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My forehead wrinkles, and her grip around my biceps tighten. I still briefly before introducing more of my cock. I stretch her open, and after some brief seconds, she welcomes the bite of pain. I continue my unhurried progress forward until I’m fully seated to the hilt. She throbs around him. Feeling her clench, I begin to thrust slowly.
“Shit!” she cries out.
I continue my leisurely strokes. Her hips begin to move on their own accord, desperate for every inch I’m keeping away from her. Sensing her need, I drive deeper.
“This pussy was made for me,” I inform her. “It’s gripping my dick so hard.”
My eyes never leave hers as I pick up the pace. The sound of my balls slaps against her wetness, echoing through the room. I pull her tighter as my hips begin to piston harder—deeper.
“Ahhhh,” she screams out.
“Am I hurting you, babe? Is it too much for you?” I attempt to slow my thrusts, but her legs wrap around me tighter.
“Please don’t stop,” she pleads.
“So my little bird welcomes the pain.”
I resume my punishing strokes, and she holds on for the ride. Each thrust gets her inevitably closer to her release. A few more deep strokes and she’s exploding around my cock in waves. Her legs tremble as I thrust my way to my own release. My mouth dips down and latches onto her shoulder as I fuck her savagely. As I explode within her depths, the aftershocks consume me. My dick remains inside her while I ride out my best orgasm to date. She winces when I finally slide out of her.
“Come on,” I say as I get out of bed, reaching for her hand.
She accepts my hand and lets me assist her out of the bed. She turns to look over her shoulder, and her mouth goes slack. Fresh blood stains the hotel sheets. She looks down between her legs as if the blood could have come from anywhere else but her. Dried blood coats the inside of her thighs. She’s mortified. Not sure why since the very first day I abducted her I made her strip while she was on her period. Blood doesn’t bother me.
“Um … sorry about the sheets,” she apologizes.
“Stop it, babe. I’m not letting you dwell on a little blood. I’ve tasted your blood, remember? Do you need more face paint?”
“You wouldn’t,” she says, appalled.
“I would, so ignore it.” I kiss her forehead.“My little cock warrior wanted it rough, so I obliged. It’s only sheets. We’ll get them replaced.”
I grab her hand again and walk us to the shower. Without letting go of her hand, I turn on the water. When the temperature has heated to my satisfaction, I pull her into the shower with me.
“Look at me, beautiful bird,” I encourage. When she does, I pull her further into me and kiss her slowly. This kiss doesn’t harness the wild passion like before. It’s tender and sweet— two adjectives I didn’t think I was capable of. I hold her close and continue to kiss her under the rain showerhead. I feel the moment some of her embarrassment begins to ebb away.
I finally break the kiss, but only so I can wash her. It smells masculine, but I don’t mind her smelling like me. I use extra care when I use the washcloth between her legs, but she still flinches. Her swollen vagina is sensitive to the touch. I pat softer and remove the nozzle to aim the warm water where she needs it. I hold it there, letting the warmness dull the ache.
“Too much too fast,” I gather.
“It’s fine, Lennon.”
I nod, but I’m not convinced. I step farther underneath the water to wash, and she watches as the water repels from my taut muscles. I turn my back to her to wash my front.She begins to massage my back similar to what I treated her to earlier. She eases her hand around my abs and plays with the hardness beneath her fingers. My grip on her wrist halts her exploring.
“You have to stop before you make me hard again,” I warn, turning around.
I shut off the water and reach for a towel for us both. I dry myself and then her.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Aurora
Iexpected to be filled with self-loathing today—to feel guilty for giving my virginity to Lennon and betraying my family. Instead, I feel surprisingly free. And knowing there is no way my father can make me marry Niccolò now brings a smile to my face. Kai dropped by our penthouse this morning. He had evidence and pictures to prove that Lennon had followed through on his promise. Amerie was freed from my father and was en route to Texas. I never doubted that I could trust his word. I’m starting to accept that his ways are indeed mercurial and unorthodox, but I’m not his enemy. He wants to marry me and give me a life much different from the one my father and Niccolò had planned for me. Although I believe the love to be one-sided, I’ve already resigned myself to keep my end of the arrangement. I will marry him and keep his secret about how the two of us came to be.
We’re on the way back to the hotel, walking hand in hand—our strides in sync. The hand holding may be simply to keep me from running, but I won’t let my mind go there. There has been a shift between us, and I wonder if he feels it too. I’m indulging in this cocoon that Dublin has wrapped around us. Will it disappear the moment we get back on the jet to the States? Lennon treated me to breakfast at a quaint little café not too far away. They had the cutest little lattes with hearts drawn into the foam. We even looked at a few dress shops where he insisted that I pick out something from this Pink Diva Boutique. My instructions were to find a dress for dinner tomorrow night because he wants to take me out again. He has a meeting this afternoon and again tomorrow. After that, we will enjoy a night out before we head back to New York. I found an emerald-green V-neck mini dress. The girl behind the counter packaged it up and gave the bag to Lennon to carry. The back swings from his left hand while his right hand is in mine.
“I need to meet up with Kai and will be gone for the rest of the afternoon,” Lennon informs once we’re back inside the penthouse. “Enjoy the rest of your day … watch some movies, listen to music, just don’t leave the penthouse.”
“I know the rules,” I reassure. “You don’t have to worry about me; you will see that in time. My loyalty is to you now, so give me the same trust you asked me to give you.”
