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“Declan…”

I lowered myself onto my knees, pulling her panties down her thighs as I went, then Keavy’s hands automatically gripped my shoulders to keep her upright. With her pussy right in front of my face, I hooked one of her legs over my shoulder, then began eating her out like a man tasting pussy for the first time. I couldn’t get enough of her scent in my nostrils or her flavor on my tongue. I couldn’t get enough of her, period, and I’d be goddamned if I’d ever let her walk away from me.

“Oh, God…” she whimpered.

My hands slid up the back of her thighs to cup her ass, and I held her to my face as my tongue, teeth, and lips worked overtime to make her feel good. Even though I knew that she needed to lay down for this, I just hadn’t wanted to wait that long to taste her. I was tired of arguing with her, and the more that she resisted the idea of marrying me, the more I was determined to change her mind.

Pulling away from her cunt, I ordered, “Tell me how much you love my mouth on your pussy, baby.”

“Don’t stop…” she moaned, which was just as good as saying the words themselves.

Knowing that she wasn’t steady enough for this position, instead of sticking my face back in between her thighs, I stood up, then carried her over to the bed. I didn’t give her any time to come to her senses before I was back on my knees with both of her legs hanging over my shoulders at the edge of the mattress.

Keavy let out another deep moan as her hands slid into my hair, and my fingers dug into the flesh of her thighs as my tongue went back to sliding between her soaked pussy lips. Men that didn’t like to eat pussy were stupid motherfuckers, and I couldn’t think of anything better than driving Keavy out of her mind with just my tongue. Yeah, sliding my cock into her cunt was a different kind of high, but my own pleasure could distract me from watching her experience everything that I was doing to her, unlike now. Right now, it was all about her, and that mattered more than most people believed.

“Declan…” she choked out. “Oh, God…don’t stop…I’m going to cum…God, don’t stop…”

Helping her get there, I let go of her left thigh, then slid two fingers inside her desperate channel, stuffing her other hole with a third one. Her hands tightened in my hair as I fucked her with my fingers, my tongue working that delicate pearl that I couldn’t get enough of.

“Yes…” she cried out, her hips moving against my fingers like she needed me just as much as I needed her. “Declan, yes…”

“Cum for me, baby,” I coaxed. “Show me why you’re going to marry me.”

Keavy’s entire body bowed with pleasure as she came all over my face and fingers, her echoes of satisfaction shaking the entire room, her entire frame trembling all around me. Keavy looked like a fucking goddess when she was cumming for me, and it just made me want her more. My dick was always hard for her, and it always would be.

“Declan…” she whimpered as her body began to bask in the aftermath of her orgasm.

As quickly as I could, I got up off my knees, then began undressing like my life depended on it. Now, while my actual life might not depend on it, my future did. Anymore, I couldn’t imagine my future without Keavy in it, and I knew that I was going to want this forever.

Once I finished undressing, I crawled onto the bed, then over her body. Keavy’s green eyes opened languidly, and my heart hit my ribs painfully with how fucking lovely she was. Staring down at her, it was too easy to forget how lethal she was. It was too easy to forget all that she was capable of, and that was something that neither of us could afford to do.

Nonetheless…

“I love you,” I told her again. “I’m going to always fucking love you.” She looked troubled, but before she could crush my heart, I added, “Now open your legs for me, baby.”

Chapter 38

Keavy~

If I were anyone else, it’d be so easy to believe him. As Declan’s blue gaze stared down at me, he looked like he meant every word, and while a part of me wanted to say the words back, I couldn’t say them until I knew that Declan wasn’t out to change the person that Cian had raised. To erase me would be to erase Cian, and I couldn’t have that.

So, instead of forcing something that I wasn’t comfortable with yet, I opened my legs like he had instructed, and incredible pleasure raced up my spine as Declan filled me up, the pain in my shoulder practically forgotten. Whenever Declan was in possession of me, it was like I knew nothing else. It felt like nothing else existed, and the way that he stretched me out had me forgetting myself more often than not. I felt things with Declan that I hadn’t allowed myself to feel with anyone else, and there was no longer any doubt that I was in trouble.

“Fuck, baby,” he hissed. “A million lifetimes, and I’ll still never get enough of you.”

I knew how he felt, but it was hard for me to admit. Nothing was scarier than needing someone that might not be there one day, and what Declan felt for me wasn’t guaranteed like how Cian had loved me. With the exception of shitty parents, a parent’s love was absolute, and if you were lucky, you’d never doubt that feeling. However, loving someone that might not love you back had to be the stupidest thing that humans did, and no one could convince me otherwise.

Nevertheless, with Declan’s body covering mine, his length buried deep inside of me, and his blue eyes blazing like a hypnotizing flame, it was understandable why people risked it all for the chance at a love of a lifetime. Declan’s thrusts felt better than anything that I’d ever felt before, and it was crazy how it could still feel so good, even though he was holding back because of my shoulder.

“Turn your head,” he ordered, and I didn’t even care to question him.

So, closing my eyes, I did what he’d asked, then I let out a low hiss as I felt his teeth sink into the delicate column of my neck, branding me, doing whatever he had to in order to win this thing between us. Declan was trying to prove a point, and with the way that he felt inside me, I had no desire to stop him.

As his thrusts got harder and deeper, his breath was hot on my neck. “Tell me if your shoulder begins to hurt.”

“It doesn’t,” I rushed out, my breathing labored, already panting for more.

“Don’t lie to me, lass,” he grunted. “Do whatever you want as long as you don’t lie to me.”

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