With a roar, he came, pulsating inside me. The wetness pushed me over completely. I tried to pull away from his grip once more, and this time, he let me.
I clung to him, wrapping my arms and legs around his body as I came with him.
“Fuck, look at you, baby. You feel so fucking good,” he said close to my ear. “I fucking love the way your tight little cunt milked my cock.”
His words plunged me harder, deeper. I closed my eyes and buried my face in his neck, trying to ride the orgasm.
30
MILA
I didn’t knowhow long it took for me to get down from my high, or how long we lay like that afterward, but then his lips were on the side of my face, gliding smoothly over my cheek, to my nose, to my other cheek, before he finally settled on my lips.
We didn’t move.
We stayed like that, just the simplest touch of his lips against mine.
He pulled away first, lying beside me on the bed, and drawing me close to his body. I rested my head on his chest and slowly opened my eyes, staring at the wall on the side of the bed, not saying anything.
He didn’t either.
At this point, I didn’t know what I wanted to say to him, which was fine with me.
For once, I just wanted to bathe in the silence.
Killian dressed me.
I had expected him to pick an outfit similar to the one Maverick had picked, but it was surprisingly conservative.
We were going to their club.
The brothers and I.
It wasn’t open, but I imagined at this time of day, there was otherbusinessgoing on that wasn’t club-related.
I hadn’t talked to Silas much since the night I’d seen him torture that man, and Maverick had become a ghost—I hadn’t seen him at all.
I wiped my sweaty hands down on the navy blue dress I wore. It was soft and comfortable, and came down to my knees. I didn’t even know who’d purchased this, Rachel or one of the men, but like all the clothes in the closet, it was obviously expensive, and no doubt in trend with the latest fashion. I was also covered in gold. From a gold oval pendant necklace that I hadn’t known I owned until now, to a simple gold bracelet with a thin chain attached to a small golden heart with a big diamond attached to its side that I was sure cost about as much as someone’s house, to matching anklet, and earrings.
Never had I looked so… put together.
A bird with clipped wings, playing dress-up in a gilded cage.
My lips twisted at the thought, and Killian watched me from where he perched on the edge of my bed.
He was already dressed in what looked like designer jeans, black boots, a fitted black T-shirt, and his usual scowl.
I scowled back at him, and his expression changed to surprise. “What?”
“Why are you scowling at me?” I asked.
He didn’t answer me right away. Then, “Was I scowling?”
I rolled my eyes. “Are you really that unaware of your face?”
His lips twitched, and I narrowed my gaze at him. He didn’t smile.
I made a move to walk past him and toward the door. I hadn’t really left my room when I knew the brothers were home, but at this point, I’d much rather run into Silas than deal with Killian and his confusing mannerisms.