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“I want to see more,” he growls low in his throat, hand fisting around the panties, and before I know what’s happening he suddenly rips them away from me, discarding the red lace next to us on the bed as I’m left bare from the hips down.
“I bought those for you!” I gasp in mock outrage, sinking down onto his cock again.
“Aye, and I did what I wished with them.” His blue eyes glint with mischief. “Make me come hard, lass, and I’ll buy you as many lace panties as you wish.” Niall arches up from the pillows, grabbing the back of my head to meet me halfway as he captures my mouth again. “Fuck, lass, I’ll buy them for you anyway, anything you fucking want.”
He’s on his knees now, arms wrapped around me as my legs go around his hips, his hands grabbing my waist to piston me on his cock. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good—”
He fucks me like that for a moment more before falling back on the pillows, grabbing my hips and yanking me down hard onto his cock. He spreads my folds with one hand, exposing my aching clit, and he groans as he watches himself stretching me open.
“I wish I could lick you and fuck you at the same time,” he growls, one hand still squeezing my ass. “But I can make you come like this before I fill you up.”
It already feels so good, almost more than I can take. The pleasure for me always seems to feel the greatest in this position, which is saying a lot, considering that no matter how Niall fucks me he makes me feel as if I’m coming apart at the seams every time. But this sensation, feeling him deep and full, drives me more wild than anything else, and as I clench around him and he starts to rub my clit, Niall lets out a strangled moan.
“Oh god, come for me lass. I can’t hold out much longer—”
I slide up and down in quick, short strokes, feeling myself on the edge, squeezing his cock with my pussy as I grind on him, against his fingers. His hand convulses on my ass, dragging me down hard onto his cock.
“Fuck, lass, grind on me just like that,yes—”
I feel the orgasm building just as his cock swells and hardens inside of me, as I feel the throbbing that lets me know he’s about to come, too. His fingertips rub my clit, his groans of pleasure and my cries mingling as I feel myself starting to spasm around him, the climax about to burst over me.
“Yes, Isabella, yes—oh god, I’m going to fucking come, I’m going to fill you up—”
Niall lets out a shout of pleasure as I suddenly feel the hot rush of his release, my own following in an instant, my head thrown back as I ride him through his orgasm and mine. I can feel him filling me with his cum, hard and thick and so fucking good, and I nearly scream with pleasure as I come hard on his cock.
He rolls me onto my back, grabbing my hips, still thrusting as we both shudder together. “Ah, fuck,” he breathes, a ripple going through him as he pushes me back into the pillows. “Christ, lass, I’m still fucking hard.”
“Good,” I breathe, feeling myself spasm around him, hearing his groan of pleasure as he bends to kiss me. “Then make me come again.”
“Greedy little lass.” He grins against my mouth, taking up a slow rhythm, the hot slide of his cock even better after two orgasms. “God, I love fucking you like this, so full of my cum—”
Niall lets out a sigh, kissing me deeper still as he hooks my leg over his hip, and I cling to him, wanting the night to never end.
And even once it does, I know we still have so many more to come.
22
NIALL
The next morning, I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.
I wake in the bed of my childhood home, sunlight streaming through the curtains Isabella and I picked out together, with my naked wife wrapped around me sleeping peacefully. I would never have thought, not all that long ago, that I could be happy in this kind of domestic peace. That I would be back in the home I thought I’d never live in again, with a wife and a child on the way, with the remnants of our marriage celebration in the backyard waiting to be cleaned up.
I still worry, sometimes, that this life won’t be enough for Isabella. Even our wedding yesterday was incredibly simple for a former cartel princess and a future member of the Irish Kings. A backyard wedding, a buffet dinner, a miniscule guest list—but it’s what I’d wanted for our wedding, and what Isabella had sworn to me that she wanted, too. I glance down at the pile of lace on the floor where we left her wedding dress last night, and think of how beautiful she was, how perfect it all felt. We’ve been married legally since before this, but yesterday is what made me feel truly married to her.
It won’t always be easy or perfect, I know that. It will come with challenges, especially considering how we began—but I don’t care anymore. It hurt more to be without her than it could ever hurt to be with her, and as I hold her close, I believe we can get through it. I believe that we can have the life I saw when I walked into this house again, when I knew I had to stop running.
Isabella stirs against me, and I roll her gently onto her back, shifting down her body as she makes softhmnoises under her breath, still half asleep. I slide under the sheets, spreading her thighs, and without any preamble I lock my lips over her clit and start to suck, flicking my tongue over it.
“Oh!” She comes awake with a start, her hips jerking up into my face, but I hold her still as I lap at her clit, feeling her body already starting to tense. “Oh god, oh fuck—”
I want to tell her to come for me, but I don’t want to stop licking her for even a second, and at any rate I can feel she’s already close. I suck her clit more firmly, rolling my tongue over it, and in a matter of seconds I feel her starting to shake as she cries out, her arousal gushing over my tongue.
I look up the length of her body as I give her clit one final kiss, grinning. “Good morning, my love.”
“Oh god, I—good morning.” Isabella gasps, trying to catch her breath. “I—holy shit.”
I push back the sheets, sliding out of her spread legs. My cock is rock hard from the taste of her, and I see her eyes flick to it. “I can feed you breakfast or my cock, lass, but I’ve got a surprise for you, and we don’t have much time. We need to be leaving in an hour.”
