Chapter 42
Chapter Forty-Two
Hennessy: Welcome to Iquitos, home of the Peruvian .
“You must’ve spent a small fortune on first-class tickets, Onyx. You’re spoiling me.”
“Who else am I supposed to spend my money on?” He tugged on the ends of my hair. “Besides, you think I could travel twenty hours with no fucking legroom?”
I smiled. “Fair.”
We landed in Peru a few days ago. It was New Year’s Eve, and Onyx planned our first official date out.
We really did do things ass backwards, but since we became an actual couple, we hadn’t left his bedroom much.
I never imagined how this man managed to keep his hands off me for so long.
Nowadays, he spent most of his spare time inside me.
Not that I was complaining.
“What are you thinking about over there?” he asked while he was driving.
“I still can’t believe you’re driving.”
He honked his horn, holding it down and aggressively hollering, “Hijo de puta!” Like a true Peruvian, he shouted, “Son of a bitch.”
The laws governing driving in my country were nonexistent.
I loudly gasped. “You do speak Spanish!”
He grinned, glancing at me. “Just the cusswords.”
I laughed. “Where are you taking me anyway?”
“What part of surprise do you not understand?”
I rolled my eyes, and he gripped my leg, right where I was ticklish.
I grabbed on top of his hands. “Hey! Pay attention to the road and stop torturing me.”
“But it’s one of my favorite things to do.”
“Sir, you cannot dress me up as Little Red Riding Hood and chase me through the .”
“Damn,” he rasped in an exaggerated tone. “I’m going to have to change the plans for tonight then.”
“You hunt me on your property all the time. Aren’t you bored of it yet?”
“Says the woman who begs me to hunt her.”
I smirked. “That’s only because it leads to the other stuff that I’m quite fond of.”
“Other stuff, huh?”
“Yeah, you know… the part when you catch me and then have your way with me.”
“Is that what I’m doing?”
“Isn’t it?”
“I’d call it fucking you senseless, but we can go with yours.”
“Aw,” I mocked. “You’re such a gentleman.”
“I do what I can.”
Minutes later, we were driving up to the Port.
Once he parked the car, he reminded me, “Show me your home, baby.”
I squealed, jumping out of the car. We got on a boat, and we went to my favorite spot, El Dorado.
“Wow…” he breathed out, looking all around him. “This is… damn… I don’t have words for this.”
With the trees, the sun, the vibes, it was perfect. We got comfortable, parking by a tree. I leaned my back against his chest, loving his warmth on my skin. It was summer in Peru. The weather was perfect.
“Tell me about your life, Onyx.”
“We’re getting deep now?”
I glanced up at him through my lashes, giving him doe eyes. “Yes, please.”
For the first time since he told me on Halloween night, I blinked twice for him.
“You do know how much I love you begging me.”
I did.
“There’s not much to know.”
“You know everything about me. How about I just ask you questions and you answer them?”
He narrowed his gaze at me, and I accepted it as an invitation.
“How many women have you been with?”
He cocked his head to the side, grinning. “That’s your first question?”
“Well, as you know, you’re quite skilled, and I’d like to know how you got that way.”
“What can I say?” He kissed the top of my head. “I’m blessed from the gods.”
I giggled. “That is not an answer.”
“You’re not going to like the answer.”
“Come on, try me.”
“Hennessy…”
“Fine, is it less than ten?”
Reluctantly, he shook his head.
“Hmm… less than twenty?”
He shook his head again.
My eyes went wide. “Less than fifty?”
He blinked, debating whether to shake his head.
“Jesus! You’re twenty! Are you having sex every day with random women?”
“I lost my virginity when I was thirteen. It’s like a rite of passage among the Devereaux men. Add a girl a month, maybe a few, give or take in seven years, and you have your number.”
My mouth dropped. “Oh my God! You’re a man whore!”
He chuckled. “I’d say experienced, but again, we can go with your definition.”
“And you used a condom every time? Because you sure as hell don’t use one with me.”
He smiled. “That’s because you’re holy.”
“That doesn’t answer my question.”
He simply stated, “You’re on the pill.”
My mouth dropped again. “It’s truly disturbing that you know that only because you’ve stalked me on camera.”
“Stalked implies I stopped.”
Sitting up, I smacked him on the chest. “You’re still watching me?”
He smiled in that sexy yet devious way. “You’re my favorite show to watch.”
“I need therapy for the fact that I find this incredibly attractive.”
He grabbed the back of my neck, tugging me toward him to kiss me. “I’ve never gone raw until you.”
Needing to hear him say it, I questioned, “Are you lying?”
“I don’t lie to you.”
“Good answer.”
“Are we done with this game?”
“Not even close.” Sitting back in front of him, I followed up with, “Have you ever had a girlfriend?”
Catching on, he shared, “You’re my first anything and everything that’s ever mattered to me.”
I beamed. “Great answer.”
He reached for me. “What do I get as a reward?”
I swatted his hands away. “No, don’t start that. Next question, what do you want to do with your life?”
He didn’t hesitate in replying, “I want to travel the world with you.”
“What does it feel like to be a trust fund baby and not have to worry about money or anything like that?”
“I don’t know, you tell me.”
I jerked back. “I’m not a trust fund baby.”
His expression softened. “You have me now.”
“That’s very sweet, but I don’t need your money.”
“I wasn’t asking.”
“I’m serious!” I playfully smacked him again. “I’m an independent woman.”
“Is that right?”
“Yep.” I teased, “I don’t need a man.”
“Is that right?” he repeated with a hard edge in his tone.
“I mean.” I shrugged. “We may not be together forever.”
“Mmm…” he replied.
In the blink of an eye, he yanked me toward him to straddle his waist.
“Try to leave me,” he warned, and I loved every second of it.
Onyx
“I could. What are you going to do about it?” she baited.
Giving her what she craved, I coaxed, “I could tie you up to my bed.”
She spoke, kissing my face. “You already do that.”
“I could kidnap you and use you as my sex slave?”
Kissing along my jawline, she expressed, “You already do that too.”
I scoffed out a chuckle. Not hesitating, I added, “I could marry you.”
That made her stop to look at me.
With a serious expression, I said, “Then you could tell our kids about your legend.”
She bit back a smile. “Mmm… sounds like you’ve given this some thought.”
“Oh, you know… once or twice.”
Shifting to sit on my cock now, she mused, “What else have you given some thought to?”
“How you’d look sucking my cock right now.”
She leaned forward, kissing my mouth. “And?”
I groaned, “You’re making this really hard on me.”
“You’re really hard beneath me.” Purposely, she swayed her hips on my dick.
“How am I supposed to sleep in the lodge and you in your bedroom like we’re twelve?”
“I find it hard to believe you weren’t sneaking into girls’ windows at that age, but it’s custom in Hispanic families.”
“Then I’m going to have to make an honest woman out of you.”
“That’s the second time you’ve said that for a man who’s only thought about it once or twice.” She rocked her hips again.
“I’m just trying to win your mother over. She doesn’t like me.”
She kissed me. “She doesn’t know you.”
I shook my head, chuckling. “That’ll only make it worse.”
“Onyx.” She rubbed her lips on my neck. “She’s hard on everyone, including me, so you’re going to have to win her over.”
“Then we’re going to have to get married.”
“That’s three times.” She giggled, making my cock twitch. “The Devereauxs and the Belladonnas uniting as one?” Wiggling her eyebrows, she taunted, “What would the council say?”
“We’re bound by blood, you and I. I’m sure they’re already expecting it. Two legacy families coming together will make their dicks hard.”
“You’re talking like you’ve already asked them.”
I cocked my head to the side. “I don’t ask for anything.”
“I see…”
“What do you think we’re doing here, baby? Playing house?”
“I’m loving you, and you’re loving me.”
“And what do you think that’s going to lead to?” Gripping the nape of her neck, I questioned, “Have you not been paying attention? Hear this, and maybe it will make sense to you. I don’t do anything half-assed. It’s all or nothing with me. You understand?”
She arched an eyebrow. “Onyx, are you asking me to marry you?”
“No.” I kissed her. “What you and I have goes deeper than marriage. It’s not a vow that we say in front of people. It’s already been written into our destinies. Time, distance, death, it doesn’t matter… I’ll find you in every lifetime, Hennessy. You didn’t curse me, you saved me.”
Fresh tears swelled her eyes. “How do you always know what to say?”
“Because I only speak the truth.”
“Well, just so you know.” She smiled wide. “I’m not changing my last name. I’ll hyphenate it.”
“Are we done with your game?”
Pleased with herself, she remarked, “For now.”
Unable to hold back, I flipped us over on the boat, hovering above her. She watched my every move as I reached into the pocket of my shorts and pulled out a diamond ring.
She slightly gasped as I slid it on her ring finger.
“What are you doing?” she asked, her gaze blazing with fire.
“What it looks like.”
“And what’s that?”
Without thinking twice about it, I vowed…
“Claiming what’s mine in every lifetime.”