Eva went silent. She bowed her head, staring at the engagement and wedding ring on her fingers.
Liam wished he knew what was going on in her head.
*
Rosa was standing under the portico when Liam pulled the SUV into the driveway. Hades barked with excitement at the sight of his master. Rosa looked relieved when she saw Eva. The housekeeper muttered to herself while patting her chest.
They went inside. Eva took a shower and changed her clothes. Rosa served her dinner when she got out of the bathroom. Salisbury steak with pasta and crunchy salad. Eva ate ravenously. Having cheated death for the second time made her hungry.
Her gaze lingered on her rings while she ate. He said he loved her and she was his bonded. Giddiness rushed to her head. It was hard to believe a man like Liam would desire somebody like her. He saved her and she was indebted to him. It wasn’t hard to love a man like him. She was already falling for Liam.
After Rosa took the tray away, Liam came knocking on the door.
“Hey, how do you feel, love?” he asked.
Eva could feel herself blushing furiously. “I’m fine.”
“You’ve been struck in the head. I need to see your wound.”
She grinned. Liam sat next to her on the bed and checked the back of her head. The area where Harrison had struck was a little tender, but it wasn’t bleeding anymore.
“Does it hurt?” Liam inquired gently.
Eva shook her head.
“You sure? I will have Doctor Hall examine you tomorrow. He couldn’t make it today.” He took her hands and squeezed them. “Look at you.” Liam regarded her with great worry. “You have been through a lot over the past few days. I don’t think I could forgive myself if something bad happened to you.”
“Do you really mean it? What you said in the car?”
“Of course.”
Eva looked at her rings. “These are beautiful.”
“We can make it legal when you’re up to it.”
“Married?”
“In the city hall. We need to get you a new identity. My lawyer will take care of that. Then we could have a backyard wedding. Private party, small guest list. Friends and family.”
“I would love that.” She lunged at him and hugged him tightly. Damn, he smelled so damn good. His soap. Fresh and clean. Liam wrapped his arms around her and lowered his head, finding her lips. He kissed her. Eva swooned.
Heat surged through her veins. Oh, how she wanted him. She wanted to replay their experience when they shared a bed. Perhaps more. She was better now and Liam wouldn’t have a reason to say no.
Liam broke the kiss. His breath was labored. His eyes blazed. “Eva…”
“Yes.”
“You sure you’re okay? You’ve been through a lot today.”
“I want you, Liam.”
He growled like a starving beast. “You have no idea how much I want you.”
“Really?”
“Hmm.” Liam undressed her. Her nightgown first, and then her brassiere and her panties.
Eva shivered when he touched her. His hands swept over her naked skin with such tenderness, as if she was made from fragile porcelain and he was afraid to break her.
“You so beautiful, Eva,” he whispered. He kissed her again until she wanted to faint from the lack of air. He tightened his hands on her breasts and kneaded them. Eva loved the sensation. She loved the way he touched her. An experienced lover. Touches that made her burn from the inside out. Especially when he plucked her nipples and rolled them between his thumb and forefingers. Her bones felt as if they had melted into wax. The pleasure shot from her nipples straight to her pussy, making her hotter and wetter.
Liam trailed kisses from her shoulder to her chest. He took one nipple into his mouth. She quivered. Her body tensed. It was unbelievable. Liam sucked her while the tip of his tongue circle the hard bud. She fidgeted. No man had ever made her feel like this before. Not even her past lovers. Liam’s touch was magical.
He released her nipple and took her unmolested one. Her spine kinked as she arched her back in pleasure. Liam groped her thighs and her pussy. He made a purring noise when he found her very wet. He rubbed her pussy lips with his slick fingers.
Eva squirmed. “I want to see you.”
Liam withdrew his hand and disrobed. First, his white cotton shirt. And then his khaki pants. His undershirt and his boxers. Eva gawked at his perfect figure and his big cock. Her mouth watered all of a sudden. She couldn’t help herself and groped him, squeezing his granite-hard erection. He sighed happily and grunted, “Say hello to him.”
Eva giggled She licked the tip of his cock. It pulsed, loving the way she said hello. She wrapped her fingers on his base. He was so thick and long and scrumptious. She enveloped his cockhead with her mouth and started sucking. He tasted even better than what she had imagined. His pre-cum was creamy with salty goodness. She licked his shaft and explored his crown. He murmured an urge to take him deeper, which she did gladly. Liam hissed through clenched teeth. He fisted her hair as she fucked him with her mouth.
“Oh fuck,” he gasped. Then, he laughed. “I’m going to come if you keep doing that.”
“So?” Her voice was muffled by his cock.
Liam got it despite the muffle. “I don’t want to come yet. Not before I’ve had the chance to taste you.” He stopped her and pulled his cock from her mouth.
She protested.
“My turn,” Liam reminded her. He pushed her lying on her back and straddled her.
She moaned. It felt like heaven having him so close and intimate like this. She could feel heat emanating from his every pore. And her arousal was even deeper, nearly driving her insane. She was ready for him. For anything.
Liam kissed her. This time was gentle and feather-light. But the effect he had on her was the same nevertheless. She needed him inside of her. Her pussy fluttered in anticipation. Liam trailed more kisses to her belly. Her heartbeat raced, knowing what was to come.
“Liam…”
“Shh.” He parted her curls and licked the hood of her clitoris.
Eva bit her lip, body tensing. He licked her vulva and teased her opening with delicious twirls. Good Lord. She felt as if she had died and gone to heaven. She shuddered in ecstasy.
Liam praised how good she was. He captured her clit with his fingers and rolled it gently. His tongue speared into her entrance, licking her deeper and deeper. The pleasure was maddening. She couldn’t hold it any longer and came hard. She lost her mind as a wave of pure ecstasy washed over her.
He positioned himself while she was wading through the thick pleasure. His cockhead nudged her entrance. Her pussy clenched.
“Yes,” she whispered.
He grunted. He thrust in, spearing her open with his thick cock. Eva halted her breath. The sensation was truly exquisite. The way he plowed down to her cervix, his hot cock, brimstone encased in velvet. The way he stretched her beyond impossible. She loved it. She was astounded at the way he made her feel.
“So good, love,” he croaked. Liam pulled slowly and thrust back in as if he wanted to relive the initial penetration.
Eva could feel the way his shaft ground the inner walls of her vagina. The texture of his cock. And his addicting heat that seared every fiber of her being. She marveled at the sensation of their bodies becoming one.
Liam picked up his pace. He quickened, fucking her faster. Her heart drummed wild. The ecstasy intensified with every thrust. He pounded and slammed until she could only feel fire. Her second orgasm was just around the corner. The pleasure gathered, and this time, even greater than before. “Please, more,” she sobbed, “harder. I almost…”
He hammered her with hard, primal fucks. She couldn’t hold it any longer. She came. Fireworks exploded before her eyes. Her ears rang. Breath cut off from her lungs. She gasped. Panted. Her body quaked as a powerful tide of climax washed over her.
Liam fucked her once, twice and thrice more before he surrendered. She coul
d feel his cock spasm in her depths, ejaculating. Her pussy clenched in return, milking him to his last drop.
They panted together until the last tide of ecstasy ebbed away. Liam rolled off her. He grabbed her hand and kissed it. Eva snuggled closer. “That was amazing.”
Liam laughed. “It’s been a while.”
“Me too. Are you always this amazing?”
“I don’t know. We could try again.”
“I’d love seconds. And thirds. And fourths…”
“God, you’re a sex maniac.”
“Don’t blame me, you made me like this.”
Liam caught her smiling. “What?”
“Penny for your thoughts?”
“I’m going to marry a dragon. How cool is that?”
The End
About the Author
Lizzie Lynn Lee was a guitarist, receptionist, executive assistant, tarot reader, boutique owner and graphic artist before she discovered writing is her dream job. The advantage is she can do it in her pajamas and socks. She’s an incurable chatterbox, heavy metal aficionado, book worm, digital enthusiast and a night owl since most of her stories were done in the wee hours of the morning because of her caffeine-induced insomnia. These days she still plays her guitar whenever she gets bored, staring at her computer’s screen or plotting the most elaborate scheme of world domination. Fortunately, she has a chronically short attention span.
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