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“Tell who?”
She is confused and then as I press the window down, she stares in shock at the machine, waiting to take her order.
As the voice asks what she wants, she hesitates and I groan and say roughly, “One Macburger meal with fries and coke. Actually, make that one of everything on the menu.”
As the voice repeats my order back to me, I curse my generosity, knowing how bad for her health this feast will be. However, the gratitude on her face mixed with adoration makes me feel extremely good about myself for once and as the window closes and we move to the next one where Saint pays the check, she grasps my face in both of her hands and whispers, “You are a good man, Killian. Thank you.”
Then, she kisses me so softly, it throws me a little because I don’t experience moments as pure as this one—ever and for some reason, I like it.
We collect the order at the third window, and I reach into the bag and hand Purity her treasured Macburger and watch with amusement as she holds it in her hand as if she has found the Holy Grail. Her eyes are lit with pleasure and she unwraps it as if it’s Christmas day and stares in wonder at the cheap food.
She takes a sniff and groans and I swear I could fucking come hard right now as she takes a tentative bite and moans softly as she chews the food as if it’s the best thing she has ever tasted. I could watch her all night and as the car moves away, I tap on the partition and say gruffly. “Pull over. There’s enough here for the whole line. Help us out.”
* * *
Five minutes later,we must be a curious sight. Three men dressed in black, sitting on a grassy bank by the side of the road, with an angel in our midst. She shines like the brightest star as she sits on my jacket and as we finish off the food, she keeps us amused as she samples a little of everything, squealing with delight when she finds something she likes.
My men are as fascinated by her as I am. We are not used to such childlike behavior. Not in our world. The women are sultry, sexy, and conniving. Not like her. There is no one like her.
Even my men are comfortable around her, and we listen to her excited chatter as she tells us about life in that god awful town she came from. She doesn’t know it, but every single fucking word is committed to my memory because as soon as I get the chance, I will ruin her parents’ lives because of the way they have treated her.
She thinks I’m interested in hearing about life in Heaven. What she doesn’t realize is I am gathering much-needed information. Yes, Elijah Sanders will soon discover that nobody messes with my wife, and he will regret the day he allowed her to escape.
He will regret the day she found me.
CHAPTER23
PURITY
Iam drunk with happiness. Killian is my dream man. He is trying so hard to make me happy and I feel bad that I wasn’t grateful for the expensive meal he provided tonight. He is attentive and kind and it’s as if I can tell him anything. I can’t believe how lucky I got when he saved me from Miss. Sinclair and that horrible place she took me to. I can’t dwell on what happened there. It’s too painful, but I know the most important thing in my life right now is making Killian Vieri happy.
We finish up and as Saint deals with the trash, we head back to the car, and I snuggle up beside Killian and say sleepily. “That was the best evening I have ever had. Thank you.”
He pulls me closer and twists his fingers in my hair. It feels so nice and as the car pulls away from the curb, my eyes are heavy. As I drift off to sleep, it’s in the knowledge I am the happiest woman alive and all because of one man. My soon to be husband.
The next thing I know, the car stops, and he whispers, “We’re home, Bella.”
I blink as he takes my hand and helps me from the car. As my feet hit the concrete, I stumble on those god-damned heels and, to my surprise, he sweeps me into his arms and I cling to his neck, loving how safe I am in his strong arms. He presses his lips to my hair, and he smells so good. So intoxicating and as he carries me up to bed, I don’t even register the location until he lays me gently on his bed and whispers, “Allow me to assist you.”
He unzips my dress and eases it down gently, and I sigh as his hands flutter against my skin. His low groan makes me open my eyes and smile at him as he openly stares at my body dressed in the scraps of fabric he calls lingerie.
“So beautiful. My Bella.”
He whispers as he dips his head and plants soft kisses on my increasingly heated skin.
It causes me to sigh with pleasure and as he slowly undresses, I stare at his body with a deep desire for more of it.
The bed dips as he joins me and he leans down and kisses my heaving breast, lowering the corset thing so they spill over the top. He sucks on them in turn, and I moan his name, loving how good he makes me feel.
My back arches as he peels down my panties, or what passes for that, and his strong hands force my legs apart so he can bury his face deep between my thighs.
I love the pleasure he brings to my body and gasp as he sucks my clit, causing me to cry out his name and the rush of wet heat tells me he is everything I want.
He wastes no time in moving up my body and pushing his cock against my pussy, demanding entrance which I am only too happy to give willingly. As he slides home, I stare deep into his eyes and my breath hitches at the desire I see reflecting at me.
His hands push against my neck, pinning me to the bed, and I should be very afraid right now because his eyes are as black as the night sky.
As he moves inside me, I savor every minute of it and as he thrusts faster, harder with more power, it makes me cry out. It’s as if a wild animal is tearing me apart as he stretches my body to its limit, his hand closed around my neck, making it difficult to breathe.
