登入KIELANI didn't wait to be told twice. You could say I was addicted to her taste. I'd been between her thighs a hundred times before she carried my child, but now, she tasted different. It could be because she was fuller now. Her scent had deepened into something I couldn't name, something that made my mouth water before I even touched her.I helped her out of the cotton maternity undies she was wearing. Despite making it sound like she didn't want to do it, she was already wet; so fucking wet. I spread her open with my thumbs and stared at the pink folds before I lowered my mouth to my feast and dragged my tongue up through her slick folds in one long, slow taste.She gasped. That first taste, fuck. It was Sweet and salty and her. Her hips bucked, and I pressed her back down.“Fuck,” she breathed. I took my time. I dragged my tongue from her entrance to her clit, feeling every ridge and every flutter of her muscles. She was clenching desperately for contact, and I gave it to her.
LYLAHThe days that followed were the best. Kielan kept me on the bed most of the time, and I made sure I fed him. I had Jack employ a cook just so he wouldn't have to make his meals himself. I needed him fed enough so he would return to how he was before chemo. So far, there had been improvements. I hadn't seen his ribs for days now. Compared to how slim he looked when he returned from the hospital, he was getting healthier by the day.“What are you thinking of?” he asked the moment he stepped into the room.I was sitting on the bed, staring out the window while thinking of him.I grinned. “You.”“Of course, I already know that.” Smirking, he closed the distance between us, got on the bed and placed his head on my thighs. He placed his hands on his chest and closed his eyes.I rubbed the hair on his head. It was growing, even though it wasn't at a faster pace. In a month or two, it would be full enough for me to tug on them without—Wait a damned minute. In two months, I won't be thi
“Faster,” she breathed. “Please, Kielan, faster.”I gave it to her faster. “I'm close,” she gasped. “Don't stop, don't please — “I didn't. I kept moving and thrusting with my eyes fixed on hers, and when she came, it was like watching something break open, something beautiful and raw and utterly hers. Her body arched, her cry filled the room, and her pussy clenched around my dick. The wave of the pull dragged me under, and I came with her, my release buried deep inside her, my mouth finding hers, my arms wrapping around her and holding her as I'd never let go.We stayed like that for a long moment. Breathing, shaking, and holding each other. Her fingers traced patterns on my back, and I pressed my face into her neck, smelling her.After a while, she shifted. “You're heavy,” she said, but she was smiling. She tightened her arms around me and didn't let go for some seconds.I pulled out slowly and rolled to the side, gathering her against me with her back to my chest, and my hand on h
We both had a bath after resting. We didn't talk, but we kept touching each other as if we couldn't get enough of one another. Lylah was more touchy than she had ever been. When we got back to the bed, I thought she would let me rest, but she raised a brow. “Don't tell me you're done?”I frowned at the question. “Why?”She glared. “Who was the man who promised not to let me out of the bed until he's finished with me?”I smiled. “What did I just train?”“A sex-crazed monster.” She grinned. “Besides, I've been lonely since you were admitted. Don't you think you should reward me for being the best lover any man could ever ask for?” She lifted a brow. “So, you're not sore?”She shook his head. I smirked at that. “Don't complain tomorrow.”She made a face. “That's if you know how to work your dick.” She looked down at my body. “It's hard already. Just use it well, and I'll be happy.”“Who am I to refuse my beautiful lover?”“It better be worth it.” “Don't dare me.” She grinned. “What
I broke the kiss and moved down. Her breasts were fuller now. I took one in my mouth, and she gasped, her back bowing off the bed, her hands tightening in my hair. I traced circles around her nipple with my tongue until she was shaking and making those sounds I'd been dreaming about for months.“Kielan —"I didn't stop. I moved to the other breast and gave it the same attention until she was a mess beneath me, her breath coming in ragged gasps, and her hips rocking against my body. I took my time, pressing my lips to every inch of skin. She sighed beneath me, her hands threading through my hair, her hips shifting, waiting.When I reached her belly, I stopped and pressed my mouth to the taut curve. “Hey, little one,” I whispered. “Your dad's home.”Lylah let out a sound, and she reached towards me and tangled her fingers in my hair. I looked up, and she smiled. “I love you,” she said.“I love you more, baby.” I kissed her belly again, then moved lower. Her thighs were soft and warm,
KIELANI hit the bell. Seven months in the hospital and I finally did it. The corridor went silent for a half-second, then the nurses burst into applause. Someone whistled. Dr Lovely was grinning. It was the first time I had seen her smile. The woman who has always been a pain in my arse was now clapping like I'd scored the winning goal.“You're a pain in my arse, Kielan,” she said, pulling me into a hug. “But you're my pain in the arse. Don't come back.”I laughed, but it sounded forced. My eyes kept drifting to the double doors. Every time they slid open, my heart lurched, thinking she was the one. But each time it was either a porter, a florist, or someone else's family.Lylah hadn't shown up since she left yesterday. She was supposed to be with me as I got discharged. Where was she when I needed her?The ward sister handed me my discharge papers in a folder with balloons on it. I didn't even pay any attention to it. I kept checking my phone, disappointed when I didn't get any mess
For the next few days, we only saw each other in the morning when he drove me to the office, and at night when he brought me back. He always went away after bringing me home. When I tried to know where he always disappeared to, he would brush it off and ask me not to worry. As if I were worried ab
LYLAHSurprised, I watched him leave my office. John, who had been on edge since he stepped into the room, finally relaxed. He looked at me, gulped and offered a lopsided smile. “I… I'm sorry. I was just… I was nervous and —”“Do you know him?” I gestured to the door. “Kielan.”He swallowed, eyes
LYLAH Why was I pissed at him? I was the one who gave him my body. He didn't force me. He even tried to stop me, but I was stubborn. I'd let my jealousy take over my rational part. He tried making breakfast for me, and I was still pissed. Why? I didn't even have a response to that. All I knew was
KIELANFor the first time in a long while, I woke up happy. Last night was my best night, by a shot, even though she tried to spoil it by reminding me this was only on limited time. I still had to win her over, to make her realize I was the only one for her, the best choice. I turned to look at he







