a dog was running around because it had gotten out, it looked like it might run into the street. Da grabbed it by the collar, stopping it from going out into the street before it could get hit.”
That’s when I grin. “Turns out the dog was hers and she had escaped my Ma’s house. When Ma opened the door and Da was standing there with the dog, she said that’s when she knew.”
“Wow. That’s a great story,” she says in amazement.
“Yeah, growing up I never understood why my Da was so soft with Ma. Now I do and I promise to give you a ton of memories where I show you how much you mean to me,” I tell her.
She grins, returning to her food. When the stone from her ring glistens, a wave of possessiveness and guilt washes over me, knowing that this woman is mine, but that I haven’t always shown her how much I care for her.
I take a bite of my food when I remember the invite that I received today. A brick drops in my stomach because I'm about to break this moment of bliss that we're in and I hate it.
"Mia?"
"Yeah?" she replies, taking a bite of food from her plate.
"I got an interesting invitation today."
"What was it?" She looks over at me with curiosity in her eyes as she takes another bite of food.
"A birthday invitation to Ella's party."
Mia’s eyes widen as she begins coughing and sputtering on her food. Leaning over, I begin to rub her back, murmuring, "Are you okay?"
She's finally able to get herself together when she looks at me, her eyes filled with so much sadness. "I'm not sure that's a great idea."
"Why?" I whisper.
"She doesn't want me there. Besides, if Mikhail finds out I'm here, he'll kill me."
Shrugging my shoulders, I reply, "He already knows you're here, and that you're mine."
"What do you mean?" she shrieks.
"I guess he heard I got married and that you were my blushing bride."
"Kieran." She says my name in a sharp tone as if I am in trouble, but all she's doing is making my cock so fucking hard.
Pushing my plate to the side, I reach over, pulling her chair closer to me, my gaze never leaving hers. I want her to see how serious I am when I tell her this.
"Wife, you seem to be confused about something," I say, narrowing my eyes at her.
"What is that?" she whispers, but I can hear the sass in her tone.
I raise an eyebrow at her, letting her know that I didn't miss the way she spoke. Grabbing her chin, I hold her in place so she knows I mean business.
"Do you know what it means to belong to me? To be mine?" I ask her.
“I think so.”
Leaning in close to her, I turn her head to the side, exposing the left side of her face. I lick from her chin to her cheek. "It means," I mutter against her skin, licking more of her exposed skin, "that." Lick. "No one." Lick. "Will ever." Lick. "Touch what." Lick. "Belongs to me."
I stop for a moment, standing up and Mia's eyes are filled with lust, but I see something else there. Could she be feeling what I've been feeling since the first time I had her?
Not wanting to contemplate on it too much in case I’m reading too much into it, I lift her up from her chair. Her dress rides up exposing her toned legs that are wrapped around my waist, while my hands hold her up by her ass. I walk us through the house, straight to our bedroom.
I love the way that sounds. Our bedroom.
I don’t stop moving until I'm near the bed.
Dropping her down on the soft comforter, I can't help but keep my eyes on her breasts as they bounce.
The need to taste, touch, and take every inch of her in is riding me hard, but I keep myself in control, taking a step back.
She looks up at me, her eyes hooded, and I track her tongue as it darts out, licking her lips. I can't help but grin when her gaze drops down to my crotch, where my need for her is obvious.
Cupping my hand around my balls, I ask her, "Is this what you want, wife?"
Mia nods her head enthusiastically.
"Should I feed this to you?"
"Yes. Kieran, give me your cock."
"Take your dress off," I command.
Mia shoots me a look but still listens, and I'm mesmerized as I watch her take her dress off.
Sitting up on her knees, she slips the dress off her shoulders, exposing her pale, milky skin, my cock hardens to the point of pain.
Fuck, she wasn't wearing a bra. But I don't let the thought deter me as I follow it down to her pink nipples.
My mouth waters, wanting to put them in my mouth.
The dress finally pools around her, then she sits back on her forearms, kicking her dress off the bed, and showing me her black lace panties. I expect Mia to move her legs to hide herself some, but she surprises me when she spreads her legs even wider, inviting me in.
Seeing that move makes me want to devour her even more.
Mia has never invited me to take her body in like this before.
I look her over, noticing even the small things about her.
Mia has a few freckles that are sprinkled down her torso, and she has a small birth mark on her right shoulder.
My gaze follows down to her toes, and I can’t help but smirk when I see my favorite color on her toes.
They’re painted in a deep red color, the color of blood.
I’m so keyed up, I begin unbuttoning my shirt. When my gaze moves back up to her face, I can tell she knows exactly what she's doing to me.
"Are you going to stand there and stare at me or are you going to do something about this?" she sasses as her fingers slide down her stomach, creeping toward her panty line. Mia pauses for a moment, raising an eyebrow at me before she dips her fingers under her panties.
I don't tell her to stop, I just keep watching her as I slip my shirt off, dropping it to the ground.
Mia's fingers begin to move, and a small groan comes out of her.
I know she's just slid them over her clit that's dying to be in my mouth which only makes me move faster, whipping my belt off.
Next, I unbutton my pants, dropping them to the ground.
Mia's eyes zero in on me in my boxer briefs.
Neither of us says a word as I adjust myself, walking toward her on the bed. When I get close enough to touch her, my hands wrap around her ankles, pulling her to the edge of the bed. I don't pause, just drop to my knees so my head is in line with her pussy.
Releasing her ankles, I quickly grip the gusset of her panties, pulling them to the side, and ripping them off her body.
"Hey, I liked those panties," Mia tries to scold me, but I don't bother answering her before my mouth is on her delicious cunt.
Licking and lapping up every bit of her wetness, not wanting to leave any bit of it behind. Mia's hands tangle into my hair, holding me right at her dripping pussy. I could live here forever. I would love to only eat her pussy for the rest of my life. No food. Nothing else but her.
I suck on her clit, hard. Mia's legs tighten around my head, triggering her orgasm, but I don't relent, I just keep lapping up every bit of her cum.
"Fuck, Kieran," she moans, and I smile.
I love that she’s been slowly letting her guard down, even in the smallest of moments.
It’s becoming more and more frequent, the longer she’s here.
She's trusting me and even starting to admit that she has feelings for me.
I can see it in her eyes. The way she lets me hold her.
I mean, the fact that she hasn't tried to escape me proves that she's been feeling this just the same as I did, when we were together the first time.
She was just scared. Slowly, I'm showing her that she has no need to be scared.
Now I just need to prove to her that I can protect her from those who mean to do her harm. Which I will do.
Standing up, I drop my briefs to the ground, her eyes glazing over with lust when my cock smacks against my stomach.
"You want this, wife?" I tease her as I stroke myself.
"You know I do," she says, narrowing her eyes at me. " I already told you I wanted it. Why are you making me wait so long?" The last bit sounds more like a plea rather than a question.
I crawl over her beautiful body, settling myself between her legs as I line my cock up with her pussy. "No need to wait any longer, wife," I whisper to her before I pitch my hips forward, thrusting my dick into her.
Keeping myself sheathed inside her, we pause for a moment, both of us sighing, and relishing the feel of me inside her. If it was up to me, I would never leave her pussy. Only relying on her cum as nourishment, and our bodies keeping me warm.
Pressing my lips against hers, I try to show her how much she means to me, how it feels to be inside her, and every emotion that she brings out in me. Sliding my tongue into her mouth, I massage hers with mine as I drag my hips back, sliding to the edge of her core, and pushing myself back in.
Before it was all about keeping me at arm’s length, hoping to stay away from Mikhail and her step-sister, but not tonight. This feels different. As if we've turned a corner. Neither of us have said the words yet, but this feels more like love making.
I continue to thrust inside her, making sure to hit every part of her. Mia's head falls back, and I can tell that she's loving this which makes my cock swell more.
I'm getting close, but there is no way I can go before her.
Knowing exactly what to do, because Mia likes a little bit of pain with her pleasure, I pull out of her, flipping her over onto her knees.
This time I don't waste any time, thrusting back into her, folding myself over her body.
My hands wrap around her as I pound into her, one pulling on her nipple, the other one circling her clit.
Mia lets out a moan with every thrust, every touch.
Her legs begin to tremble, and I know that she's getting close.
Needing her to go soon because I'm so fucking close, I pinch her clit, which does the job, because her orgasm hits her, making her pussy tighten around me, and milking my cock for all I have to give.
"Fuck, Mia. Yes, milk my fucking cock, wife. I love the way you feel. I could do this forever," I groan in her ear while I fill her up with my cum.
I can hear Mia's breath skip with my words, but I ignore it. Instead, I flip us over, laying her on my chest, but keeping my cock inside her, not wanting to lose the feel of her. I close my eyes trying to calm my breath, my hand caressing Mia's back.
"That was…" Mia begins but trails off, the only thing I can say is, "Yeah."
After a moment she starts to push up to move, but I tighten my hold, saying, "Don’t go."
We lay like that, me continuing to brush my hand down her back, and placing a kiss on the top of her head. Feeling peace for the first time in a long time, maybe ever. And that's the last thing I think, before drifting off to sleep.