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I look down and run my fingers down the side of her face.
“I love you, Brendan. That was perfect.”
My heart clenches knowing that I need to move faster to stop her marriage. Kissing her forehead, I tell her, “Sleep, princess.”
It’s as if she needed my permission because before I can even finish, her eyes close. She lets out a soft snore and I smile. Fuck, this woman has always had my heart.
I reluctantly pull out of Suri and head to the bathroom. I see her virgin blood on my cock. Mine. She is mine and I will never let her go.
Kieran hasn’t had the balls to talk to Da so I’m going to have to do it myself. I don’t care about the consequences anymore. I climb back into bed and tug her body closer to me. This is just the beginning. This is all I want every night for the rest of our lives.
Now I just have to make it happen.
Chapter eleven
Suri
I wake up feeling a sense of tranquility. I stretch my limbs and realize how sore my body feels. Memories of last night flash through my mind and a smile comes to my face before I can even stop it. I look over and see Brendan. He looks so disarming when he is asleep. Young. Calm. It reminds me of the boy that I grew up with.
I reluctantly but quietly pull away so I don’t wake him. I head to the bathroom to clean up. I can still feel the stickiness between my legs. I finally had sex. Incredible sex.
Sex with Brendan. It’s something I dreamed of when we were teenagers, but never thought it would happen once Mallory got her claws in me. Especially after the engagement with Kieran. I can still remember the look of betrayal on Brendan’s face when he found out. Things were never the same after that. I left for school and he closed himself off to me and the world.
I look down at my hand where my engagement ring used to be. I still can’t believe he took it off. I don’t feel sad that it's gone even after it being on my finger for the last four years. I just feel relieved. When Brendan pulled it off my hand, he took all my worries with it.
Brendan was so sure last night that the only O’Sullivan man I will marry will be him. I hope he’s right. I hope he knows what he’s doing. I love his possessiveness. I love the sense of safety he makes me feel. He’s the only person who has ever proven that he will protect me. I love him.
I still feel a small inkling of doubt in the back of my head though telling me not to get too comfortable. We can make all the plans in the world, but we can’t underestimate Mallory. She will not just sit back and let me be happy, especially if the plan doesn’t align with her ambitions.
Brendan doesn’t know everything. I need to tell him about the threats. Mallory will follow through on them.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I cringe a bit because man I look like a hot mess. My hair is sticking up all over the place, my lips are red and swollen. I rub my fingertips over my lips, remembering how it felt like I would die if he stopped kissing me.
I turn around and head toward the shower. I’m sure Dad and Mallory know that I didn’t come home last night. I need all my strength to back Brendan up with this marriage business.
I jump into the shower, letting the hot water fall over my body and kneading my sore muscles. My mind starts to wander. How can I make sure I keep this feeling of peace and happiness?
Maybe if I talk to Dad I can convince him to drop this ridiculous idea of me marrying Kieran. I have never told him straight up that I didn’t want to marry him. If I admit to him that I’m in love with Brendan, he’ll let me marry him instead. Right?
I know he’s not the ideal son from their perspective. In their words, Brendan is a thug and has no future. I’ve never understood their hatred toward him. He comes from the same family as Kieran. He’s not going to be taking over the O’Sullivan business. Who cares? I don’t give a crap about that. Dad shouldn’t either. He wants me to be happy right? Could I run away and never see my father again?
The thought of talking to my dad seemed like a good idea at first, but the more I thought about it, the more the nerves started to fester. What if I’m wrong and he won’t allow me to marry Brendan? I won’t survive losing him a second time.
As my thoughts start to lead down a dark path, a hand wraps around my waist and a warm breath whispers into my ear, “Good morning, Princess.”
This man…only he could stop my downward spiral. I spin in his arms and can’t help but take in how gorgeous he looks. I’m sure my eyes widened a bit because Brendan is ripped. The man definitely works hard on his body. Towering over me at six foot three with shoulders so wide that they take up most of the shower area. Slowly making my way down, I pause at his muscular pecs, taking them in. All I want to do is rub my hands all over them. Taking him in more, holy crap abs! I didn’t even notice last night that he had an eight pack. But now I’m thinking about what it would be like to trace them with my tongue. Licking my lips, I’m drawn to the muscular V that leads to his delicious cock. A cock that is standing straight up, pointing toward me. I rise on my tip toes and give him a chaste kiss. “Good morning.”
Starting to pull away so I can finish washing up, his grip tightens. “Where do you think you're going, princess?”
I let out a laugh, trying to push him away playfully “Let me go. I need to wash up.”
His voice grumbles into my ear “Why would you wash up when I’m just going to get you dirty again?”
My thighs clench together with the thought of him dirtying me up again. I can feel the heat between my legs.
Brendan leans down and kisses me. He starts off soft, brushing against my lips, opening them with his tongue. But the softness only lasts so long before it’s all teeth and tongue and passion.This kiss is full of promises and love. It holds strength and doesn't back down.
As we’re kissing he lifts me and my legs instantly wrap around him. I can feel his cock rubbing against my core, making me wetter. I rotate my hips toward him, trying to draw him inside. Brendan denies me and keeps his cock on the outside of my pussy.
