SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 113

- KILLIAN -

She’s sleeping. I stare at her naked form from the sofa in my pleasure room, watching her.

This room was never built for sleeping in, hence why there are no duvet covers available on the bed, but curled up on the bed is Hazel, looking so well rested and peaceful. A sigh leaves my lips as the images of our time flashes through my mind. At least I was able to get her to forget about her bad day, now all I worry about is finding out who this blogger is and putting an end to either this blog or the story.

It won’t be long till my hacker reveals it to me, I just have to be patient. I rest my palm over my face as I stare into the ceiling. I was cooking something before coming here. Good thing I turned it off. Another exhale leaves my lips.

I had a lot of things on my mind too but all of a sudden, I feel relaxed. Too relaxed for my own good and it bugs me. That was one very mind relieving activity, I’d do it over and over again if I have my way. Multiple times and not just in days to come, but reoccurringly in one night. A moan brings my attention back to the bed. Hazel turns, her eyes still closed, to the other side. She stretches her arms out like she was trying to reach out to something. More like someone. A smile forms on my lips.

Me. She is looking for me.

My sweet, sweet angel.

I watch her raise her upper body up slightly with her sleepy eyes peering open. “Killian?” She whispers, her voice soft and silky as she turns her head to both sides.

“I’m here.” I say, my tone suave in a way that matches hers.

“Why don’t you come to bed? Join me.” My goodness, that voice can make any man’s knees go weak.

“I don’t sleep on that bed. No one ever does. You are my only exception.” She drowsed her way to a beauty sleep while I was still in her after coming many times than I could count. I can still feel the after effects of being in her all over my body. The tingling of my dick proves it. I stare down at my legs, I have my sweatpants on. I look back up.

Hazel is a sight for sore eyes and medicine for a troubled mind. A half grin forms on my lips.

She has stamina, I must give her that. I didn’t want to wake her when I noticed she was asleep or I’d have carried her away from here, she looked so peaceful compared to how she was earlier today, plus, my eyes enjoyed feasting on her naked form covered with my love bites.

“Take me with you. I want to sleep with you by my side.”

I give this a careful thought.

Maybe this peace and quiet is what I actually need. Maybe I should enjoy it with a goddess begging for my attention. I mean, how could I ever resist her? “Okay. Let’s head to bed, princess.” I stand. Hazel positions herself to sit up as well. “Tsk, tsk. Please.” I walk to her and crouch lower. “Don’t let your feet graze the floor. I’ll carry you.”

I know how intense I was tonight. I still tried to be gentle. My sadistic ass loves seeing women I fuck in pain. That little look of affliction on their faces pleases me but I couldn’t dare to watch her suffer. It’ll ruin me. She’s the one person I want to protect with my life from everything harmful.

“You don’t have to.” She says as I take in her weight. My hands are situated behind her knees and back, holding her bridal style.

I flash her a warm smile. “Please, let me.” I press my lips on her forehead. It’s the least I can do after everything. Hazel rests her head on my chest and yawns, twining both arms around my neck. Her eyes close. She looks exhausted. I sigh as I lead us out of the room.

I promise you, Hazel, I won’t take it easy with whoever was responsible for instilling fear in you. Whoever made you cry needs to be punished severely. I close the door gently with my elbows. Because of how I’m carrying her, I can’t lock it nor take my key with me. I don’t want to change position and leave her waking up again. I’ll be back later.

“Will you be spending time with me tomorrow?” I ask, looking at her.

Hazel nods her face into my skin and lets out a moan. Is that a yes or a no? I can’t tell. Maybe I should ask this when she’s fully awake. Another sigh leaves my lips.

Having someone I want to protect in my arms and someone I want to murder in cold blood in my mind is quite contradictory.

Hazel was right, as of now, she is my weakness. I don’t know if I want to change that or not. Natalie’s words in her boutique office replays in my head.

I have a lot of enemies and I can’t risk them knowing about her. She’s the one person I want to leave outside my dark world. I don’t want her smile being wiped off when she knows about me fully. My throat creases. I don’t want her leaving me. I think my biggest fear isn’t even letting her know, but what happens after she knows. I would never force her to do anything she doesn’t want to do and that scares the shit out of me because it’s new. I’m used to having what I want, but what if what I want doesn’t want me back? The thought is nerve wracking.

I push the knob lower with my elbow and push the door open slowly with my foot. This is my room, the main one. I carefully lay Hazel on the bed. As promised, I’m laying right beside her. I pull her close to me in a cuddle, hugging her body tightly yet gently into mine. She turns, facing me. I dip my leg between hers, trapping it between her thighs while holding her to me. My head rests on her boobs. Her body is so soft. Gives me a brief recollection of home when my mother was alive. Hazel’s arms circles my back. She dips one hand in my hair and threads lower gently. These strokes make my eyes feel heavy. I can feel myself succumbing to her touch and embrace. “Goodnight Killian.” Hazel murmurs into my face.

I kiss her chest before sinking my head into her boobs again. “Goodnight.”