The loofah falls to the ground and the water rushes over my body. He replaces the shower head and crowds me again. His hands slowly move up my sides and slide around my front. His erection is pressed into my ass cheek. He glides his grip south. I hold my breath, waiting for him to grab me again. But hedoesn’t. They go from my hips to my thighs. I feel his whole body move down. I’m curious so I turn my head and look at him over my shoulder. He sees me and smiles, slowly pulling my ass cheeks apart. He winks at me before he places a kiss at my hole.
I turn back and rest my forehead against the tile. His tongue explores me, teasing my opening. A finger slides in and I moan. I know he loves the sound. He draws them out of me with everything he does. The pressure of another finger hurts for only a second before I feel him rubbing that spot. My toes curl. I’m so close to coming and he’s barely touched my dick.
And then he’s gone. The need to whine is strong. I know he’s not just going to stop. That’s not in his nature. But I was almost there, Ineedto come. I hear him grabbing something from the shelf but don’t look. Suddenly a cold liquid hits my hole. He has lube in the shower? Whatever, I couldn’t care less. I just need him.
His crown pushes against my rim. “Open up for me, baby,” he growls. My muscles relax, waiting for his intrusion. Once his head is in he grabs my hips and slams himself in the rest of the way. I gasp at the intrusion, but I don’t resist. “You got this. Take me.” His hips pull back and then he slams back in. He’s rougher than before but he’s giving me exactly what I need.
The uncomfortableness is replaced by how amazing he feels. He pulls my body back, bringing me flush with him. One hand comes up and wraps around my throat. He applies pressure but doesn’t cut off my airflow. The other grips my cock and starts to jack me.
“That’s it. Feel me controlling you. You are mine and I’ll prove it to you until the end of time.” He bites my shoulder. Sensation consumes me. Every thought of what I went through is gone—all replaced by him and this moment. “I love you Ewen, fucking always.”
My head falls to his shoulder as I surrender myself to him. His hands work in tandem with his thrusts. The sounds of us echoing off the tile.
The zing at the base of my spine is intense. I’m only seconds away from blowing my load when his hand on my throat tightens. “Come for me.” I do as instructed and come hard. His movements get even more intense until he’s burying himself so deep in me I’ll probably be leaking his cum for a week.
My legs can’t hold me up anymore. I’m fully exhausted. After everything that’s happened, I don’t think I can keep my eyes open another second. Warm water runs over me and then it’s turned off. Declan grabs my hand and pulls me from the shower. I use him to help me stand. He slowly dries me off and then leads me to the bed. I flop down and snuggle into the warmth of his blankets. No,ourblankets. This is my home now. He crawls in next to me and wraps me in his arms. “I love you so much Aingeal.”
40
DECLAN
Ewen slept for two days. I was worried, but I also knew his body needed the rest. He went through some shit. I’m just glad it wasn’t worse. If I had someone to torture, they wouldn’t have been as well off as he was.
Ciaran called. He not only found Geno, but he was waiting for me so we could meet with the last surviving Bianchi. Our men wiped out their entire crew. No more Bianchis to fuck with our life. I promised Ciar I would come once Ewen was awake and feeling better.
Murder Mittens has been with my Aingeal, only leaving his side to eat or visit his litter box.
Ewen starts to wake when he smells breakfast. I made pancakes and sausage and added a side of fruit. There’s also a fresh brewed cup of coffee with his half and half on the tray. I even bought him two dozen roses, which are next to him on the nightstand. I will show and tell this man until the day I die how much he means to me. He’s my whole world.
“Good morning,” I say and sit on the edge of the bed. I want to fuck him, but he needs food first. In time, I tell myself. First food and checking how he’s doing mentally. Placing the tray on the bed between us, I lean over and kiss him. He greets me backby deepening the kiss. The need to pounce is overwhelming but I will myself to remain calm. He makes me an animal with desire always coursing through my veins.
He pulls back and gives me the sweetest doe eyes ever. I can’t wait to see that face the rest of my life. “Morning ba—Declan.” He stutters over my name.
“Hey, why do you look so innocent and confused?” I ask.
He bites his lip before answering. “I wanted to call you babe,” his cheeks turn bright red with embarrassment, “but I’ve never said that before. I didn’t think it was appropriate.”
“You can call me whatever you want. If it’s babe, baby, or something else, you can.”
He sits up and kisses me on the cheek. “Okay, babe.” He eyes the food. I pick up the tray and set it on his lap.
“Eat, and then you can tell me all the ways you love me.” I chuckle and he smiles. I was testing the waters. He said he loved me last night and my heart froze. It was the single greatest thing I’ve heard in my thirty-two years of life. The most beautiful person to ever touch the Earth is in love with me.
He takes a couple of bites of the pancakes. “You want to talk about what happened?” I ask.
He shakes his head no. “I just want to forget and move on.”
“You can talk to me about it.”
“No!” He looks at me with a fierceness in his eyes. “I lived through it. I did something I can’t believe. I just want to move past it. Please.”
I grab his hand and weave our fingers together. “Okay. I’m here if you ever need to.”
He nods once and I decide not to push him. He’s been through enough already. I have him back and that’s the only thing that matters.
Ewen had to practically shove me out of the house today. He knew Ciaran was waiting for me. Fiona and Caleb came over to hang out with him. I know the house is safe, but the thought of leaving him scares me.
Ciaran picked me up with a large, evil grin on his face. “Hello brother.”
