Chapter 61

As I removed my clothes to enter the shower, Zavier's words to me kept ringing in my ear.

I love you too, Leilani.

Tears had filled my eyes in that proclamation, it had taken a lot for me to blink them back and keep them at bay. I was ready to wait forever for those words, but as I heard it come out of his mouth, I realized just how badly I've craved those words.

No more words were said between us on our way back, he just kept on massaging my back. Now, I took off my clothes in the bathroom and entered got under the shower.

The door opened and I gasped when I saw Zavier standing at the door. He was completely naked.

My eyes caught on his maleness and my face heated completely. That part of him was so erect and ready, a shiver ran down my spine.

But, what got me trembling was the intense look in his eyes as he devoured my wet naked body with his eyes. His eyes lingered on my br€asts and then on my slightly swollen belly, and then underneath.....

"Zavier...." I said nervously when the silent stretched, and he just stood there.

My br€asts were suddenly heavy with desire. My n'pples puckered and wetness pooled between my thighs.

He started towards me, not saying a word. He got into the shower and stared down at me while water cascaded down on us.

Without saying a word, he lowered his head and kissed my lips.

I wrapped my arms around his neck to keep from falling, while his lips savaged mine so sensuously, it left tiny shivers on me. His arm went around me as he pulled me back until my back met the cold tiles of the wall.

His hand around me lifted my thigh and wrapped it around his waist, his tongue delving continuously into my mouth. The other hand he wrapped firmly around me and the maleness of his nestled blatantly beneath my belly.

"Fvck, the things you do to me," He groaned into my lips as he rotated his hips, "Seeing you today in that wedding gown, I counted the goddamn minutes till I have you naked in my arms."

I moaned as his hardness caressed the swollen nub of my womanhood. My arms tightened a bit around his neck before it relaxed.

He kept rotating his hips as he spoke, "And when we spoke those vows and I watched your sexy lips whisper....I DO...I know I've been fvcked and damn if it isn't in a good way. You, Leilani Ryker belongs to me now...."

He bent a bit and thrust all the way into me at once and a loud cry tore from my lips while he groaned low on his throat like a caged animal.

With my upper body pressing on the tiles and my leg held to his waist, he plunged into me over and over again until I cried out with each fierce but shallow thrust.

He was taking extra care not to give me all of him and not to thrust against my belly.

"Lani..." His hand left my back to press on the tiles behind me. In and out. In and out. In and out.

I'd long forgotten about the shower running because the cool water did nothing to cool the fire Zavier was lighting in me. I gasped with each thrust, crying out against him.

"Oh God...!" I moaned into his lips as he started kissing me again.

His hand left my thigh and he snaked it in between our body. He pressed it on my cl't and caressed me intimately with each plunge of his maleness inside me.

My legs started shaking so badly, they can no longer hold me up for him. I whimpered into his mouth and his hands shots to my hips. He lifted me into his arms, wrapping both my legs around his waist as he plunged again and again and again.

The pleasure was overwhelming, zigging down my back. Tension build inside me, my body meeting him as I chased the stars I know only him can give me.

The sound of his thrusts, our ragged breathing and the droplet of water hitting us filled the air.

When the tension in me snapped, I flew over the edge shivering and sobbing against him. My nails bit into his shoulders, my insides gripped him tightly.

"Fvck!" He grunted as he came inside me. His thrusts went jerky until finally, it slowed down and eventually stopped.

While he caught our breaths, he kissed me so tenderly, my heart swelled. He withdrew from my body and washed us thoroughly, turning the shower to run faster.

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He carried me in his arms in a towel into our bedroom that was decorated with flowers. The bed had a camp constructed above it with it's rod decorated in flowers that connected the camp with the bed.

Valeria had called a decorator earlier in the day to decorate our bedroom while we were in the church. Lighted candles lined up on the floor and an overhead blue light shone dimly in the room.

It was so breathtaking, romantic and absolutely stunning.

Instead of the bed, Zavier carried me towards the window and lowered me on the pavement of it. The air hit my back instantly.

"Hold me...!" I gasped suddenly when I touch he'll let go of me after dropping me, but he didn't.

"Always." He assured me, pulling back to stare at my face.

I flushed softly and looked behind me. I stared down from the window, enjoying the view of the one-storey building. It's so dark outside, nothing came be seen much. Far away, streetlights illuminated the street.

"It's so beautiful here." I signed while the wind caressed my hair.

"So beautiful." But he wasn't looking out of the window. His eyes were on me.

I dugged my head, my cheeks warming. He lifted me and turned me around so that I was facing outside, my legs dangling down. I wasn't scared because of his big body cushioning me from behind.

He wrapped his arms around me and rested his head on my shoulders. We stayed like that for a long time. Doing nothing. Saying nothing. Just feeling nature. Feeling the night. Feeling each other.

It was so peaceful, I leaned back and rested my head on his chest.

A lot of time passed and we stayed just like that. Until he started a trail of kisses from my neck down to my shoulders back up to my neck.

The sensual movement triggered my body. I closed my eyes, leaning further into him. His hand caressed my belly, as he kissed my neckline down to my shoulder. Coupled with the coolness of the night air, I was soon on fire for him again.

He lifted me back around, to turn facing him and he slid the bay window closed, shutting us away from the world.

I looked up to him, his eyes found mine and held it captive. His hand reached towards my face and removed the strand of hair that covered my eyes, he pushed it back to join the others.

"This look on your face....I only deciphered it recently." He groaned softly, his strong arms going around me.

"Which look?" I whispered curiously.

"This one." His eyes scanned my face thoroughly, "It was one of those ones that confused the damn hell outta me before. Whenever you have it on your face, it reminded me of a little girl..."

"A little girl?" I leaned closer, curious.

He nodded slowly. "Laria was her name." He went silent for a while, only the sound of the fire and our breathing filling the stillness.

"Tell me about her...."

“About five years ago, Serge came to me with a job. It was a big paycheck, bigger than anything I’d ever fvcking gotten before, and I’d been paid handsomely."

"I was supposed to kill a crime lord who trained serial killers. Not because fvcking Greg was ridding the world of evil or anything, but because the damn crime lord got on Greg's nerve, so I was supposed to kill him. Easy work, right?”

I wasn’t sure if I could agree with him on the ease of murder, but he continued without my assent.

"But, of course, there was a catch." His voice dropped and caught a bitter edge. “Always a catch. For the job to be complete, I had to kill the importer and his daughter. Serge wanted to send a message. Families were generally fvcking off limits."

My throat went dry.

"But Serge had gotten rich and powerful enough to not care about the rules. He and Greg, a former boss of mine already had a plan in place to take out the importer’s lower level enforcers and cripple his organization, but my job was the big prize—the boss and the girl.”

“How old was she?” I asked softly.