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I didn’t need to be told twice. His gaze dropped to where our bodies connected as my fingers circled my clit. My teeth sank into my bottom lip as I tried to contain myself. The pressure and heat in my core were intense and addictive. I loved that he could make me feel this way.
Killian’s tongue ran up the line of my neck, making me shudder. I grabbed hold of his bicep as a way to ground myself. I was ready to fall apart.
“Look how fucking pretty you are, my good girl,” he praised, his breath hot against my ear. “You take my cock so fucking well, Genevieve, like you were made for me.”
“Oh.” His words knocked the breath out of me. I teetered that glorious ledge—my body vibrating with anticipation.
“Let me hear you say my name as you come for me, baby girl,” he encouraged. His teeth sank into my shoulder. That was the end of me. I came hard with his name falling off my lips on endless repeat, my muscles pulsing around his dick. His pace picked up as he drove into me faster. “That’s right, princess. Who do you belong to?”
“You.” I dragged his mouth in for a searing kiss, his tongue battling mine. I whispered, “I belong to you.”
His fingers dug hard into my hips as he thrust himself deep inside me, his dick jerking as he came. Breath mixing, hearts pounding, and not a care in the world. For about thirty seconds anyway until someone started banging on the door.
“Hey!” Roan said loudly through the door. “Wrap it the fuck up! People are starting to ask where you two are.”
“Perfect fucking timing,” Killian muttered against my lips. Over his shoulder, he yelled, “So, lie!”
“We’re in a church!”
“That’s your job as best man!”
“My job doesn’t include lying so you can fuck your wife,” he retorted.
“That’s exactly your job, you furry fuck,” Killian told him with a laugh. He kissed me. “Don’t you fucking move, baby girl. I’m going to figure out something to clean you up with. Can’t have you walking down the aisle with my cum dripping down your thighs.”
I shouldn’t, but I kind of wanted to.
“Just make it fast!” Roan snapped.
“Go away,” Killian told him.
“The shit I do for you,” he muttered. The sound of his steps disappeared down the hall.
“I have wipes in…” I pointed to one of six bags in the room, “I think Gabby put them in that bag. No wait! That’s Raven’s overnight. You don’t want that bag unless you want to see the lingerie she packed for her and Declan’s… I can’t say the word.”
“Fuck-a-versary?” Killian laughed. The sound rolled pleasantly down my spine. “I gave her that term.”
I leaned back against the mirror as I watched him clean up and resituate his clothes. The man was walking sin in black dress pants and a dress shirt. The rolled-up sleeves and unbuttoned collar showed off his tattoos and taunted my lady parts.
“If you keep looking at me like that, Genevieve, we’ll never make it down the fucking aisle,” he said. That boyish grin of his made my heart melt. “And we’re making it down the fucking aisle if I have to kill someone to do so.”
I made a face, my nose crinkling.
“That’s definitely against the commandments,” I said.
“And stopping me from marrying my wife all over again is unforgivable,” he countered. “Hold still.”
I did as he asked while he gently cleaned me up. That didn’t stop me from running at the mouth.
“Those aren’t the same things.”
“One unforgivable sin meets another unforgivable sin. It sounds like the same thing, baby girl.”
“Would you really kill someone if they stopped our wedding?” I asked, genuinely curious.
“Would I kill someone if they got in between you and me under damn near any circumstances? That’s not even a fucking question. The answer is always yes.” He kissed me once, trying to keep it brief, but I pulled him right back in need of more. He chuckled against my lips. “That turned you on a little, didn’t it?”
“Shush you,” I replied. For good measure, I added, “Maybe just a little. Or a lot. So very much. Round two?”
