Page 112 of Shattered Oaths

She smiles down at me, her straight white teeth on full display as she shakes her head. “I love you,Noah Calloway.So fucking much.”

“Fuck.”I clutch my chest.

Bella giggles. “You’re so dramatic.”

“Not dramatic, baby. Just a tormented man who thought he’d never hear those words.” I furrow my brow as another thought hits me. “Does this mean you forgive me?”

Bella bites her bottom lip and I track the movement, my dick hardening once more. “Yes.”

“Oh, thank God,” I sigh in relief. “I was worried I was going to have to lock you in here and torture you with kisses until you gave in.”

She rolls her eyes. “See? Dramatic.”

I sober my mood, becoming serious for a moment. “I swear to you, I’ll never hurt you again.”

“Good.” She deadpans. “’Cause next time, I’ll cut your dick off and feed it to Chance.”

The mental image makes me cringe and I grip her hips, thrusting into her. “Really not what I need to hear when my dick is hard, baby.”

Her eyes widen, a surprised gasp escaping her and I smile at her devilishly before flipping her over so quick she doesn’t see it coming.

Taking her hands in mine, I interlock our fingers and hold them on either side of her head as I move in and out of her slowly.

It’s the same position we were in the first time I made love to her, and the emotions thrumming through the both of us are just as intense as they were that day.

She whimpers below me, her legs lifting to wrap around my waist as I fuck her slowly. Her pussy flutters around me and my still sensitive tip tingles at the sensation.

I came less than ten minutes ago, and I already know this isn’t going to last long.

I release one of her hands and capture her thigh, hiking it higher as I draw out of her, my head dropping to watch as I pull all the way out before sliding back in.

Bella moans, the sound like music to my ears and I do it again. “Noah, I’m already close.”

I blink up at her, my heart squeezing at the raw emotion shining in her eyes and I nod. “Me too, baby.”

Her hand comes to the back of my neck and she lowers my head, bringing my mouth to hers as she kisses me so fucking soft it breaks me and puts me back together again.

I keep my slow pace, circling my hips as I thrust in and out of the woman I love and she takes it all, our breaths mixing in the air between us as we come unravelled together.

And this time, when she tightens around me does tumbling over the edge, taking me with her, Bella whispers my three favourite words.

“I love you, Noah.”

***

With Bella’s hand clutched tightly in mine, I lead us out of the front door and down the front steps of house she and Killian grew up in.

Killian and Daisy are right behind us, the pair also holding hands as the team of cleaners they hired carry boxes and bags of trash out of the house and load it all into the back of a lorry.

Bella sighs, a tear rolling down her face as she releases my hand and turns to stare up at the house from the driveway. “I can’t believe that’s it.” Her lip trembles slightly. “Her entire life packed away into a handful of garbage bags and loaded into the back of a small lorry.”

I step into her from behind, my arms circling her as I pull her back against me. Killian and Daisy come to stand next to us. “I’ve always hated this house,” Killian says thoughtfully. “I never thought I’d be sad to see it go.”

“Hopefully the person that buys it will finally fix it up to how it used to be,” Bella says to her brother.

“Maybe they’ll knock the entire place down and rebuild,” Killian replies, looking over at his little sister.

Daisy and I stay silent, letting the siblings grieve their childhood home however they need to.