Page 121 of Where We Belong


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I nodded. “Yes, Killian. I had Property of the Wolf inked into my skin, so I’d forever be branded as yours.”

His face shuddered as his fingers trembled at my back, making emotion clog my throat.

I turned fully, so I was facing him.

“Even if you think this is a passing phase of mine…Wherever I end up, Killian, I’ll always carry this on my back. I’ve made you a permanent part of my life, whether you want to be a part of it or not.”

His Adam’s apple bobbed. His eyes glittered, and then his voice hitched once more.

“I was a coward…I said ‘ditto’ before, when really what I wanted to say was, I love you.”

He stepped closer, cradling my jaw. “I love you so much it’s painful to breathe because I wonder what will happen to me if you ever leave me. I love your voice, and that night when you sang, and I sat there, watching you like an idiot, all I could think was how beautiful your voice would sound to our children as we rocked them to sleep. I want to hear your voice echoing through our house that we live in together. I love you, Laura Witt. I am in love with you, and I don’t ever want a way out.”

His lips crashed against mine like a wave caught in the torrent of a storm. His kiss branded my lips, a promise of forever as he moved his mouth over mine. I let his hands drift down my body, taking my clothes and depositing them on the floor. I did the same with him, until we were naked in front of one another.

Killian’s kiss landed on my neck as he rasped against my skin.

“Gonna need you to face the wall, hold on to the trim of the doorway.” He guided me toward the bathroom door. I did as he said, facing the wall and gripping the wood border for the door.

My breasts hung free as Killian pulled my hips back.

His mouth landed on my tattoo, his tongue tracing a line as he guided his cock into my pussy from behind.

With one hand covering the tattoo, he thrust his hips forward hard. The jolt sent me into the wall; my breasts mashed against it as my nails dug into the wood frame.

He was ruthless as he slid out of me and then hammered his length back in through my slickness. Just when I thought he was going to move fast, he brought his hand around my hip and pressed the pad of his fingers to my clit, as he continued to slowly fuck me from behind.

His chest was aligned with my back as he moved his hips. My head fell back against his shoulder as he continued to rub circles into my clit while guiding his cock into my pussy. Over and over, he hit somewhere deep inside me until I was moaning for more.

That had his pace increasing as he pulled my ass against him, his hips thrusting forward.

“That’s it, Daisy. Come for me.” He rasped against my shoulder as his hips frantically drove into me, making my hand nearly slip from the wood in front of me.

I couldn’t think. I couldn’t breathe. He was everywhere as he brought the fingers he’d buried in my cunt up to my mouth.

“Suck them clean, beautiful.”

I lapped at his fingers. My chest was still smashed against the wall, and my breathing was ragged as my orgasm built. With a harsh squeeze of my ass, I fell apart.

His name was on my tongue as I screamed; he was shouting too as he emptied himself into me.

I sagged against the wall, but he pulled me back into his arms.

A gentle kiss landed on my neck and then the side of my head.

“Let’s go to bed, Daisy. I got shit sleep last night.”

I nodded, still too numb to speak. He carried me to bed, and when I curled under his arm, I shut my eyes, and I didn’t think.

I didn’t remember.

I just felt, and I loved.

More importantly, I allowed myself to be loved.

TWENTY-NINE

KILLIAN

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