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With one final kiss, I pull away, smiling when she pouts as she doesn’t want me to stop. “Before we do this, I need to tell ya what I’ve planned, and if ya still want me afterward, well, then…I’m yours. Forever.”
Her slender throat dips as she swallows deeply.
“Some things have changed, while others have remained the same. I didn’t know what to expect when I got out. But what I did know was that workin’ with Brody was the only way to find Sean.
“But Sean isn’t as powerful as I thought he would be, which is why he’s still in hidin’. He knows he can’t beat Brody. He knows that the loyalties he was certain he would gain after Connor’s death actually see him for the piece of shite that he is.
“It’s because of this that the plan has now changed. It’s because of you, because of yer fearlessness that I’m going to do somethin’ I should have done a long time ago.”
Babydoll nervously licks her lips. “What are you going to do?”
I never thought I’d ever utter these words. “I’m goin’ to kill Brody, but I want to make sure yer okay with me doin’ that. He’s a fucking bastard, but he’s still yer dad.”
She takes a moment to process what I’ve just shared because she understands when I say I’m going to kill him, I mean now. No more waiting. I thought I needed him alive, but I don’t. There is no undying loyalty for either Sean or Brody because neither could ever be the leader Connor once was.
The men can be swayed given the right price or circumstance. Or, given the right leader.
If what Babydoll says is true, then the only person who can build an army with loyal men is me. It doesn’t matter that Connor isn’t my father. His colleagues and friends will always see me as the eldest Kelly son; the rightful ruler of Northern Ireland.
They are waiting for change, and that change is me.
I will kill Brody, making an example of him in case anyone else dares challenge me for my throne. This means it comes down to two people—Sean and me. And I won’t lose.
“So, Baby, do ya still want me, knowing I’ll have yer father’s blood on my hands?”
Babydoll’s breathing is shallow, and I worry she’s gone into shock. I understand if she needs time. Or if she begs I change my mind.
But when she steps forward so we’re inches apart, I realize she doesn’t need time. The only thing she needs is…me.
“Yes. I want you. Always. Forever. I…love you…so fucking much, it hurts to breathe.”
Closing my eyes, I bask in her admission because I’ve not heard it in so long. To be loved is a gift. But to be loved by Babydoll—that is nothing short of a miracle.
“Then I’m yours.”
She doesn’t have a chance to speak because I’m on her, cupping the back of her neck, holding her prisoner as I kiss her passionately. She allows me to dominate her, her body molding to mine because we’ve finally come home.
I circle my tongue with hers, deepening the angle as I lead her to the point of no return. She moans when I bite her bottom lip, before sucking it gently. Even though we’re pressed front to front, it’s not close enough, so I lift her, coaxing her to wrap her legs around my waist.
She does, her pussy snug around my erection as I slam her back to the wall. Our mouths never miss a beat as we devour one another like it’s the last day on earth. In some ways, I suppose it is because this is the start of something fucking beautiful.
She rubs herself against me, whimpering in need. I want nothing more than to fuck her senseless, but with Ethan in the next room, I know we’ll have to raincheck on that thought. But I won’t leave my girl wanting. She’s waited long enough.
Walking toward the foot of the bed, I toss her onto the mattress, relishing in her yelp of surprise before she scampers onto the pillows, her eyes never leaving mine. Her taste lingers on my lips, but the sweetness I crave lays between those parful legs of hers.
Her skirt has ridden up, teasing me as I can just see the black lacy triangle covering her lovely cunt. She enjoys seeing me riled up, so she merely leans back on her elbows and opens her legs wider with a sassy grin.
Ethan won’t wake for a while as he’s still fucked up on the shite in his system. So I kneel onto the end of the mattress, taking in the goddess before me. Her choppy breaths reveal her nerves, and no matter how many times we’ve done this before, it always feels like the first time.
With an unhurried pace, I crawl toward her, coming to rest at the junction of her thighs. Her body trembles with anticipation as I gently rub over her underwear. She’s wet. I’m hard. A deadly combination.
She lifts her hips, allowing me to slip off her underwear. When I see her pretty pink cunt, I lick my lips, ravenous beyond words. I don’t bother taking off her skirt because I can’t wait. Pushing it aside, I lower my mouth to her pussy and lay a single kiss over her hot flesh.
With a whimper, Babydoll lowers herself onto the pillow and opens her legs wider. I always feel so appreciative she’d allow an animal like me to touch her. I run my tongue along the seam of her pussy, humming when her sweetness hits me low.
She opens her legs wider and threads her fingers through my hair, a silent plea I give her what we both want. I surrender because I need her as much as she needs me. She’s still injured, so I’ll try to be gentle.
I lick her slowly before parting her flesh with my tongue. She moans, arching her back and opening herself up wider to me. I take the offering, using my mouth, tongue, and fingers to work her over until she is quivering uncontrollably.
