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“I don’t want you to worry,” Liam says gently, pushing my hair away from my face. “I’ll keep you safe, Ana, I swear.”
“But what aboutyou?”
“I’m going to call a Kings meeting tomorrow,” he explains. “I’ll tell them that it’s too late for them to push me to marry Saoirse, that I’ve informed her and her father that I was breaking the engagement, and that I’ve married you–and that besides that, you’re already pregnant with my heir.”
I laugh softly at that, grinning at him as his hand slides possessively over my hip. “What if it’s a girl?” I ask teasingly, and Liam laughs.
“In that case,” he says, rolling me onto my stomach on the soft lounge chaise and nudging my legs open again, “I’ll just have to get you pregnant again as soon as possible, once the baby is here.”
I gasp as he pushes his hard cock into me again, my sensitive inner walls spasming around him as he thrusts all the way to the hilt, wrapping his hand in my hair and making a fist as he bends down, kissing the back of my neck as he starts to thrust.
He feels so fucking good. His cock fills me perfectly, just on the good side of almost too big, making me feel every inch as he plunges into me again and again, long and slow and then faster as he holds onto my hip with one hand, tugging my head back so that he can kiss and bite down the column of my throat. I arch my back, pushing my ass up and into him, meeting each thrust as Liam groans aloud. He lets go of my hair, running his hands over my back and waist and hips, and then he reaches for my wrists, pinning them over my head as he pushes me down flat on the lounge, fucking me hard. I cry out, my muscles spasming with pleasure as he pounds his cock into me, sucking at the tender flesh of my throat.
“I fucking love you, Ana,” he whispers. “I love making love to you, eating your sweet pussy, and fucking you hard and fucking you slow, fucking your mouth and pussy and ass, every inch of you. You feel so perfect, so fucking good–”
Liam pulls out of me then, and I moan in protest, but he’s already lifting me up, pulling me astride him as he lays back on the lounge. “Ride me, Ana,” he groans. “I want to watch you come on my cock–fuck–” he groans as I wrap my hand around his shaft, guiding him between my thighs as I sink down onto him again. “God, that’s so fucking good–”
I’ve never been on top of him before. “You’re so handsome,” I whisper, looking down at my husband as I grind atop his cock, squeezing my thighs around his hips as I press my hands to his chest. “God, you feel so good. I’m going to come, Liam. I’m going to–”
“Yes,” he growls, the sound reverberating in his chest. “Come for me, that’s a good girl,yes—”
I throw my head back, arching and grinding down onto him as I start to spasm, rolling my hips so that I can feel him rubbing against every sensitive spot inside of me. He feels incredible, the orgasm crashing over me in waves as I rock atop him, and I feel him grabbing my hips, pulling me down tighter as he thrusts up into me. I open my eyes just as I hear him groan, just in time to see the flash of pure ecstasy on his face as his cock starts to throb, filling me with his cum again as I ride him. The sun glints off the gold band on my finger as I scratch my fingers down his chest, gasping with pleasure as I watch him. I think at that moment that I wish we could stay up here forever, doing only this, with no one else to interfere.
We fall asleep afterward for a little while, sunning like housecats, naked on the lounge. When I finally wake up, it’s to the sound of Liam walking across the rooftop, a tray of food in his hands and a robe thrown over one arm, dressed just in a pair of swim trunks. He looks gorgeous, bare-chested, with his burnished hair shining in the sun.
“I brought us some food,” he says with a grin. “And some water,” he adds, handing me my short-sleeved satin robe. I shrug it on, tucking my legs under me as Liam sets the tray down. There’s fruit and crackers and prosciutto and cheese, and I reach for a piece of cheese and the glass of water he hands me.
“What happens?” I ask nervously as we eat, looking at him. “When you tell the Kings? Are they going to just accept it, just like that?”
Liam pauses. “I don’t know,” he admits. “It won’t be pleasant, I know that–I’ve broken a vow made before God and a fellow King, in order to keep mine to you. As far as I'm concerned, the most important one of all,” he adds. “There will be consequences, but I’m prepared to pay them.”
“What consequences?”
“You don’t need to worry about it, Ana–”
“Please tell me.” I set down my glass, looking at him. “No more secrets, remember?”
Liam sighs. “There will be a physical punishment, more than likely. Lashes, for disrespecting the O’Sullivans–”
“That sounds medieval!” I stare at him, completely aghast. “They can’t–”
“They can,” Liam assures me. “Our customs are ancient, as are our punishments. But Ana–” He grabs my hands, looking deeply into my eyes. “Listen to me. It doesn’t matter. I’d take any punishment to be with you, break any vow, except the one I made to you tonight–to you and our child.”
He leans forward, kissing me gently. “I’ll be okay, Ana. I’ll come back to you.”
I look up at him through eyes gone watery, clutching his hands as fear wraps cold tendrils around my heart. “Do you promise?”
“I do,” Liam says gravely. “I will always come back to you, Ana. That is one vow I’ll never break.”
TWENTY-SEVEN
LIAM
Iexpected the meeting of the Kings to be unpleasant when I called it. What I didn’t expect was to find Luca and Viktor there, waiting for me as I walked into the building, both of their faces grim.
“What are you doing here?” I ask, none too kindly, as I catch sight of them. “This doesn’t concern you–”
“Oh, but it does,” Viktor assures me, his voice terse. “If you’ve done what I’ve heard that you’ve done and intend to say what I think you’re going to say, it concerns me a great deal.” His expression is colder than I’ve seen it in a very long time, and it sends off alarms in my head. “But we’ll find out soon enough,” Viktor adds, pushing past me to stride into the room where the Kings meet, Levin at his side.
