Chapter 220 Chapter 220
Chapter 220 Chapter 220
Kyra POV
"I'll make Kyra some grilled cheese, and keep her busy until bedtime. I'll check on you in a little while. Okay?"
"I know I say this a hundred times a week, but I don't know what we'd do without you. You're always so good to us. Our other husband." She smiles at the joke and rolls over onto her side to sleep.
We have this joke where Ash and Elara call me their other husband. Usually it's funny. Sometimes, it’s not.
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Tor
Her skin is soft and dewy from the shower, inviting caresses and kisses over every curve, and I can't get enough of her. She sighs and writhes like a sultry snake beneath me, her nails digging into my back as she arches up to press her body against mine. Her lust and love for me equals mine for her, and that has made chemistry explosive between us.
Rolling over onto my back, I pull her on top of me and she's already a step ahead of me, knowing exactly what I want and need. Her body moves tantalizingly slowly on top of me, like she's savoring every inch, every breath, every touch. She takes my cock into her with a long, smooth descent, then lifts herself up even slower 'til she reaches my tip before lowering down onto me again, repeating this over and over.
There's no rush, no crazy bouncing up and down, no slamming of bodies. Her body dances effortlessly with mine, like we were made to be one since the beginning of time. There's no rush to reach an end because there is no end. Her eyes fall closed, her pouty lips parting with the ecstasy of my body filling hers as she makes love to me like we have forever.
And she made me believe that we did have forever.
I'm love struck, enraptured with the sensual, lustful way her body takes ownership of mine. I can't move. I don't want to move. No woman has ever taken me before. Not like this—not so completely, so honestly, with such raw and uninhibited desire and passion. No woman has ever wanted me this way or made me feel so utterly and completely adored. And within that she has given herself to me just as completely. She holds back nothing and gives everything.
This is what I have been wanting and waiting for so long. This indescribable connection.
My hands tighten around her waist, more to remind myself that she's real than any other reason. Everything else begins to fade away. The doubts. The black cloud hanging over us.
No way in fucking hell am I ever letting this go. I'm never letting her go.
Her soft moans drag my gaze up her body to rest on her beautiful face, her eyes fluttering open at that same moment to meet mine, and her lips curve into the smile that changed my life so many years ago.
She leans down to kiss me, her breasts swaying, nipples brushing against my chest. She's the sexiest, most loving creature I've ever met in my life. Everything about this girl defies her age and her time on this planet.
A week ago she whispered in my ear that she was born to be mine, and I believe it.
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The beeping of her cell phone alarm wakes us both. It's a harsh reminder that she has to go home. She stirs and I hug her tighter to me under the light blanket. Her naked body is so warm and soft, snuggled perfectly against me. Diogee and Kitten have wandered in and are sleeping on the foot of the bed with us.
This is my family now, and I don't like the other half of me leaving every night.
"I have to go, hon," she whispers, kissing my chest.
"I hate this, Kyra." I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and pull on my sweatpants.
"I don't like it, either."
"I want you sleeping with me all night and waking up with me. You leaving my bed feels like a booty call."
She pulls on her shirt and makes a face at me. "It's not a booty call, Tor."
"I can't do this forever."
"What are you saying?" Her voice wavers with the first onset of fear. "You want to break up?"
"Absolutely not. I'm saying I want you to live with me so you don't have to leave in the middle of the night."
She stares at me, one leg in her jeans and the other out. "Live with you?"
"Would you want to? If we can get through the wrath of Aiden?"
She steps into the other leg of her jeans. "I'd move in tomorrow if I could. Why do you think I'm here so much now?"
"To play with the pets?" I tease.
"Well, they are cute," she replies playfully. "But you're much cuter."
"I'm gonna ignore that. I'm serious, Kyra. As soon as possible, I want you to move in with me. Will you think about it?"
She steps into her shoes. "I don't have to think about it. I already know that's what I want."
"I want you to think about it anyway, it's a big decision. And we still have a lot to get through. I just wanted you to know that's what I want."
I walk her to her car and watch her drive down the dark street, then go back to bed to wait for her to send me a text letting me know that she's home. This is definitely a part of our relationship that's driving me crazy because I don't like her having to leave every night.
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Kyra
Me: Hey you, how is your morning? I love you xoxox
I glance down at my phone again as I wait in line to pay, but there's still no text from Tor.
When I get to the parking lot, I call his cell phone and leave him a voice mail:
"Hey, honey, where are you? I'm getting a little worried. Call me when you can. I love you."
I sent another text.
Me: Are you okay? I just bought some lingerie I think you'll like. ;-) I love you bunches and I can't wait to see you. xo
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I start up my Jeep and my phone rings just as I'm about to reverse.
Finally!
I grabbed it. "Hey hon, I've been missing you all morning."
"Dad?"
"Kyra?"
Crap.
"Who did you think I was?"
"Chloe."
"Oh. Where are you?"
"In the mall parking lot. I needed a few things."
"I don't want you to panic, okay?"
My heart instantly starts to pound. "Well, Daddy now I am panicking. What's wrong? Is it Mom?"
"No, it's Tor."
My breath catches. "Is he okay?"
"He was hit by a car early this morning on his bike."
"No..."
"He's going to be okay, I just don't know exactly what's hurt yet. I'm at the hospital now with Tavian. They just moved him into his room. His mom is on her way, too."
"I'll be there as soon as I can."
"You don't have to come, Kyra."
"I'm still coming."
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When I arrive, I text:
Me: I'm downstairs. What room/floor?
Dad: 3rd floor, room 312. Take a left off the elevator. I'm in the waiting area.
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I step out of the elevator and turn left.
Room 312.
I freeze.
Sydni is sitting on the edge of his bed, holding his hand, crying softly, kissing his cheek.
My stomach drops.
He opens his eyes.
He sees her.
Not me.
I turn—
And ran straight into my father's chest.
"Kyra—he's going to be okay."
I pull away. "Why is she here?"
"Who?"
"Sydni."
"Because they have a history, Kyra."
I swallow hard.
He pulls me into his arms. "You have to calm down."