Chapter 39
Chapter Thirty-Nine
RILEY
A few days later, once everything finally calms down and Ciara and the twins are home from the hospital, Kieran tells me to pack a bag.
That’s it. No other instructions.
When I try to demand details, like if I need to pack a swimsuit or layers, he only replies by telling me that he would prefer if I packed no clothes at all, which gives me an idea of what he might have in mind…
When we pull up outside a five-star hotel overlooking the city, my jaw practically hits the floor.
I turn to him as he hands the keys to the valet. “Kieran, you didn’t have to do all this.”
“I wanted to. We deserve a night away, just us.” He guides me inside with a hand on the small of my back.
The suite he booked looks like something out of a movie, with floor-to-ceiling windows that give us the perfect view of the skyline as the sun starts to set.
There’s even a table set with a bottle of sparkling cider, two glasses, and a plate of chocolate-covered strawberries, and a bed big enough to get lost in.
My heart swells.
I don’t think anyone has ever gone to this much trouble to do something nice for me.
My phone buzzes.
“No phones,” Kieran says, but I ignore him, opening up the text from Ciara and grinning at the photo of the twins she sent through.
“I miss them already,” I sigh, and Kieran laughs.
“Please tell me the first thing you’re not doing on our romantic getaway is checking in on the twins.”
I shoot him a glare. “I know they’re not my babies, but I just want to make sure Ciara is okay.”
“You saw her an hour ago.”
“So?”
“So, she has Ronan and Elena and Mila all helping, and knowing my brother, I’m sure she’s being treated like a queen.”
“Even so, I left some fresh cookie dough for her and Mila in the freezer, and I want to text her the instructions.”
Kieran wraps an arm around my waist and tugs me against him.
“You really don’t know how to switch it off, do you?”
I can’t help but swat him playfully. “I just want to be helpful. Is that so wrong?”
“That’s exactly why I love you.” He plucks my phone out of my hand and sets it on the nightstand despite my protests. “But tonight isn’t about anyone else. It’s about us, and what I have planned isn’t exactly suitable for an audience.”
My eyebrows lift. “Oh really?” I drag my fingers down the front of his shirt. “Now you’ve got my attention. Maybe you should give me a hint?”
Kieran chuckles low in his throat, his breath hot against my cheek as he leans in.
“I could tell you…” His lips brush against the sensitive skin beneath my ear. “Or I could show you.”
And just like that, he lifts me effortlessly into his arms and carries me over to the enormous bed. He sets me down gently, and my breath catches at the raw, almost animalistic need in his eyes as his hands roam over my body, lingering on my lower belly.
“Kieran…” I run my fingers through his hair.
“You’re mine.”
I try to wriggle beneath him, but he presses a hand down on my stomach, holding me in place.
His voice drops into that low growl that makes my knees weak. “You’re staying right here.”
Our eyes lock, and the playful energy shifts to something much more electric.
He shifts his body so that I can feel him against me, and it makes my breath catch.
“You’ve been thinking about me.” My fingers brush his chest.
“I never stop thinking about you, little dove. And now I get to prove it.”
“You think you’re clever, don’t you?” I try to mask how much my body is already responding to him, though the ache starts to build between my thighs.
“Oh, I know I am.” He grins as he leans in to kiss me, slow and teasing at first, letting me melt into him as his hands roam over my stomach and then up to my breasts. “You have no idea what it does to me, knowing that you’re carrying my child.”
“Why don’t you show me?”
Kieran’s eyes flash with need, and then he’s tugging at my clothes.
It’s a miracle they manage to stay intact with how quickly he rips them off my body.
When I’m fully naked, his eyes slowly glaze with need as I settle back against the pillows and slowly spread my thighs.
“I never stop thinking about you too.” I run a hand down my stomach.
“Riley,” Kieran growls, his eyes fixed on my pussy.
“I need you, Kieran.”
He moans as he reaches down to stroke himself over his pants.
Even just the outline of his cock straining against his zipper has me whimpering with need.
It’s been too long since I’ve had him inside me, and my body might explode if he doesn’t hurry up and touch me.
“Hands above your head.” He places his hands on my knees and pushes my thighs even further apart.
I do as he says, though the urge to reach down and touch myself is almost too much to bear.
He hasn’t even touched me yet, and my clit is already throbbing.
I swear, being pregnant is worth it just for this.
“Good girl. Now relax and let me take care of you.”
At the first lick of his tongue along my center, my eyes flutter closed as I lose myself to the pleasure.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he groans before licking me once more.
It’s all I can do to remember to breathe.
Every nerve in my body feels like it’s on fire. I’m not sure if it’s the pregnancy hormones or the fact that Kieran is incredibly skilled with his tongue, but my thighs are already trembling.
“You taste so sweet, little dove.” Kieran strokes his calloused hands up my thighs and over my lower belly as he lazily runs his tongue along my pussy.
I open my eyes and look down to find him looking up at me.
My breath catches as I watch him slowly sink his tongue inside me while resting his hand on my abdomen.
There’s a new kind of possessiveness in his eyes that thrills me.
Kieran groans as he starts pumping his tongue inside me, and my arousal starts to drip down my thighs.
As much as I want him to take his time, I also need release, and I need it now.
“More.” I tighten my thighs around his head, holding him in place as I grind my pussy against his mouth.
Kieran grunts as he moves his hands to my ass and pulls me flush against his face as he fucks me with his tongue.
Only when I’m practically shaking with the need to come does he slide his tongue out of my pussy.
“Give me what I want, Riley. Come for me.”
I turn my head and bite down on the pillow as Kieran wraps his lips around my clit and sucks so hard I see stars.
My back bows off the bed with the force of my orgasm, but Kieran doesn’t stop.
He continues to lick and suck at my clit until the sheet below me is soaked through, and I’m left gasping for breath.
“You did so well, little dove.” He lowers my legs onto the bed and presses one last kiss to my stomach before sitting back on his heels. “I could do that all night, and I intend to. But right now, I need to be inside you, baby, so fucking bad.”
I whimper as I watch him strip out of his clothes.
My pussy still pulses from the aftermath of my orgasm.
Kieran climbs back onto the bed, and I catch sight of his cock, the tip already slick with precum.
The ache starts to build once more.
“I need you.”
Kieran’s expression turns feral as he reaches down to grip his cock.
His jaw is set, and his ab muscles flex.
He tries to hold onto the last thread of his control as he lines himself up with my entrance.
Then, in one hard thrust, he sinks himself inside me.
“Fuck.” He buries his head in my neck.
“Oh, god,” I gasp as my pussy stretches around him.
It’s been too long since I’ve been this close to him, and I didn’t realize how much I needed it until he starts moving inside me.
“Kieran,” I choke as I cling to him.
He presses a kiss to my neck. “I’ve got you.”
I hold him close as he starts to move inside me, savoring how warm and strong his body is against mine. The way he makes me feel is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I can’t believe I ever doubted this man’s love.
“I love you.”
Kieran pulls back, sliding himself free, and looks down at me, his expression so tender that my eyes sting.
He reaches out to cup my face before leaning in to press a soft kiss to my lips.
“I love you too,” he whispers before burying himself inside me once more.
I cry out every time he fills me. Even after all these months, I am still left gasping for breath every time he thrusts his cock inside me, filling me so perfectly that I feel instantly empty the moment he pulls out.
“Don’t stop.” I arch my back so that my nipples brush against his chest.
I’m so close to climaxing, and yet I need more. I need him deeper.
I tighten my thighs around Kieran’s waist and dig my heels into his ass.
Kieran tries to hold himself back. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Please.”
He looks almost pained as he fights against me, but when I take his face in my hands and pull his lips to mine, it seems to snap the last of his restraint.
Bracing one hand beside my head, he angles himself so that his cock is hitting me even deeper.
We both moan as my inner walls clench around him, gripping him so tightly that I know he won’t be able to keep himself from climaxing for much longer.
Kieran groans, his expression a mixture of pleasure and agony. “Oh, fuck. Riley.”
I claw at his back, trying my best to match his brutal pace, but the pleasure is too overwhelming.
I don’t know if I’m screaming or crying as Kieran’s cock brushes against my inner walls, but I do know it’s enough to send him crashing over the edge with me.
His eyes lock with mine, and I watch in amazement as he comes.
Every muscle in his body tenses before he finally spills inside me.
I cry out as I clench around him, taking every last drop he gives me until I collapse back against the pillows with Kieran on top of me.
“You know,” I pant, “it’s probably for the best that I'm already pregnant.”
He lifts his head, one brow raised. “Oh, yeah? Why’s that?”
“Because we clearly suck at contraception.”
He bursts out laughing. “We really do.”