Page 60 of The Pakhan’s Accidental Bride

"Look at me," he says.

I open my eyes, meeting his gaze as he pushes inside. The stretch is intense, almost too much, but my body adjusts to accommodate him. He fills me completely, and I can feel every inch of him.

"Fuck," he groans. "You feel incredible."

He starts to move, slow at first, letting me adjust. But then his pace increases, his hips driving forward with powerful thrusts that make the water splash around us. I cling to him, my nails digging into his shoulders as pleasure builds inside me.

"That's it," he says, his voice rough. "Take it. Take all of me."

His hand finds my clit again, rubbing in tight circles as he fucks me. The dual sensation is too much. I can feel my orgasm building, that familiar tension coiling tighter and tighter.

"Emil, I'm going to⁠—"

"Come for me, Kiera. Let me feel you."

His words push me over the edge. I come hard, my body clenching around him as waves of pleasure crash through me. I bury my face in his neck, muffling my cries against his skin.

He doesn't stop. He keeps thrusting, chasing his own release. His movements become more erratic, more desperate, and then he's groaning my name as he comes inside me.

We stay like that for a moment, both breathing hard, the water lapping gently around us. His forehead rests against mine, and for once, he looks almost vulnerable.

"Kiera," he starts.

The door to the pool room opens.

"Pakhan," Luca's voice cuts through the moment. "Sorry to interrupt, but Kiera's brothers are outside. They're demanding to see her."

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EMIL

Ilook at Kiera, expecting to see annoyance or frustration. Instead, she's smirking at me.

"You did say my brothers could visit whenever they wanted," she says, her voice sweet but with an edge of satisfaction. "Remember? That was one of my ground rules."

Fuck. She's right. I did agree to that.

"So I did," I say, keeping my voice neutral.

We get out of the pool, water streaming off our bodies. I hand Kiera a towel and watch as she wraps it around herself. Even now, soaking wet and slightly disheveled, she's beautiful. The way the towel clings to her curves makes me want to forget about her brothers entirely and take her back to my bedroom.

But the look on her face tells me that's not happening. She's actually excited about this visit.

We dress quickly. Kiera pulls on the clothes she wore earlier, and I throw on a pair of dark pants and a black shirt. My hair is still damp, but I don't give a fuck. Let her brothers see exactly what we were doing.

"They're in the library," Luca says when we emerge from the pool room. His expression is carefully blank, but I can see the amusement in his eyes.

"Of course they are," I mutter.

We walk through the estate, Kiera practically bouncing with energy beside me. I sigh inwardly. After the pleasant day and night we've had, I'm reluctant to deal with what will undoubtedly be an irritating visit with her brothers. But she looks genuinely excited, her blue eyes bright and her steps quick.

So I'll grant her this. For now.

The library is one of my favorite rooms in the estate with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, leather furniture, and a massive fireplace. It's where I come to think, plan, or just escape the constant demands of running an empire.

And now it's full of Walker brothers.

I open the door and immediately assess the situation. Kevin stands near the window, arms crossed. Jack is by a bookshelf, his cop's eyes taking in every detail of the room. Devin and Kaleb sit on the leather couch, but both stand when we enter.