“I love you, Ci.”
He paused and looked up at me, a smile spreading across his face.
“I’ve always loved you,” I admitted. “Since we were kids. It was always you I wanted.”
“I love you,banphrionsa.”
His hands went to my hips as he pulled me closer to the edge of the bed. He dipped back down to flick my clit with his tongue before circling it, then sucking it into his mouth. My hips launched off the bed at the feeling of his mouth on me.
My hands pulled at the sheets; I was so close. My breathing sped up to match my heart rate, and I begged, “Please, Ci. Please make me come.”
He doubled his efforts, sliding a finger inside me. Pumping it a few times before adding a second and then twisting to rub that spot that only he knew. I cried out his name as I came. He continued his ministrations with his tongue as waves of ecstasy crashed over me.
I lay spent as he continued to indulge in my release, until I pushed him away.
“It’s too much.”
“It’s never enough,” he countered as he climbed over me on the bed. He made a show of licking his fingers, and I laughed. I felt like I was flying. Never had I felt so free to just be me. To enjoy being with this man, who was always so close but never close enough.
He looked into my eyes and asked, “Did you mean it? Or were you caught up in the moment?” I opened my mouth to answer, but he placed a finger over my lips. “Because if you tell me you meant it, Caity, I’m never letting you fuckin’ leave. If you tell me you meant it, it means you’re mine. For the rest of our lives, Caity.”
I looked at the man I’d loved my whole life and said, “I meant it, Ci. I love you.”
Chapter Seventeen
Cian
Hearing her say the words I’d wanted to hear from her lips was like nothing I’d ever experienced. I’d had a good childhood for a kid who grew up in the Mob. None of us had what could be described as a normal childhood.
But my parents loved me. I was an only child, despite their trying for more. I heardI love youoften from both my mother and my father. Maddie had told me she loved me often. More now she knew I was her father.
But hearing the words from Caity, the woman I’d pined for, the woman I’d obsessed over, was like Christmas and my birthday rolled into one.
“I love you, Caity. With everything inside me, I’ve loved you from the first moment I met you.”
I leaned down and kissed her. Her hands cradled my face as she kissed me back. Never again would I watch her from across the room. Scheming, devising a plan just to be near her. To brush against her innocently with the need to touch her for the briefest moment.
No, now she was mine, and I would never stop touching her, tasting her, fucking her.
“Scoot up on the bed.”
She pushed up on her hands and scooted back, watching me to see what I would do. I gave her a feral grin, because that was how I felt right now. Fucking feral. My need for her had grownover the years, but I kept it tamped down knowing I couldn’t have her again.
Only, now I could.
I climbed over her, dipping my head and taking her nipple between my teeth. She cried out, and I let go, blowing cool air over it and lapping it with my tongue.
I moved to the other side and did the same. Then traveled up to her collarbone, kissing and sucking at her skin.
“Ci, please.”
“Please what, baby? What do you want, Caity? Tell me and it’s yours.”
I looked into her eyes, letting her see the truth in my words. I would give her whatever she asked for. I would spend my last breath giving her the life we should have had.
“What do you want,banphrionsa?”
Her breath hitched at the nickname. Princess. It was who she was. There was no denying her lineage, but that wasn’t why I wanted her.
