I loved Ronan.
A breath whooshed out of me, and my heart felt like it jumped up into my throat as joy and awe rushed over me.I loved Ronan. The knowledge radiated through me as a smile tuggedat my lips, my gaze absorbing every ounce of affection I could see being directed back at me.I loved him—there was no doubt about it.
“Kieran?” Ronan asked softly, drawing my attention from where I had been drifting in thought as I stared up at him. I probably should have kept my thoughts to myself, but I couldn’t—not when we would soon be facing such extreme circumstances. I didn’t want to regret not telling Ronan exactly how I felt about him.
“I love you.”
My soft words floated between us as surprise filtered through his gaze, his emerald eyes darting across my face, looking for truth there. Clearly, he saw something he liked because the intensity of the energy between us grew almost suffocating as he stepped closer to me, causing me to lean back against the corridor wall as he cupped my jaw with both hands.
“Again. Say it again.” I could practically see something rolling under the surface of his skin, as if he was trying to control it—to reign it in. That was the last thing I wanted. I didn’t want Ronan to hold anything back from me. Ever.
I didn’t hesitate to say the words again. “I love you, Ronan.”
His lips slammed against mine, molding to me as if he was trying to permanently fuse us together. His hands came up under me—picking me up so I was pinned against the wall—and my legs wrapped around him tightly. My hands slid into his hair, deepening the kiss, as a near animalistic sound broke from his chest. We were devouring one another, and as I moaned against his mouth, his grip turned almost bruising.
It wasn’t until he broke the kiss and trailed the touch down my neck, causing me to shiver in delight, that I realized we were in the middle of the hallway.
“We have to find somewhere more private—” I gasped as he pulled me away from the wall. He held me securely against hisfront, and I could feel his hard cock pressing right against my center. I shivered, my toes curling in anticipation, as he flung open the closest door.
I was relieved to see it was an empty study room of some kind, with a desk and some shelves I could faintly see in the soft light breaking through the window. Not that it mattered, because almost immediately, Ronan had my full attention once again as he demanded another possessive kiss from me. The door shut with a loud slam and we were left completely alone—perfectly alone.
“Ronan, I need more,” I whispered as he dropped onto his knees, laying me out on the floor in front of him. “Please.”
“You never need to beg. I would give you anything,” Ronan said seriously, holding himself over me, truth and authenticity bleeding through his open expression. “I love you, Kieran. Though I don’t think those words even properly describe how strongly I feel about you. You are the start and finish of everything to me. I love you so damn much, Beauty.”
The world seemed to suspend in space momentarily as unadulterated happiness exploded through my chest and a hot wave of lust crashed over me. Any hesitation was gone as I tugged him forward by the shirt so I could kiss him again, his taste one that I planned on memorizing.
“You have all of me,” he emphasized once more before letting out a groan at my touch, my fingers finding their way under his shirt as he wedged a knee between my legs, caging me against the ground. “Always.”
“I wantallof you, now,” I demanded. “And for this shirt to be off.”
Ronan’s dark laugh caused my toes to curl as he leaned back and tugged the garment off. I tried to do the same with my own, failing miserably in my caged position. With help from his rough, large hands pushing under my shirt, we were easily ableto discard it. Our lips met once again in a flurry of desperate touch. My skin flushed at the feel of our bare skin pressed against one another, and my nipples hardened almost painfully, my bra feeling tight and uncomfortable.
As if knowing, he worked his way down my body, spreading my legs to accommodate himself, and tugged each cup of my bra to the side. I hissed as his lips closed around one of my nipples, causing desire to shoot straight through my body before I moaned his name. I could feel liquid heat between my thighs as he teased and toyed with the other breast. I found myself wrapping my legs tightly around his waist in an effort to find some type of relief at the feeling of his length pressing against me. Already, I knew that I needed him inside of me. That was the only way I would feel better.
When he suddenly moved away from my breasts, I mourned the loss of his touch until I realized he had tugged off each of my shoes and was sliding my pants and panties over my ass, leaving me bare to his eyes. He groaned at the sight of me laid before him, and it felt like he had been wanting to devour me for ages, a visceral need shining across his face. A desperate sound left my throat as I tried to reach for him.
His hand pressed against my chest as he dipped his head, his mouth meeting my wet, hot center.
“Ronan!” I cried out his name, arching off the ground as thoughts outside of raw, pleasurable need drifted away.
“Those sounds,” Ronan groaned against my pussy before he suctioned his lips around my clit. I gasped, feeling the strong wave of pleasure growing in my abdomen that told me I was going to come soon. My hands intertwined in his hair as my legs trembled, my body overwhelmed by the primal craving for release.
When he suddenly broke away, a whimper left me, causing him to sear his mouth against mine. He caught the noise as the erotic taste of myself on his mouth caused my head to spin.
“Why did you stop?” I demanded breathlessly when he pulled away enough for me to speak.
“When you come tonight, Beauty, I want it to be around my cock.”
Before I could utter a response, he slid two fingers inside of me, stretching me out as I whimpered at the sensation. I watched eagerly as he undid his own belt with his other hand and pushed down his pants to reveal his hard length. My pussy squeezed around his fingers in anticipation.
“You’re so wet for me,” He praised, staring down at my pussy before holding my gaze once more. “I’m never letting you go, Kieran. Ever.”
“I don’t want you to,” I said breathlessly as he pushed my legs toward my chest, brushing his length against my slit. A moan of his name broke through my lips.
Ronan impaled me in one swift, hard punch of the hips.
“Holy shit,” I breathed out, the sound strangled as I moaned around the feeling of him stretching me. “You’re huge.”
