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I could die right now and feel as though I've served a purpose on this earth: to make this woman come the way she is right now.
I tangle her hair around my wrist and pull my mouth to the shell of her ear. “I'm gonna come inside you, baby bird. Make you take every drop, because everything I am is yours."
“Please.” Her eyes beg me for it.
She pushes her ass into me, and my release hits me almost instantly, rushing out with a vengeance. The hardest I've ever come.
“Kayla…” I hiss as I spill into her warmth, never wanting to come down from this high, my balls squeezing until they ache. I give her every drop I own.
My pulse thumps almost out of my throat while I slow my movements until I’m done. Yet slipping out of her is the last thing I want.
So I don't.
Instead, I untie her wrists and curl one arm around her front. Pulling her up against me, my front to her back, I remain buried inside her.
“What are you doing?” she asks breathlessly.
“Making myself at home.” I kiss her shoulder. “Now close your eyes and go to sleep. You need to rest.”
She yawns and nods. “After what you just did, I think I do.”
There’s a smile in her voice, and knowing I put it there makes me smile too.
This would be the perfect way to go. Die right here in her arms, ’cause I know death is coming for me soon enough anyway.
I bring the blanket over us and watch her fall asleep, hating thatin a short while I’ll have to leave her.
But there’s something important I need to take care of. Someone else I have to keep safe. And knowing what the Midnight Murderer is capable of, I know he has no lines he wouldn’t cross.
CHAPTER THIRTY
ADRIEL
“Hey! It’s you again.”Sophia bounces over with her soccer ball, me on the same bench I was on when we saw each other last.
“Hey, kid. You love that ball, don’t you?”
“Yeah.” She shrugs her shoulder, popping a sassy brow. “What can I say? I’m good at it.”
A half-smile falls to my mouth. “How have you been?”
Now that I’m not Chris, I don’t know what’s going on. Don’t know the intel about the traffickers or anything else I was able to get from my so-called brothers.
“Not much! I started a new dance school, and that’s a lot of fun. Grandma was supposed to come to my first class when I went with Daddy, but she was very sad and stayed home.” She pouts as she settles beside me. “She’s been sad a lot lately. Even Grandpa can’t cheer her up.”
“Why? What happened?”
“I don’t know.” She flips her hand in the air, twisting her mouth in an adorable way. “She doesn’t talk about it, not even to me. Which is weird because she always talks to me. I’m her favorite.” She grins.
I chuckle. “Sometimes grownups don’t want to make the kids sad, so they keep things to themselves.”
“That’s stupid. Because I’m already sad since she’s sad. Maybe if she told me what’s wrong, I could help her.”
Such innocence. Such hope in her eyes. That’s what childhood should look like. Not the way I had it.
“And Daddy is being ultra-grumpy lately, telling me I can’t go out with Mabel a lot, and he won’t tell me why either. I know there are bad people in the world. I’m not stupid.”
She rolls her eyes, and I laugh to myself. She’s something else. A force to be reckoned with.
