“Killer, what are you planning? It sounds like you want to die.”
She pulls my hand to her lips and kisses my knuckles softly.
“No, Kill, I do not plan to or want to die. I’m going to fight with everything I have to live. These are simply things I wanted to tell you in case the choice is no longer mine.”
I scoot my chair out and motion for her to come to me. Knowing what I want, she climbs onto my lap with her legs dangling over the arms of the chair. Wrapping my arms around her back, I hold her tight while looking into her stunning blue eyes.
“I will not allow you to die, and neither will my brothers. You’re our fucking queen. It’s understandable to be afraid. Do not let it consume your every thought, Killer. You will live—with three men that know your fucking worth. This is why you have the tracker. So we can find you no matter where you are. Your safety is not something we take lightly. I love you too, Killer. My heart and soul belong to you. Anyone who stands between us dies. Do you get that? I’ve never been in love before, but I am now. I’m irrevocably lost in love with you. I need you to hold on to your will to survive. Because if we lost you, I don’t think we’d make it.”
She places her hands on the back of my head and pulls me to her.
“Killian.” She gasps as she digs her nails into the back of my head.
“Jesus Christ, baby. You drive me insane.”
“Ditto,” she says and bites down on my bottom lip until a coppery taste fills my mouth.
I groan when she swipes her tongue over my lips, collecting the blood on her tongue with a moan.
“Fucking fantastic.”
I rise to my feet, holding onto her, my arms around her back and lie her on the table.
“There are cameras everywhere, Killer. Are you going to show them what a filthy fucking slut you are for me?”
There is zero hesitation. She stares at me, her eyes full of need, her voice breathy and desperate.
“Yes.”
I pull her shirt up over her tits and take a moment to admire the fullness along with her perfect pebbled pink nipples.
“Fucking glorious.”
Hooking my thumbs into her shorts on either side, I yank them down to her feet.
“You let three men take you and still this ravenous cunt wants more.”
Her responding moan sets my need for her on fire and I unzip my pants and quickly set my cock free.
Heather stares between my legs, taking in my hard cock jutting out, and licks her lips.
Pushing her thighs open, I line up with her pussy and slide inside her with one hard push.
“Killian.”
Leaning forward I swipe one of her nipples with my tongue before biting down on the bud, wanting to taste her blood too. Her yelp is loud and only intensifies everything I feel for this woman. She isn’t the only one who can’t get enough. Every time I finish fucking her, I’m not satisfied, I want to be inside her all over again.
I'm addicted to everything, her.
Placing my hand around her throat, I squeeze slightly, not cutting off her air, but limiting it, as I fuck her hard with punishing thrusts.
“You don’t get to say goodbye, Killer. You are mine. And no one will take you from me.”
She looks so beautiful when she comes as she always does.
Back arched.
Eyes rolling back.
