Charming Asshole (Killer of Kings 3)

June stared at the white sheets beneath her. She should have told Killian “no”, but the truth was, she didn’t want to fight his lovemaking, or him, anymore. For ten years she had been so alone with no one to talk to. Her own yearning for him had pushed away any potential boyfriends. She’d even used their son as a means to make people leave her be.

Killian stroked his fingers down her back, and she closed her eyes, basking in his attention. After leaving the kitchen, they had come to bed, and she’d given him time and a chance to look at her body. At first she’d wanted to cover up, but now, she wanted him to see every new curve, and even the stretch marks she had from carrying their son.

“This is where you were always meant to be,” he said. “In my bed.”

She looked over her shoulder, and watched as his teeth sank into the flesh of her ass, making her giggle. This was a playful side that she’d not seen before, at least for a long time.

The fact still remained that the threat was out there, and she hadn’t seen her son in over a day. She missed him.

“What happens tomorrow?” she asked.

Killian paused, and she saw her question had taken him by surprise.

“I know you don’t want to talk about this, but it’s important.”

“I know it’s important.” He sighed. “I just wish we had a little more time.”

“We do. We have tonight.” She took his hand, and pressed a kiss to it. “You’ll have me always, but you can’t keep me in the dark. You know I’ve never been good at that. I can’t stay here.”

“I’m going to take you to Bain’s. You’re going to adore Scarlett, and of course you’ll be safe there.”

“Where will you be?”

“I’ve got to handle this hit, June. I know you’re worried about me, but that’s what needs to happen.”

He moved toward the head of the bed, and he tugged on her arm. She submitted to him, and he positioned her over him. His cock was once again rock hard, and stood tall. Her own pussy was wet, and she slid down his length with ease. She closed her eyes, loving the pleasure of him filling her.

“I’m never going to get bored of feeling that.”

“Feeling what?” she asked.

“Your pussy wrapped around my dick. It’s so much better than my hand.”

This made her smile. Pressing her hands to his chest, she rocked her hips, taking him even deeper, and then pulling up only to slam back down, making them both moan.

“I love you deep inside me.”

Killian cupped her hips, holding her in place, and he sat up. “I’ll be fine tomorrow. You don’t have to worry about me at all.”

“What about that man? He didn’t look very nice, Killian.”

“The men at Killer of Kings aren’t paid to be nice, June. They’re paid to get a job done, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do. I’m going to be getting the job done. Like now.” He pulled her down for a kiss, and she gave it to him, cupping his cheek as she did.

She closed her eyes momentarily, enjoying the feel of his cock throbbing inside her. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she felt his much larger, muscular arms hold her. She stared at him, losing herself once again as she had so many times. His blue eyes were a mix of darkness and vulnerability. He was damaged, but so was she. They needed each other.

“I love you,” she said.

“You’ve always been the one for me, babe. Always.” He held her tightly, and she rode his cock, needing him more than anything.

They would deal with whatever else they had to deal with, but for now, she just wanted to be loved by him, to remember all the good, and not the bed.

Everything else could wait until tomorrow.

Killian picked her up, and eased out of her. She couldn’t believe how easily he moved her about the bed, getting her into position for how he wanted her. He had her on her knees, his cock once again inside her, making her moan, making her ache for him.

“You’re all mine, baby.” He kissed her neck, sucking on the flesh hard enough that she knew without a doubt that he would leave his mark. She wanted it.

Pushing back against him, she took his big dick, taking him deep inside her.