“But what surprised me the most,” I continued, holding it up, “was that it was my name you cried out when it finally sent you over the edge.”
I met her eyes. “So I’m going to make you come undone again, but this time, when you scream my name, I’ll be right here watching.”
I didn’t wait for her to respond. Instead, I pulled her shorts down and placed the vibrator at her center, the small device pulsating against her soft, wet skin. Her back immediately curved, the sensation overcoming her. Her mouth fell open, and a gasp escaped—then a moan. Her hips bucked as I slid the vibrator down her clit and slowly into her body.
“Liam…”
“This is only the beginning, baby. You’re going to take much more before the night is over.”
Her eyes met mine, smoldering like she was begging me to fulfill my promise. I pulled the vibrator out and pressed it against her clit again. As her head tilted back in pleasure, my name escaped her throat again, but louder this time.
The wetter she became, the closer she was—I could feel it. So I increased the pressure. She tried to push my hand away when the vibrations overwhelmed her, but I caught her wrist and pinned it to the mattress, not giving her the chance.
“Don’t fight it, baby. Relax your body and give in,” I said. Her legs fell open wider as she did what I said.Her chest became speckled in red, like it had the first night we had sex. Her back arched a final time as she went over the edge.
“Liam! Please!” she screamed, her voice gruff from the ecstasy shooting through her body. As the sensation overtook her, she tried to pull away from my grip but failed.
I brought my lips to her ear and said, “You’re so beautiful when you beg.” Then I let go of her arm. There would be no going back now, no matter what she did.
Molly’s nails dug into my back, scraping it as she worked through her orgasm. Pain had never felt so good.
“Now you’re going to be a good girl and lay there and take me, because we both know how good you are at it,” I whispered into her ear, sucking on her neck as I lined myself up at her center.
I shifted forward, careful to only insert the tip.
“Liam…” she begged beneath me, her body aching to be stretched. I pushed in farther this time, but not all the way. She dug her nails into my back again. This was a feistier side of Molly than the first time, and I loved everything about it.
“Where are your manners?” I said, sucking one nipple while I pinched the other between my fingers.
“Please,” she whimpered, widening her legs to accommodate me better. “Fuck me,” she rasped.
I bit down on her nipple as I shoved myself the rest of the way in. Molly’s chest pressed into my face as her back arched, one arm holding onto the back of my neck for dear life. She was slick, taking every thrust easily, as if she’d been made for me. I felt her tighten, clenching around my length the harder I drove into her.
Molly likes it rough.
“Faster,” she pleaded.
I did as I was told, thrusting deeper and faster, sucking on her neck as hard as I thrust. Maybe she’d have a hickey or two in the morning, but fuck it—I was like a dog marking my territory. If the baby I’d put in her hadn’t let every man on the planet know she was mine, maybe a couple hickeys she got while being fucked by me would do the trick. And if not even that would keep them away, then I’d kill them and dispose of their bodies within an hour’s time.
Because Molly McKinley was mine now, and no other man would ever touch her body as long as I lived.
I could feel her pulse in her neck pick up.She’s close.
“You’re so close, Molly. Come for me, baby. Deep breaths,” I said, keeping my thrusts long and deep. Her walls somehow became slicker than they already were. “There you go, baby. You listen so well.”
His nails dug into the same marks they’d left earlier. Soft moans escaped as she got closer and closer to her orgasm. I thought her slick heat clamping downon me would send me over the edge, but when Molly screamed my name and sunk her teeth into my shoulder, I finally released every bit of frustrated yearning that I’d bottled up since the last time she’d called out my name like this.
Chapter 26 – Liam
I had never felt more at peace than I did right now—waking up with Molly fast asleep and sprawled across my chest as the early morning sun peeked through the curtains. It felt like a dream. Except this time, it was real. This was my perfect reality, and I never wanted the moment to end.
Carefully, I slid my arm out from beneath her and slowly eased myself out of bed, determined not to wake her.
Outside, the morning greeted me with birds chirping and the familiar clucking of Molly’s chickens. I’d built her chicken coop with a storage bin for feed so she wouldn’t have to haul around heavy bags every day. Soon enough, lifting that kind of weight wouldn’t be safe for her anyway.
I stepped down off the back porch as the sun crested the tree line. With fall on its way, the air carried a chill that hadn’t been there a few weeks ago.
I cautiously opened the door to the chicken coop, praying they’d leave me alone. Those damn things hated me—I was sure of it. But the fewer chores Molly had to handle, the less time she’d be on her feet. Thatmeant I had to attempt a truce with her stubborn-ass chickens.
