Page 105 of Heartless Lord
He squeezed me hard against his chest, forcing out the slivers of air that I’d only just recovered.
But it felt so good to be in his arms again, I didn’t even complain. “You… you saved me?”
He nodded, a tendon clenched tight in his jaw.
“You jumped into the water and rescued me?”
“I already said yes,” he growled.
I blinked, finally taking in the lush jungle surrounding us and my completely bare body. I didn’t even feel naked tucked in the safety of Killian’s massive arms and broad chest. We sat at the edge of the lagoon, the rushing waterfall just behind his head. Once I swung my neck around to peer up at our hotel room balcony, the dark memories surged to the surface.
“The guy!” I squealed, my fight or flight kicking in, my body needing to move. “Some man broke into our room, he had a knife, and he wanted to kill me.”
“I know, it’s okay, Red. You’re safe.” He held me tight against his chest, and I finally gave in and buried my nose in the familiar scent of his wet t-shirt. No expensive cologne today, just Killian, that musky, natural fragrance that exuded from his skin.
“Where is he?” I searched his eyes for an answer I was already certain of.
“He’s dead.”
Not a shred of emotion flickered through that lifeless, icy stare.
I should have been horrified. I should have shoved Killian off me. Instead, I only sank deeper into his embrace.
“You’re always safe with me,” he whispered as he dragged a hand through my hair. “No one hurts what’s mine and lives. And damn it, Red, You. Are.Mine.”
The ice evaporated from his gaze, replaced by something else, something far more terrifying.
But in that moment, hearing those words was all I wanted, all I needed.
Loving a monster had its benefits.
And despite knowing how fucked up that made me, Ididlove Killian. I always had.
Would I ever admit it to him?
Probably not.
But there was something I could do to show him.
Whirling around, I straddled his wet sweatpants and pressed my breasts against his soaked tee. My nipples tightened to sharp peaks at the feel of his damp shirt against my sensitive skin.
I inched closer so our bodies were flush and leaned forward to whisper into his ear. “Fuck me, Killian. Now. Please.”
His entire body stiffened beneath me, every muscle in his carved torso going unnaturally still. “Say it again, Red,” he muttered, the jagged edge to his tone lighting a fire in my core.
“I want you to fuck me, Killian. I want you to erase the last terrible moments from my memory so all I can think about is you, your hands, and that cock inside me.”
He instantly hardened between my legs, his thick erection rubbing me through the heavy cotton of his sweats. “Are yousure? Because, like I said before, once I let the monster free, there will be no chaining him back up again. Do you get that?”
“Just make me forget,” I pleaded.
The corner of his lip curled into a devious grin. “That would be my pleasure.”
Killian’s hand slid around to the back of my neck as his mouth captured mine. He fisted my hair, jerking my head back to expose my throat, and I let out a squeak as his teeth raked across my flesh.
“I could eat you up, Red,” he murmured before moving to my lips again, tongue tangling with mine as he devoured me.
My hips rocked against his erection as invisible flames poured down my back and seared my skin. I wanted this,him, so badly, I’d melt into a puddle of desire if he didn’t bury himself inside me soon.
