Page 11 of Mended Oath


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“I don’t care. Just take it away, please.” She begs, her eyes watery from unshed tears. Seeing her like that snaps my resolve, and I give in.Just for tonight.After all, the only thing I’ve ever wanted to do is take away her pain.

My hand slides down the curve of her hips and under the waistband of her pants. Her breath hitches as I slip my finger between her pussy lips. My thumb finds her clit while I slip a single digit inside her.

She pulls me back down to her, our lips crashing together passionately. Soft moans rise from her throat as she works her hips against my hand, creating friction between my thumb and her clit.

Easily sliding another finger inside, I work her clit with my thumb. Wasting no time, I curl my fingers against her g-spot. She breaks the kiss, leaning her head back into the pillow. Her hand grips my bicep, digging her nails into my skin. A sharp hiss leaves my lips at the feeling.

Her breathing picks up, along with the pace of her hips. Her eyes flutter shut, and she bites down on her bottom lip, trying to keep her moans quiet.

“Yes, Declan!,” She moans softly, her back arching off the bed.

“That’s it baby,” I murmur in her ear, “let go.”

Her walls clench around my fingers, and her legs close around my hand. Rocking her hips back and forth against my hand, she rides out the wave of her orgasm.

Once her breathing slows, I slip my fingers out of her. Leaning down, I press a soft kiss to her forehead. Wrapping her up into my arms again, I pull her to my chest.

“Thank you,” she whispers so low I have to strain to hear her. I squeeze her in my embrace, wordlessly. She starts to move away from me, but I keep her locked against me.

“Not tonight baby, tonight is about you.” She opens her mouth to protest, but my lips cover hers. Silencing her effectively, we kiss like we’re about to be separated. Which, I supposed, is technically the case.

We lay there in silence for what feels like hours. Just as I’m wondering if she’s still awake, she shifts in my arms, and I get a glimpse of her sleeping face. Her peaceful face looks youthful when she’s not nervous or anxious. Her brows aren’t furrowed with a scowl, her lips are tucked softly into a thin line, and her hair is damp around her head. She looks… free. Smiling to myself, I finally let myself fully relax a little knowing that she is here with me and safe. Soon after, I’m falling asleep.

Chapter eight

Finn

Lookingatthetimeon my phone, I sigh. It’s midnight here, which means it’s three a.m. in Jersey. Debating on whether I should call Skylar or not, I stare at the ceiling. I don’t want to wake her from her sleep, but I also really fucking miss her and my baby.

“Fuck it,” I mumble to myself, grabbing my phone and hitting the call button. It rings a few times before she answers where I sigh in relief.

“Hello?” Her sleepy voice answers, oblivious to my calling.

“Hey beautiful. I’m sorry to wake you,” I say softly, picking at the sheets. I can’t help the smile that crosses my face as I imagine her sprawled out in the bed, her dark hair a mess, and her eyes closed while she talks. The sight in my mind is just pure perfection. My cock slightly hardens at the thought of my beautiful wife sprawled out underneath me, but I shift it away quickly. I can’t be in my head right now, it won’t do me any good.

“It’s okay, is everything alright?” She yawns.

“I just miss you.” Lying on my back, I rest my hand on my chest, closing my eyes. “How was your day?”

“It was good. Ava talked about you all day today,” she mumbles, and I can tell she is falling back asleep. Sadness flows over me as she mentions Ava. I’ve missed so much of her life in the last six months. I’ve never wanted to be an absent father, but that’s exactly what it feels like these days. If she somehow ever forgot me, I’d be devastated. Those girls are my world, yet I know my constant traveling and being away from them doesn’t make them feel special. Skylar gives me a hard time, laughing about it usually, but sometimes, I can see the longing in her eyes. The toll that it takes on her and Ava is evident as I slowly feel us distancing away from each other.

I’ll never stop fighting for my girls.

Another yawn comes from the other side of the line.

“I’ll let you go back to bed, babe. I’ll hopefully see you tomorrow.” I roll over onto my side, ready to plug my phone up.

“Mm, okay,” she replies sleepily.

“I love you so much, Skylar,” I remind her. I hate to think that I’m the reason she loses sleep. My biggest fear besides death is that Ava forgets about me. I can’t let that happen to Skylar or Ava.

I can hear the smile in her voice as she replies. “I love you too, Finn.”

“Give Ava a hug and a kiss for me in the morning,” I add, before hanging up the phone. Closing my eyes, I have a hard time falling asleep. I miss my girls more than anything in the world. With the thought of them crossing my mind, I pass out.

The next morning, I’m awakened by the sound of soft knocking on the door joining mine and Declan’s rooms. Usually I don’t hear anything while I’m sleeping, but whenever I’m away from Skylar the drop of a pin could wake me. Grumbling, I climb out of bed and pad over to the door.

“What?” I snap before realizing it’s Natalia on the other side. I immediately change my expression, relaxing my features to show her that I’m not angry with her specifically.

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