52. Maricela
I’m surprised we managed to get to the car and survive our trip to the penthouse that has become our home without Killian’s cock exploding in his pants. We finally make it, though, only for Marlina to open the door for us. Which makes sense.
It’s only eleven in the morning, and the children are both in school. This is Marlina’s time to clean and arrange the house the way she wants.
“Mr. Killian, you’re home early. Mi hija, you too. Did something happen?”
Killian had decided not to hide Raven’s kidnapping from Marlina and Pedro. They both love her, and he figured Julian wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret from his parents in any case, so he didn’t want to put that to this test.
We assure her everything is fine, and when we step inside, Hero runs to me, wagging his tail. We find Julian sitting at the kitchen table, eating a slice of the cake I made before leaving this morning.
“Oh, hi, Mari. You guys are home early. Have you heard anything about Raven?” he asks with a mouthful of cream. Marlina leaves us to talk.
“Liam thinks he knows where she is and went to rescue her,” Killian informs him, and I can’t help but giggle at the tone of my man’s voice.
“Are you okay, Capo?” Julian asks with a wide grin.
“Are you worried that Liam won’t be able to bring Raven home safely? Or are you worried that she won’t be safe with Liam? He’s crazy, but he cares for her. He’ll save her.”
Killian nods noncommittally as Julian goes on about how crazy Liam is, not paying any attention to the sexual tension around him.
“Julian,” Killian finally says, putting a stop to his teasing. “My fiancée begged me to bring her home and make love to her, and here you are going on about Liam. I’m sure you’ll understand if we ignore you now and go about our business?” Julian nods and takes another bite of cake.
Killian lifts me into his arms, and the last thing I hear from Juli is, “Finally, those two are getting married.”
“So, I’m your fiancée, am I?” I ask as he places me on the bed.
“I thought that was obvious.”
“You’ve never proposed to me.” He takes off his jacket and then his shirt, causing my mouth to fill with saliva.
Hell, it’s like Pavlov’s training. Except that at the bell tower, all Annie needed was this shirtless man.
“And I have no intention of proposing. That way, you won’t be able to say no. You’re mine. My woman. My fiancée. My future wife. The mother of our two children. My past, my present, and my fucking future.”
He takes his pants off. Killian may have taken care of his allergy to shirts, but he still has a problem with undergarments. Not that I’m complaining. Not about this, anyway.
“For what it’s worth, I would love to be your wife.”
“Good.” He jumps on me, making me squeal. It reminds me of the days after Connie was born. “Now let me make love to you,” he whispers in my ear, and he does.
He takes his time removing my shirt, my pants, my panties, and my bra, kissing every inch of my skin along the way, telling me how much he loves me and how dear I am to him.
“Killer...” I say, using his nickname. “Thank you for loving me and not giving up on me.”
His answer is to enter my body, stretching me slowly, lovingly. We don’t fuck hard like usual. This time, it’s slow and sweet. Something we’ve never experienced before.
As we reemerge from the bedroom, we find Julian making himself comfortable in the living room with the TV remote in his hand.
“Two hours? Really? By the way, Conejita, I think you’ll have to invest in soundproofing your room because you’re both loud,” Juli says. Killian definitely didn’t soundproof the rooms well enough.
Killian kisses the tip of my nose as Maddox enters the house with Amado and Connie. As soon as Amado sees Killian, he screams “Daddy” at the top of his little lungs, and I know right then that this life is going to be as good as it can get.
The End!