I worked up a steady rhythm, keeping it relatively consistent so that the pleasure would be build up deep in her core.
She tasted so good, like no one else I had ever been with. She tasted even better than the last time I had eaten her out, which was saying something. Maybe I was just drunk on love, who was to say? But her juices were as sweet as fine wine.
“That’s it baby,” I said, slowly inserting one, and then two fingers into her while I continued to work her clit.
I gently pressed into her g-spot, which was enough to make her gasp and cry out in a way that didn’t sound quite human. Those were my favorite sorts of sounds, the ones that were obviously not under her control. It was how I knew that I was doing my job.
It wasn’t much longer before she came, with my careful ministrations to her most sensitive areas. I licked up her juices as the orgasm rocked through her, whispering encouragements to her.
When she was finished, I rose, giving her a wicked grin. “My my, you taste amazing, and are just as loud as I can remember.”
“You’re even better,” she said, sitting up to kiss me and taste herself on my lips.
“Glad to know I’ve improved,” I said, lowering myself down to lay next her. I pulled her into my chest so that I was spooning her, her head right below my chin and our legs intertwined. “All I ever want to do is make you happy.”
She sighed. “And you do, really. I don’t think anyone else has ever made me this happy before.”
“Then I hope I can keep making you this happy, for the rest of your life.”
There was a pause, filled with silence as the two of us just enjoyed each other’s company.
Then I spoke.
“Move in with me,” I said. “I’ll buy us a pretty house somewhere far from here, or close if you’d like.”
“You want me to move in?”
“Of course I want you to move in. You and the little baby growing in your tummy right now.”
“Mmm, and what will we do once I move in?”
“We’ll have breakfast in bed every day, and I’ll eat you out whenever you want me to. We’ll invite our friends over when we want to, but mostly it’ll just be me and you, happy.”
She hummed in contentment, snuggling further into my arms.
“That sounds like a dream.”
“Well we can make it a reality. And we’ll get a puppy, if you want. Something that will grow to love and protect our family. Or maybe some kittens, or both. I’ll get you whatever you want, even if it’s a crocodile, or a tiger. I’ve hear foxes are in too.”
She giggled, her nose scrunching up into my favorite of her expressions. “I think we can stick to the basics. I have no idea what it’s like to have foxes for a pet, much less an alligator.”
“Then it’s settled. I’ll get you a cute puppy, and I’ll train him to protect you. We’ll go on long walks, and I’ll kiss you in our beautiful garden.”
“What kind of garden will we have?”
“Something with roses, or maybe wildflowers. I don’t know much about flowers baby, so it’s whatever you want.”
“Let’s leave it to a gardener then. As long as it’s pretty, and someplace the baby can play.” Her hand drifted down to cup her stomach. “Do you really think I’ll make a good mom?”
“Of course. I think you’ll be the most wonderful mother. And I’ll be the best father I can. We’re going to spoil our little rascal, though not too much of course. We could go to the zoo, or the aquarium, and definitely lots of museums. And then I’ll sneak in a kiss when they’re not looking because I am oh so in love with you, and that is never going to change.”
“Do you promise?”
“Of course. I promise. And that’s one I intend to keep.”
“Good,” she said, her eyes drifting closed. “I can rest easy now, knowing that I will have the most amazing man beside me to help raise my child.”
“Of course baby. I’m here for whatever you need.”
“Right now I just want to be near you, and for you to be there when I wake up.”
“Then that’s what I’ll do.”
* * *
I was nervous, but I knew I had every right to be. Samuel Kline was a formidable man, and though he might have left his hitman days behind him, he could still kill me if the feeling arose.
After Aurora came over, I wanted to tell him immediately. In my mind, there was no time to waste. It was important to me that we got things settled as quickly as possible so that I could take care of Aurora as best I could.
Once she woke up, and I told her what my plan was, I called Samuel, and asked him to come to the mansion. I offered to send someone over to pick him up, but he declined.
When he arrived, he was every bit the imposing man I knew him to be. He stood in front of me, his arms crossed across his chest.
“What’s this about something important you have to tell me?” he asked, and that question was almost enough to make me want to back out immediately.
“I think you should come sit down for this,” I said. It was me who needed to sit down. This was going to be a lot, I could already tell.
He let me guide him to a living room, but the moment he sat down he was back to questioning me again.
“Malcolm, you better tell me why I’m here right this instant.”
I stared at the ground, unable to meet his eyes. “Samuel, you should know, you’re going to be a grandfather.”
“Please tell me you’re joking,” was his immediate reply.
I looked up at him, meeting his gaze in a way that I hoped showed how sincere I really was. “No, I’m not. I’m about to be a father, and I’m absolutely terrified.”
He scoffed. “At least you’re being honest about it. That doesn’t mean I approve though.”
“I know.”
“And so? Where’s your big speech to win me over? Where are your fancy words?”
“I know those won’t work, and they won’t show you that I’ve changed. If anything, they’ll show that I haven’t changed one bit. I know it will take time to win you over, but I’m willing to put in that work and show you the man I am. I want my child to grow up happy, with a loving family around them.”
“That’s an admirable thing to say, you sure you’re going to be able to live up to it?” Samuel gave me a hard stare, but I didn’t shrink away.
“Oh, most definitely.”
“Then I look forward to it.”
Chapter Thirty-Six
Aurora
Malcolm didn’t wait long to move the two of us into a beachfront house in one of the private, rich neighborhoods near San Diego. It was a large property, with its own stretch of private beach that boasted a cute little cabana and plenty of spots to relax.
He was leaving the dirtiest part of the work he had been doing to the Four, in an effort to keep both me, and our new baby safe, but he continued to work in charity and expanded his organization.
He was also focusing on managing his family’s oil money, which he hoped would mean more to invest in his other initiatives.
It was six months after we moved that baby Charlotte was finally born. She was beautiful, like a perfect little princess.
Her skin was a mix of my darker, mixed complexion, and Malcolm’s lighter one, and her eyes were bright blue. Her hair was wispy and dark, but I had no doubt that it would grow into the same natural curls that I had.
She was a good-natured little baby, though crabby sometimes, and she was very smart. I was finding motherhood a lot less daunting than I had expected it to be, which was mostly thanks to Malcolm’s support, as well as the help of a hired caretaker.
I quit work for the time to become a full-time mother, so the caretaker’s job only extended as far as making sure that both I and Charlotte were healthy, and that I knew what I was doing. I had help when I needed it.
That was what I wanted, after all, to grow a truly meaningful relationship with my child. I didn’t want to miss one moment of her development.<
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It was around the time that she was born that my dad finally came around. He had refused to talk much to Malcolm, still upset over how everything had happened, but when he saw Charlotte, and how Malcolm interacted with her, he realized that he truly wanted to be a part of our lives.
After all, the whole reason Malcolm moved us to San Diego was so that my father could be near to me and his granddaughter.
He started coming over more, spending weekends at the house playing with Charlotte and checking up on me. And then, Malcolm won him over.
Soon they were drinking and joking and playing cards together as if they had always been friends. Since Noah couldn’t always be there to train, Malcolm and my father took up sparring together, which resulted in a friendly rivalry between the two of them.
Meanwhile, Hailey and Leroi were developing a romance of their own.
I had been worried at first that Hailey would get her heart broken, but after a couple of dates, Leroi told Malcolm that he realized how amazing she was and that he didn’t want to lose her.
Malcolm gave him some tips and pointed out habits that would not go over well in a monogamous relationship (aka flirting with every attractive woman in sight) and the rest was history.
They were now comfortably committed to each other and often came over to hang out.
I was sad that I lived several hours away from Hailey, but Malcolm made sure that I had people who could drive me to see her if I wanted, and she was provided transportation as well, so it never became a big issue. She spent her off days with me, playing with Charlotte and gossiping about people we knew. On other days, we tended to just call, especially when she was studying.
Today was one of those days when everyone was over.
We invited Malcolm’s friends, Hailey, and my father over for a day at the beach with drinks and a movie in our home theater afterward.
My dad was looking after Charlotte for me at the moment, the caretaker hovered behind him in case he needed anything. He kept trying to wave her off, insisting that he had practically raised me by himself, but she wouldn’t listen. She was overprotective in a way that made me feel safe when I had to leave Charlotte in her care.
Malcolm and I were taking the time to be alone on the beach— a thing that, despite all odds, seemed to happen rarely at best.
His arm was around my shoulders and I was leaning into his side as we looked out at the ocean. Hailey and Leroi were splashing water at each other like children, and the rest of the Four were joining in on the fun. Misha’s new girlfriend was perched on his shoulders.
She was curvy and petite, which made them an especially cute couple considering the height difference. She was also soft-spoken, but the two of them became so excited when they were around each other, it warmed my heart to see.
“What are you thinking about, baby?” Malcolm asked, looking down at me. “It looks like something’s on your mind.”
I sighed. “I’m just happy. Everything feels so perfect right now.”
He squeezed me closer to him. “I’m glad it does. But even if it doesn’t in the future, we’ll get through it.”
“I know. I trust you.” In recent months, my trust in him had grown considerably. He took every instance to show me that he was doing his best to be there for me and that he didn’t plan on letting me go.
He followed through on all of his promises immediately, and he was working with a therapist to get through some of his struggles. He wanted to make sure that Charlotte wasn’t affected by the things that happened to him in his past.
He also checked in on me every day and made sure that all of my needs were met. He was opening up to me, too, and so I felt comfortable opening up to him.
I knew that things would just continue to get better from here. We had a system going, and it worked.
“I’m so lucky to have you, did you know that?” he asked.
I giggled. “Of course you are. But not as lucky as I am to have you.”
“Aurora, will you go on a walk with me, there’s something I want to show you.”
“Of course,” I said, a little confused. We had explored the property extensively together, so I didn’t know what there might be that he wanted to show me. And it was getting late too, the sun was dipping below the horizon and soon we were supposed to head back to the house to start dinner.
He grabbed my hand, squeezing gently, and led me towards the bluffs that marked one end of our stretch of private beach.
They were a great place for picnics, and being higher up they offered a wonderful view of the sky. We had had champagne up there before and gazed at the stars. Another time we had made crepes and crept out incredibly early to watch the sunrise.
So it wasn’t odd to think that perhaps he just wanted to watch the sunset with me, a moment of calm before the chaos that was soon to follow. I loved our friends dearly, but together we created quite a loud group.
Motherhood made me exhausted, and however much I didn’t want to, sometimes I just had to go to bed early. It was strange, that I couldn’t keep up as much anymore, but the caretaker assured me that it was just me building up my strength post-pregnancy, and I should be back to normal soon.
We climbed up the bluffs, Malcolm helping me and catching me if I lost my footing. He pulled me up the final stretch, and I landed against his chest.
He was warm and comforting to be around. His smell was so familiar to me by now—salt breezes, old wood, and expensive cologne. His heart was beating fast, like it did after he had just worked out, but there was nothing particularly strenuous about climbing up the bluffs, so I was a bit confused. Maybe it was just my imagination.
We looked out at the sea together, his arm around my shoulders.
“It’s a beautiful view,” I said. “Is this what you wanted to show me?”
“Actually…” He breathed in deep, turning to face me. “There was something else.”
“What is it?” I looked up at him, searching his bright blue eyes for a hint of what might be going on. I was learning how to read them better, but there was nothing easy about the storm cloud of emotions that was his gaze at the current moment.
“Aurora, I think I started to fall for you from the moment I set eyes on you.”
No… it couldn’t be. My heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest.
“Then I met you, and you were everything I could have hoped for. You were bright, and smart, and feisty.” He laughed. “And you had the biggest heart of anyone I’ve ever met. So big, that it made me start to open my own.
“You’ve only been with me now for a short time in the grand scheme of things, but you know me better than anyone else ever has than anyone else ever will. I want you more than I’ve wanted absolutely anything in my life. And though I tend to be a selfish person, I’m not lying when I say that I would give up anything just to make you smile
“You light up my mornings and guide me through my nights. Aurora, you are my lighthouse. You are the mother of my beautiful child. You are the most amazing woman I’ve ever met. You are the daughter of a man who tried to kill me.” We both laughed a little at that, though I could feel my breath stopping in my throat, my heart pausing for the moment I knew was coming. “And I couldn’t imagine anyone else that I would want to spend the rest of my life with.”
At this, he kneeled in front of me and pulled a box from his jacket pocket.
The box was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen— gold and made in the French rococo style. It had little carved angels and flowers across it.
Then he opened it, and I genuinely gasped.
It was like he had read my mind.
Inside was the most beautiful engagement ring that I had ever seen, resting on a bed of white silk. The band was platinum and studded with very tiny white diamonds, which the center one was large and square cut. It shone in the setting sun with such brilliance, that I didn’t even want to imagine how much it had cost. I just knew that it must have been expensive.
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br /> “Aurora, will you do me the incredible honor of marrying me?” he asked.
I felt like I was going to cry. This was everything that I had ever dreamed, and more. The words weren’t coming to my mouth, I was so overwhelmed with joy.
Finally, I managed to get them out. “Of course, yes, a thousand times yes. There’s no way I could say not to you.”
His face lit up in the orange light of the setting sun. With nimble fingers, he took my left hand and slid the ring onto my ring finger.
It was a comforting weight to have. Another promise that I knew he would follow through on.
He stood, pulling me into an embrace and kissing me gently on the lips.
“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with such a beautiful and amazing woman,” he said. “You truly are more than I could have ever dreamed of.”
“So are you,” I said, returning his kisses with increased passion. “So are you.”
Epilogue
Aurora
I took a deep breath in, trying to remind myself that despite how fast my heart was beating, I had no need to be nervous.
Hailey peeked at me in the mirror over my shoulder. “You look beautiful,” she said, adjusting the last button on the back of my gown. “I have to say, if you told me two years ago that you would be getting married today, I don’t know if I would have believed you.”
I laughed. “I don’t know if I would have believed it myself.”
Carefully, Hailey grabbed the veil and placed it on my head, adjusting how it fell against my hair. The diamond-encrusted crown had been specially made to match my engagement ring, and the veil was made of the finest silk mesh I had ever laid my eyes on. It fell beautifully over my hair, which I had opted to only put half-up.
A hairdresser and makeup artist prepared my face and hair for the day, but I had wanted my best friend to help me get dressed and place the finishing touches for the ceremony.
It was such an intimate moment, that last stretch of my life before I would become the wife of the man I loved, and there was no one else that I wanted to share it with.
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