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For half her fucking life, I was the person she called when something went wrong or right. I was who she wanted. And fuck if I didn’t love being that guy.
“One day, you’re going to have to listen to me, princess.” “One day, maybe you’ll say something worth listening to, champ.” She turns and, unlike me, has no problem looking away as she leaves me alone. Not the first time she’s done that either.
“Don’t listen to them, princess. Don’t let them in your head. You, Lilah Belle Ryan, are fucking perfect. You’re beautiful, and you’re kind . . . well, to everyone who isn’t me. So what if you gained a pound or two, Lilah. They look really fucking good on you.” Goosebumps break out over my skin when his voice is suddenly closer, and his breath skirts over my skin. “Your curves are perfect.” His words are slow and heavy and make my knees weaker than they should. Weaker than I’ll ever admit. “Your legs are the kind men fantasize about getting lost between for fucking days.”
“If you were mine, I’d worship every inch of your body every day.” I can feel his hand reach out, like he’s going to touch me, but he doesn’t, and suddenly I’m not sure whether I’m disappointed or relieved. “I’d make damn sure you knew how much I appreciated every . . . incredible . . . curve.”
“Eyes on me, princess.” I slide back out, and her eyes fly wide open and lock on mine as I push back in. “Fucking perfect, Lilah. Your cunt was made for me, baby.”
The word mine is like a war cry chanting in my mind.
Every inch of this woman has always been mine.
“Keep ’em open, princess. Watch me fuck you. See how hot you are when you take my cock and watch how much I want you.”
“You take my cock like such a good girl, princess.”
“Because when I kiss you, Lilah, it’s going to be the beginning of everything, not the end. It’s not going to be goodbye. It’s going to be welcome home, I missed you.”
“When I kiss you, you’re going to be the last girl I kiss for the rest of my life. It was always going to be you. You’re it. You’re going to be my girl. And I’m not ready for that with you leaving. Your life is about to explode, and I can’t wait to watch it all happen for you, but I’m not going to be the asshole who makes you wish you were here instead of doing your thing. The whole world is going to fall in love with you, Lilah, and I’m a greedy asshole who wishes he didn’t have to share you already.”
“No tears, princess. I’m going to need you to remember that I loved you first, and when you’re done, I’m going to love you last. Can you do that for me?”
“And you’ll be mine?” I breathe out, terrified that we’re never going to get this moment back.
“I’ve always been yours.”
“Red Lips & White Lies.” Her long lashes flutter when I stop in front of her. “I guess I was inspired by all the liars in my life.”
“I’ve spent a lifetime loving you, Lilah. It was always going to be us. Even when you hated me, I loved you. Even when I thought I hated you, I loved you more.”
Killian kisses me with all the emotion we’ve both been holding onto for all these years.
Like a man possessed, he kisses me like I’m his oxygen. Like he needs me to breathe. Like I’m the only thing in the world that exists. Us. Here. Now.
“I love you, Killian. I’ve loved you my entire life. Even when I hated you, I loved you.” I take his hands in mine and tug. “Now take me to bed.”
“Crazy about you, princess. Now spread those legs and tell me your mine.”
“God, Killian. I love you.” I press my lips to his. “Only ever loved you.”
“Taking me like such a good girl, Lilah,” he murmurs against my lips.
“Hey, Lilah . . .” He licks into my mouth and thrusts deep inside me. “Welcome home.”
Lost somewhere between lust and love. Chasing my orgasm. Knowing he’ll be here to catch me when I fall.
“Tell me your mine, Lilah. Tell me your pussy . . .” The first thread snaps. “Your body . . .” Snap. “And your fucking soul belong to me, Lilah. You belong to me, and I belong to you. Only you. Fuck, princess . . . My whole life, it’s been you.”
“My whole life, I’ve been yours. In this life. In every lifetime. I’ll only ever be yours.”
My name falling like a sacred benediction from his lips and reverence in his eyes.
You’re the song I don’t want to end. —Lilah’s Secret Thoughts
“Fuck, woman.” He watches me climb into the hot tub, then follows me in. “You’re lucky I love you.”
“She’s fucking nuts,” Maddox mutters, smiling. “Yeah, she is. And she’s gonna be my wife.”
“The three-time world heavyweight champion, Killian St. James.”
My town. My belt. My wife.
Dance in the center of the storm. Let the music soothe your soul and heal your heart. Not a bad lyric. —Lilah’s Secret Thoughts
“You gonna write a song about me, princess?’
“They’ve all been about you, champ.” I pull my t-shirt over my head and stand naked in front of him, loving the way I look in his eyes. “Every single one.”
