“Really?” I muttered, watching her hand. “So that’s the only place you see, huh?”
She grinned up at me. “Of course. It’s my favorite place.”
Fuck. My cock twitched in her hand. I let her explore my body, let her trace her fingers over every scar, every muscle, every inch like she was memorizing me all over again. She pinched one of my nipples, and I groaned low in my throat. She loved teasing me. She knew exactly what to do to get a reaction out of me. I couldn’t stop watching her in awe. My girl.
I reached for the soap too, poured some into my hand, and started lathering her up. My hands went straight for her breasts. I loved her breasts, plump, soft, perfect. I massaged them gently, watching her eyes flutter closed as she moaned softly.
Then she grabbed my cock again, this time with more urgency, and rubbed it until it was so hard it almost hurt. I hissed through my teeth. “Fuck.”
I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed her, lifted her out of the tub like she weighed nothing, and turned on theshower. Water poured down over us, hot and fast, washing off the lather as I slammed her back against the tiled wall.
Her legs wrapped around my waist, and in one hard thrust, I buried myself deep inside her.
She let out a loud moan, throwing her head back as her nails dug into my shoulders. “Killian… fuck… yes…”
I didn’t give her time to adjust. I fucked her hard, fast, brutal. Every thrust was deep, every slap of skin loud, echoing off the walls like we were the only two people left in the world.
Her moans got louder, higher, more desperate, her back arching, her body trembling around me. “More… more… please… faster, baby… harder!”
I growled, slamming into her harder, losing control, drowning in her. My mouth found her nipples and I bit down making her yelp and cry out. Her body clenched around me, and I felt her cum hard, screaming my name, legs shaking.
But I wasn’t done.
I turned her around, pressing her front to the wall, grabbed her hips, and slammed into her from behind. One hand wrapped around her to grab her breast, while the other tangled in her hair and yanked her head back.
She gasped, her moans turning into raw, broken cries. “Killian! Oh my God! Baby… don’t stop!”
“You like it when I fuck you like this? Huh?”
“Yes… yes… I love it… please, don’t stop!”
I fucked her even harder, slamming into her so deep her whole body jolted with every thrust. Her hands were pressed against the wall, her voice hoarse from screaming, her legs shaking so much I had to hold her up.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” I growled, my body almost at the edge. “I’m gonna fucking cum inside you.”
“Yes… do it… fill me up, baby, I want it… I want everything… fuck!”
She came again, body shaking like she was losing control, and that was it for me. I buried myself as deep as I could go and let go, groaning loud as I spilled inside her.
She went limp in my arms, her body completely spent, clinging to me like she couldn’t move. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close, our hearts beating fast against each other.
We stood there under the shower, letting the water rinse us clean, and I kissed her forehead, holding her like I never wanted to let go.
“I love you,” she whispered again, voice low and sleepy.
I smiled, brushing her hair back. “I know, baby. I love you more.
KILLIAN’S POV
After washing off the last of the soap from her skin, I turned off the shower and reached for the nearest towel. She was limp in my arms, eyes fluttering, lips swollen from too much kissing and moaning, her body trembling with exhaustion. I dried her off gently, slow and careful, like she was made of glass. Every inch of her skin deserved tenderness after the way I’d taken her, the way she’d given herself to me completely.
I wrapped her body in a warm towel, scooped her up again, and carried her straight to the bed. She didn’t say a word. Just laid her head on my chest, letting me handle her. I grabbed another towel and wrapped it around my own waist, then pulled the covers over both of us.
I was about to close my eyes, to just hold her and drift off with the scent of her still lingering on my skin, when she called me softly.
“Killian…”
“Mm?” I hummed, brushing a hand lazily through her damp hair.
She pressed her palm against my chest and lifted her head a little. “What do you think about having another baby?”
My eyes opened immediately, my whole body freezing for a second.
“Since my dad’s finally approved of us… I think it’s time I stop using my birth control pills. I mean, maybe we could… you know, maybe we could have another baby.”
She was smiling so innocently, her voice hopeful and sweet. I should’ve smiled back. I should’ve kissed her and said yes. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t even breathe for a moment.
She noticed. She noticed the way my body went still, the way my heart started pounding like a damn drum in my chest.
“Baby?” she called again, confused now, her hand lifting slightly from my chest. “Is there… is there a problem?”
I didn’t answer. What was I supposed to say? That I couldn’t give her what she wanted? That she was planning a future I couldn’t give her?
Her voice was quieter now. “Killian… I didn’t mean to upset you. If you don’t want another baby, it’s okay. I swear
I’m not forcing anything. I can keep taking the pills or maybe get an implant-“
“No,” I cut in gently, finally finding my voice. “You don’t have to take the pills anymore. You don’t need to implant anything either.”
Her eyes lit up, and that was what hurt the most.
“Oh my God,” she whispered with a soft giggle. “Are you saying I can stop everything? That we can actually try to have a baby again?”
She looked so happy. So damn happy. She pressed her lips to my chest, her fingers lazily drawing circles near my stomach. “I’ve really missed being pregnant, you know? Not the backaches and the cravings, obviously, but the idea of carrying life again… your baby. I feel like I’m ready now, especially with you here, with you really here this time. I think I’m ovulating too, so-“”Liana.”
“Mm?” she said, her fingers still moving slowly over my skin.
I took her hand and kissed it, trying to buy myself a few more seconds.
“There’s something you need to know.”
She paused. “What is it?”
She sat up slowly, covering her chest with the blanket, her brows furrowed. I sat up too, the towel still wrapped around my waist, and took a deep breath.
“Do you really want another baby?”
“Of course I do,” she said without hesitation.
I closed my eyes. “What if I can’t give you one?”
Her smile vanished.
She blinked. “Why not? I thought you just said… I mean, you said I didn’t need pills anymore. Are you… is this about my dad? Or-“
“Liana,” I whispered, tightening my grip on her hand.
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