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“How about I help you forget for a few hours,” I suggested, not knowing what else to offer her.
Mora surprised me when she said, “How about for a whole day? Can we just…forget everything for just one full day?”
My dick immediately began to harden. “Baby, I can make you forget everything every day for the rest of our lives,” I offered. “You can quit your job, I can work from home, then we’ll never need to leave our bed again. I can work while you rest.”
Her lips twitched again, and I loved that I could make her want to smile, even though she was miserable, confused, and still angry. I was responsible for this woman’s feelings just like I was responsible for the rest of her, and I hated that I was going to have to step back and let her figure out her feelings on her own. Three-hundred years later, I was still a man that believed that men should take care of their women, no matter what.
“As tempting as that sounds, I just need today, Kalon,” she replied. “I just need you and today, and the rest of it can wait until I’m ready to tackle it again.”
I slid my hand up the side of her neck, and she closed her eyes, reveling in the touch of my hand. “Baby, you’ve got me,” I told her as I leaned down to kiss the side of her face. “You’ve got me like my life isn’t my own. I would fucking die for you, Mora.”
“Touch me,” she whimpered, and she didn’t have to tell me twice.
As my lips moved to kiss hers, my other hand slid up underneath her shirt, her soft skin feeling perfect against my palm. When I cupped one of her breasts in my hand, Mora’s head fell back, giving me access to all of her. With no choice but to break our kiss, my lips began trailing a path down her neck, our height difference making it hard to devour her like she deserved.
Frustrated, I picked her up by her thighs, then had her pressed against the wall before she knew it. When my lips found her neck again, Mora’s hands fought their way between us, her fingers working my pants with the skill of an expert tailor.
“Take my cock and sit on it, baby,” I instructed, her heavy breaths playing in my ears. “Show me how badly you want me.”
“I need you, Kalon.”
Those four little words had me racing us to the bedroom, her clothes a shredded mess before she was even able to get comfortable on the bed. Never having cared before, shredding Mora’s clothes to pieces was the best thing about my strength nowadays. It was like I’d been given this extra strength just to be able to get this woman naked.
As soon as we were both completely unclothed, I flipped Mora over, her enticing body on its hands and knees before me, and I couldn’t wait to dirty her up. Her pussy was already glistening for me, and when I used my thumbs to spread her folds apart, that intoxicating pinkness called to me.
“Fuck, that pussy of yours is so fucking pretty, baby.”
“Kalon, please…” she begged. “I need you.”
I slammed my entire length into her waiting cunt, and I had to close my eyes at how glorious she felt. She always felt fucking phenomenal, and I knew that she always would.
After all, she’d been created just for me.
Chapter 24
Mora~
Whatever could be said about Pharaoh Psychiatric Hospital, it couldn’t be said that the benefactors of this hospital weren’t extremely generous. Though it had all the hallmarks of a typical hospital, everything was clean, neat, modern, and I couldn’t see any cracked paint or broken tiles anywhere. Walking through the doors, you’d never guess that the monstrous structure housed nothing but the insane. You’d think that you were walking into a teaching hospital or a research facility.
Approaching the front desk, I did my best to sound polite and kind. “Good evening,” I greeted. “I’m Mora Kamra, and I’m here to see Hugo Draka.”
The receptionist smiled. “Oh, yes,” she replied. “You know, you’re the first person to visit him in years.” My chest panged at that. “We could hardly credit it when word got around that he had a daughter.”
As soon as I had called to make an appointment to see Hugo, his case worker, Dr. Paul Simms, had practically tripped over himself at learning that Hugo had a long-lost daughter that’d been adopted at birth. I’d had to patiently listen to him tell me all about Hugo’s twenty-five-year confinement, and how he was very concerned how the news of my existence was going to affect Hugo.
Nevertheless, Dr. Simms had been excited enough about my existence to agree to an after-hours visit with Hugo. In fact, he felt that meeting Hugo during after-hours might go better than visiting him during all the hustle and bustle of the day. Meeting Hugo in the evening would ensure that I wouldn’t interrupt his daily routine, and if he took the meeting hard, then they could sedate him for the night with a minimal fight.
“Is Dr. Simms in?” I asked, not wanting to share my life with a perfect stranger.
“Of course,” she replied, taking the hint.
When I turned, Kalon was staring at me, worried about my state of mind. I was dealing with a lot, and he felt like throwing my father into the mix so soon might not be such a good idea. He’d suggested waiting a few more days, but what for? I only had a week and a half left before I was to go back to work, so I needed to make the most out of these remaining days. Going back to work and seeing my parents and Zaire was going to be daunting enough, I didn’t need to add meeting my father to an already stressful time. If I met him now, then I had a few days to process the meeting and decide what to do from there.
“I’m fine,” I lied, and the look in Kalon’s eyes told me that he knew that I was lying. “Iwantto do this, Kalon.”
“I just don’t want it to be too much,” he repeated, his hand landing on my hip. “I just…he might flip out when he sees us, and I don’t want you…I don’t want you blaming yourself if he doesn’t take this well.”
I raised a brow. “Do you honestly think that meeting my father is what’s too much about all this?” He knew that I had a point. “Trust me when I tell you that meeting my father is the only manageable thing about any of this. I haven’t been in control of anything since the night I met you, Kalon. But this? This is something that I can most definitely handle.”
