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I dipped my chin. “Think it’s time you knew that. I loved you before, but I’d have married Deirdre, I’d have been her husband in name only, but you’d have been on the side, and if there’s one thing I’m glad about, it’s that you never had to be there.
“You deserved so much fucking more than to be a mistress, but I’d have done that to you because I’m a selfish fuck. I’m a jackass who loved you but would have put you in that position anyway.
“I didn’t deserve you then and I don’t now, but I love you. For what it’s worth, Aela, I do.” I sighed. “I just… I dunno. I had to get that out. Had to tell you.”
She licked her lips. “I loved you even if you were a prick. But I like you now. I didn’t realize how important that was when I was a kid. I was in awe of you. Overwhelmed that Declan O’Donnelly wanted me, and that he trusted me, and I loved you, but I didn’t know you.
“Even though we’ve been together barely any time at all, I feel like I know you so much better now. I love that you let me have a voice, I love that you’ll have my back, and I love that you love Seamus.” She reached up and cupped my chin, those sapphire blue orbs piercing mine as she rasped, “What I’m trying to say, Declan, is that I love you, but Ilikeyou too.”
As always, she cut straight to the heart of the matter. Making sense out of the shit I’d spewed. “Yeah,” I breathed. “I like you too.”
“I love that you’re a fanatic for art, and that half the stuff in this place is stolen. I love that you have layers. You’re like an onion. Before, I guess I just thought you were one-dimensional. An O’Donnelly. That defined youanddescribed you. But now? You’re so much more than that, and I see it and want it all for myself.”
Bowing my head, I licked her lips, tasting her and whispering, “You can have all of me, Aela. All I have to give.” When she surged forward, I was surprised when her hands gripped my hair tightly, with a force that stung. She held me to her, clung to me, her knees pinning me in a hard grip around the waist as she rocked against me like the words were all she needed to let loose.
And if I’d learned anything about her, it was that she didn’t need much of anything to let loose.
Thank fuck.
I levered a hand between us so I could unfasten the knot of her towel. It didn’t go anywhere, not squished between us the way it was, but as she thrust her tongue into my mouth, my other hand went to my fly. Her pussy was there, bared by the split in the towel, and I groaned at the hot silk that rubbed my knuckles as I tried to work down my fly.
When I managed to get my dick loose, I held it before I traced it through the juices that slipped from her slit. Al-fucking-ready. Goddammit, what she did to me.
I kissed her like I was dying, kissed her like today was the last day of my life. Fucking her there as I teased her slit with the tip of my dick, her nails dug into my scalp. She scraped down, dragging nerve endings to life, and I grunted into her mouth, the grunt morphing into a groan as she dipped her teeth into my bottom lip.
The prick of her teeth, the drag of her nails, it felt phenomenal. Made me feel fucking alive.
She whimpered as I angled her, no longer teasing her, and urged her down onto my dick.
She took me like she always did—like her pussy was mine. Forged for me. Made to hold my cock.
As I filled her, she groaned, her mouth tearing free from mine as she panted out a breath, her head flopping into the wall as I let my lips drift across to her ear where those earrings of hers as well as the jade ones I’d gifted her glinted between strands of bright blue hair. I sucked on the earlobe, then dropped down so I could give her a hickey.
Biting down, I felt her pussy quake around me, cosseting me and drawing every ounce of cum from my dick.
Gravity impaled her on me, and the feeling was beyond anything I could have dreamed. Unable to stop myself, I grabbed her arms and pinned them overhead. The movement had her towel flopping to the ground, and I groaned as, dropping my head, I managed to grasp one of her nipples. Fluttering my tongue around it, I sucked hard, nibbling the tip before I started to rock even harder into her.
Her back arched, giving me more access, and as I bit the tip, she released a shaky gasp, her breath stalling in her chest for a handful of seconds before she released a keening moan. It powered through my senses, even more delicious because I knew she was trying to keep quiet but was finding it hard.
Thanking God Seamus’s room was on the other side of the apartment, I watched her come, felt it, reveled in it, as I let her fly free. With each pulsation of her pussy around my shaft, I was a goner, and I only held on because every thrust I made had her drawing in air like she was a drowning woman searching for oxygen.
When I moved to her other nipple, biting down a little harder, no teasing, nothing but need and want merging together as my balls drew up tight, she came again but she struggled in my hold, her arms bucking against me, wriggling and writhing against the wall in a way that had me exploding into her.
As my cum drenched her, I groaned, letting go of her nipple and burrowing my face into her throat, biting her there as I moaned out the fucking relief that came when I was inside her, when I was allowed to let go, to merge with her.
Nothing beat this feeling.
Nothing.
No one beat her.
She was mine.
No longer my filthy little secret, but my woman. At my side. Where she should have always been.
