Chapter 9 #2
Rylan keeps me at his side as both Quinn and Harley fire off a million questions. I can’t answer all of them. I didn’t see the other apartment, but from what I understand, Jim was fully invested in stalking me.
“I don’t know. I did use some of the moves you taught me to lay him out,” I tell Harley.
“You hit him?” Her eyes nearly bug out of her head.
I told her once I didn’t know if I could hit someone. After last night, I know I can. And it’s something I could use against Silas and my father.
“She didn’t just hit him. She sent his nuts into his chest cavity. I got a message earlier from Wing. Apparently, the guy’s complaining that one of his balls is as big as a grapefruit.”
“Oh my God. He needs a hospital,” I say.
“He’ll get taken care of. Don’t worry about it,” Rylan says, and I notice the nod he gives Aftershock.
Rylan isn’t telling me something, and I’m not sure how I feel about that. I’m scared Jim will come after me again.
“Don’t worry about me. You need to get on the road. We can discuss everything when you get back from your honeymoon.” I kiss Harley on the cheek and hug her when Rylan finally releases me.
The day drags on with many of his club members stopping by to check on me. By the time I get Oly out of the tub and ready for bed, I’m exhausted. Rylan told me he’s working in his office tomorrow and will watch Oly, so I don’t have to take her to the shop. I’m planning to get there early.
I get ready to jump in the shower so I can wash my hair and not have to wake up even earlier.
The drive from Rylan’s house to Wasilla is usually about twenty minutes, and since I’m leaving early, it shouldn’t be bad.
But it’s started snowing, and if the roads or traffic are rough, the trip could stretch to thirty minutes or more.
I’m stripping out of my clothes when the hair on the back of my neck rises.
I turn and see Rylan standing in the doorway.
I hold up my index finger and curl it at him, beckoning him to come to me.
He does. I kneel on the heated floor before him.
I’ve wanted to do this. I’ve read about it, but I’ve never done it.
Unfastening his belt, I pull open his jeans and let them fall to his bare feet.
I’m not into men’s feet, but Rylan’s are long and sexy, smooth, showing he takes care of himself.
He steps out of his jeans, and I look up at him as I drag his boxers down his legs.
His breath hitches slightly, and he caresses my face.
“You don’t have to do this.”
“Yes, I do. I want you to be my first.”
“Your last,” he corrects me.
I look at his long cock, pointing up his belly. It jumps, and I watch as a bead of cum slips from the tip. Leaning forward, I lick it off with my tongue and roll it around my mouth, savoring the taste of him.
“Fuck, baby. Suck on it before I blow all over myself like a fucking teenager.”
I can’t stop the chuckle. “Do I turn you on?”
“Like no one before ever has.”
My heart clenches at his words. He always speaks the truth to me, and I love it.
Gripping his cock in my hand, I slide my hand up and down it.
“Tighter.” He groans, and I do as he says before licking off more of his cum.
He moans, and his hands go into my hair as I slip his cock into my mouth. I slowly work him in and out of my mouth until I’m taking almost all of him to the back of my throat.
I slip my free hand down between my legs to relieve that ache. My clit is engorged. We never finished what we started yesterday. I start moving faster and taking him deeper. I get so excited and turned on that I choke myself.
“Gentle, baby. Relax your muscles and swallow when it gets to that point. You’ll take me into your throat.”
I follow his guidance, and this time when I take him to the back of my throat, I don’t choke but swallow his head. His fingers dig into my hair, scrapping my scalp, and my finger works my clit harder.
Now that I got it and I know it turns him on, I do it repeatedly. Taking him deep and swallowing.
“I’m going to come,” he says and starts to pull away, but I can’t stop. I’m on the cusp of an orgasm myself.
I take him deep, and he comes down my throat. I moan. He holds me tight as he chants my name over and over.
“Marnie. Fuck, Marnie. I love your mouth.”
I pull away as my orgasm hurtles through me, and I cry out as I come.
He lifts me up and plants my butt on the counter. He drops to his knees and cleans me up. His tongue and mouth taking me up that climb again, but he stops before I can come.
Leading me to the shower, he flips on the rainfall showerhead and sits on the bench.
“Ride me, baby.”
I kneel over his lap and take him into me. It’s like the first time he took me months ago. Tight and filling in such a mind-numbing way.
I arch my chest, and he sucks a nipple in deep, flicking my piercing. It feels like a direct link to my clit. I move my hips, and he hits a spot deep inside me that causes my toes to curl. I’m so close. He switches breasts and gives the other the same treatment.
My thrusts become erratic. I can’t keep up a rhythm as he takes me higher. When Rylan slips a hand between our bodies and rubs my clit in tight circles, I’m gone. I cry out his name.
“Rylan.”
I come hard, pulling an orgasm from him too.
He floods my body with his sperm, and for the first time, I think about having his baby.
It shakes me to the core, and I lean into his body so he can’t see the tears in my eyes as I think of a baby with his soulful cognac-brown eyes.
A mini him. I can picture his thick, dark brown curls, and my chest expands.
I try to pull away, but Rylan won’t let me go.
“Baby?” he asks.
I bury my face in his neck. A deep sob breaks free from my chest, and the tears start to roll down my face unheeded.
Rylan lifts my chin and looks into my eyes. “Why are you crying?”
I shake my head and bite my lip hard to stop the words from coming out.
“Tell me, please. Did I hurt you? Are you still scared about Jim coming after you?”
“No.” I can’t lie to him. His cock is still inside my body, and I can’t lie to him, no matter what questions will come from this. “Honestly?”
“Always, sugar.”
“I was thinking of the baby you and I would make.”
He groans and buries his face in my neck. “I’ve thought of that image so much. Your beautiful hair and eyes on another baby girl.”
“I saw a son with your hair and eyes.” I chuff a laugh.
“I want that so much with you, if you want it. If not, I’ll be happy with just Oly, as long as you are by my side for the rest of our days.”
“I want that, but I’m still so scared. I need to check my messages. I think my father and Silas have found me. If they have, I need to leave. But I want you to keep Oly.”
He shakes his head as he holds my chin so I’m looking at him. “Sugar, you trust me with your baby but not with your life?”
“I trust you. I don’t trust them.”
“Haven’t I proven how much I can protect you. I took care of Jerry, and now Jim.”
“Jerry was because of Quinn.”
“No. He left a journal. He had planned to have friends gang rape you. He fanaticized about it. He said he was going to rape Harlowe himself. He’s in jail now, but he won’t live long enough to make it to the trial.”
“What? You’re going to kill him for me?”
I think about that. I should be scared, but I’m not. My nipples pebble, and my core spasms against his cock.
“Does it turn you on that I’d kill for you?”
“Yes,” I moan as he starts moving me on his cock again.
He leans forward and whispers in my ear, “Then you should know Jim is dead in the woods right now. Waiting for his body to maybe be discovered before the wolves and animals consume him. It looks like a suicide, but it’s not.
I had Wing take care of him for you. No man will ever touch you or see you the way I do.
I’ll kill Silas with my bare hands for you. ”
I scream as I orgasm so fast from his vow. It’s heady and undoes me in ways I never thought I would desire.
He pulls out of my body and flips me around.
“Grab the wall.”
There’s a bar that I grab onto, and he sinks into me from behind.
He fists my wet hair and uses my body to get himself off again.
When I come this time, I know I’ll give him the chance, and I’ll reveal all my secrets to him.
He’s the man who would kill for me, and I want that.
I’ve wanted someone to cherish and love me, and that’s what Rylan is doing.
When we both come together, it’s with deep moans and stating our love for each other. Rylan pulls out and twists me around. I practically climb his body to get closer to him.
“I love you. I won’t leave you.” I give him the words he needs to hear.
We wash up and head to bed. Before we climb in, he stops me.
“I have something for you.”
He hands me a box, and I open it. Inside, wrapped in tissue paper, is a butter-soft leather vest with my name on the front.
Sugar
I smile, but when I flip it around and see the property patch on the back that reads Property of Kodiak, I jump at him.
“Yes, I’ll be your old lady.” I kiss him all over his face, but he pulls back.
“I wasn’t asking, baby. You’re both mine. Keep looking in the box. I have a gift for Oly too. We don’t do property patches for kids, but I had a protected by vest made for her. Just so she wouldn’t feel left out.”
I slide down his body and peer into the box. In the bottom, wrapped in more tissue, is a small vest that says Protected by Kodiak. I can’t stop the tears. Ugly ones spill over at the joy that he wants her to be a part of his life too.
“I want to adopt her as soon as I can.” Rylan shocks me even more.
Now is the time. He helps me climb into bed and lies beside me. We’re facing each other.
“Her birth certificate doesn’t have a father listed. I can have you added to it, but Holden had new birth certificates made for both Oly and me.” I pause.
“I was born Mariah Afton. I hadn’t had a chance to change my name to Jean-Louis’s before he was murdered.” The rest catches in my throat, and it’s as if I’m right back there in that alley.
“We’d just left the bistro where Jean-Louis was the manager and were heading home to our small flat. Silas stepped out of the darkness and directed us down an alley.” I swallow the spittle in my mouth, and my breathing picks up.
Rylan pulls me into him. I hold on to him like a lifeline. I’m drowning in my emotions and memories. I realize I’ve never really had a chance to mourn Jean-Louis or my innocence.
“I begged Silas to leave Jean-Louis alone. He told me it was too late, that he must have loved me already.” My voice trails off for a moment.
“He shot Jean-Louis in the chest. I screamed for help, but no one came. I remember his blood seeping from his body through my fingers. Silas just laughed and said he lost his heart for loving me. No man was ever going to love me. He said that even though my father sold me to a billionaire in Dubai, he wouldn’t get me.
I was meant to be Silas’s because he couldn’t have my mother.
” I pause as I wait for him to say something, anything.
“He’ll never have you. You and Oly are mine.”
I look up at him. “My father sold Olympia to some other family. He said we were worth more sold separately. That was the day I ran the first time. They caught me before I had her. She was born Olive Afton. The next time I ran, I made it to Sparrow House. The family that wanted Oly didn’t want her until she was closer to five.
It’s the only reason my father let me keep her. ”
“I’ll fucking kill him for trying to take our baby from us.” Rylan pulls me in close, and we fall asleep in each other’s arms.